This is a no miraculous AU. Also, this was inspired by the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air episode, ‘Geoffrey Cleans Up’ in which Geoffrey asks out a woman he likes. I wanted to just get this written already so I can focus more on the recent prompts I received. Hope you enjoy!
“I don’t understand what your problem is,” Nino drawled, rolling his eyes. Sometimes his best friend was just too dramatic when it came to simple, tiny issues. “Just pick up the phone and ask her out!”
“I can’t just ask her out!” Adrien protested, throwing his arms in front of him while making his point. “I wouldn’t know what to say. She’s talented, she’s selfless, she’s so nice…she can read!”
Nino just rolled his eyes again. The two were in the model’s room, trying to spend a day just relaxing and playing video games. But like usual, somehow their conversation steered toward Marinette Dupain-Cheng, the girl Adrien was utterly, irrevocably, nauseatingly in love with.
They had a rocky start on his first day, but apparently they later shared a special moment with an umbrella or something and agreed to be friends.
And he has been smitten ever since.
It’s been this way for a month, and honestly Nino was getting tired of hearing Adrien continuously gushing about Marinette. There’s only so much sap he can take.
Cue his suggestion to ask her out already.
But he, being the scaredy cat he was, refused.
Which brings them here.
“Look,” Nino began, casting a sharp gaze to his friend, who straightened at the serious look in his eyes. It would seem he would have to teach his magical skills with the ladies to Adrien. Normally he wouldn’t give guys advice on women, he couldn’t care less whether they ended up scoring or not, but he could tell the model was in dire need of his advice. “It’s not what you say, it’s what you don’t say.”
Adrien’s eyes narrowed as he tilted his head, regarding the aspiring DJ with a confused look. “What I don’t say?” he repeated for clarification.
“Exactly,” he confirmed. “Now, whatever you do, don’t tell her you like her, okay? Don’t tell her that you want to go out with her. And whatever you do, do not say the p-word.”
Adrien, still trying to comprehend the sense of Nino’s words, paused to ask a question. “The p-word?” He has heard many curse words since entering public school, but he couldn’t think of any horrible, offending ‘p-words’ at the top of his head that would upset Marinette.
“Yeah, ‘please’,” Nino answered. “It’ll make you sound desperate.” He reached over to the coffee table to pluck Adrien’s brand new cell phone, before presenting it to him with a grin. “Ready?”
Adrien swallowed, nervously looking down at the phone as if he could already hear Marinette’s rejection from it.
Then again, what would really be the harm in asking her? Sure, their friendship might never be the same, and it would make things extremely awkward between them…
But there was also the chance that she could say yes, go out with him, fall in love with him, marry him, and then make three babies with him. He could have the family he always wanted, and he would most definitely be a better father than his own.
Nino cleared his throat, raising his eyebrows expectantly.
Hm. Maybe he should just concentrate on asking her out.
His eyebrows furrowed as his green eyes flashed in determination. He nodded once.
Biting his lower lip, he reached out and took the offered cell phone. With a few taps of his finger he was soon hovering over Marinette’s name.
“Go on,” Nino encouraged excitedly, “you got this, bro!”
He allowed a small smile to grace his features before pressing her name.
As it rang, Adrien couldn’t help but thoroughly ponder over Nino’s advice. Would that really work? He didn’t want to doubt his best friend, but when he was younger his mother (when she was still around) would always tell him that honesty was the best policy.
And that when he was older, girls would want him to be completely honest. He didn’t really understand then, asking questions like ‘what girls?’ but now he understood it perfectly.
Besides, he knew for a fact that Marinette hated liars.
When her sweet voice asking, ‘hello?’ reached his ears, his mouth formed into a tight line as he internally prayed that what he was about to attempt would work.
“Hi, Marinette! I just wanted to tell you…”
He stole a look at Nino, who nodded, silently pressing him to go on.
Adrien grinned mischievously. “…how much I like you.”
Nino’s mouth dropped. “Dude, no! No!” he objected in horror, mixed with annoyance. He just completely botched his chance, doing the exact opposite of what he told him to do!
“You are the most beautiful, kind, selfless, most talented girl I’ve ever known.”
As Adrien went on, Nino began flailing his arms, desperately trying to get him to shut up before he screwed it up even further. However, the model seemed completely oblivious to his panic.
“And I would be truly honored if you would go out with me tonight to the movies.”
“Don’t say it, don’t you dare say it,” Nino hissed, his eyes daring him to speak the forbidden word.
Adrien grinned, his friend’s antics replacing his earlier nerves with amusement and effectively making him braver.
“Augh!” Nino huffed in exasperation, standing off the couch and throwing his arms in the air.
“You will?!” Adrien gasped in happiness, making Nino pause in his quiet rampage.
“Awesome! I’ll pick you up at six. See you then!”
With that, Adrien removed the phone from his ear and placed it back on the coffee table. A rare, wicked smirk spread his lips as he stood and made his way over to his gaping best friend.
He patted his shoulder before going to his walk-in closet.
“So, you think I should wear a nice shirt and jeans? Or go for khakis and a button down?”
Nino scowled as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Doesn’t matter, since you’ll do the opposite of what I say, anyway,” he grumbled, but walked to Adrien to try to help nonetheless.
Meanwhile, in a bakery not too far away, a certain budding designer was currently passed out in her own best friend’s arms. She giggled as she gently tapped on her face in an effort to coax her awake.
After all, they only had six hours in order to prepare for the hot date.