9 || Hate to think about you with somebody else

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Marinette normally loved lazy Sundays, laying in bed all day and watching movies where something she looked forward to each and every week. So you can imagine her anger when she received an assignment which included a visit to The Louvre that students had to do in their own free time.

So there she was, up at 10 o'clock dressed in a simple outfit with a massive scarf - Autumn was forever chilly in Paris and the rain was even worse. She marched downstairs, feeling like an angsty teen but she was interrupted by a barefoot, shirtless Adrien eating a bowl of cereal standing at the entrance to the kitchen.

He frowned in confusion before asking, "Where are you going?" Marinette huffed and rolled her eyes, trying her best to ignore his physique - forever forgetting how muscular he actually is.

"The louvre." She growled, Adrien frowned harder even more perplexed as to why someone who loved lazy Sundays would be taking a trek to the louvre in weather like this.

"Why?" He asked, before taking a spoonful of cereal. Marinette huffed once more finally turning to him, "because of my stupid professer! I swear they're miserable, and don't understand we have a life!" Adrien watched her with amusement she was so animated.

"Right, and what plans has she ruined exactly? Us cuddling watching a movie?" He snickered, although him and Marinette weren't romantically involved it hadn't stopped them from doing typical relationship things - sharing a bed, cuddling on the couch, ect.

"Yes! Precisely Adrien!" He rolled his eyes at her playfully, "Calm down Princess, do you want a lift? it'll save you having to walk in that" he nodded towards the rain that currently pounded down against the Parisian ground.

She huffed and agreed, leading her to spend an additional twenty minutes waiting on Adrien to get dressed, when he finally did emerge Marinette couldn't help but appreciate him, even on a day like this he still looked as dashing as ever in the simple polo shirt and black dress trousers, he was so handsome it hurt to look at sometimes Marinette decided.

Both bundled in their jackets, they left the house and dashed for the car wanting to be out the rain as quick as possible. Marinette in true passenger princess fashion was on aux, she was surprised to find they had a similar music taste with the likes of jagged stone, and various other artists but she was also pleased that there was no bickering over the choice of music she played.

On the drive there they discussed Marinette's assignment, to find what they found to be the most interesting piece of art and how it would inspire them for their end of year design piece. Adrien being the sap that he was kept claiming that if he was in her position he would take inspiration from Marinette herself, claiming her beauty was unmatched.

Although Marinette rolled her eyes at these comments, the smile on her face and the beat of her heart told a different story. When Adrien teased her just enough he got to see the delectable colour of red that painted her cheeks, and he couldn't help but smirk at the sight.

Now Marinette genuinely loved the louvre, it was very interesting it was just a shame that she had to go there on a sunday. But oh was the artwork mesmerising, it was amazing that paintings and sculptures could come from ones mind, similar to designing she reminded herself.

The stopped in front of the Jeanne D'arc sculpture, it was so large and intimidating - a bit like the person she was, Marinette smiled solemnly at it. The statue in in itself sparked so many conflicting emotions, and all though Marinette had seen it many times before looking at it from an artistic view point was something else.

She slowly turned to Adrien, "This. This is the one." Adrien nodded his head, before deciding to push her further by asking "Why?"

He knew she was a talented designer, her work was beautiful, but sometimes she struggled to connect her work to the inspiration she had needed to create the various pieces of clothes that came from her.

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