"This is not how I expected spending my free Friday night, but I'm not complaining."
You probably expected something cute or fluffy, but this is crack. Sorry to disappoint.
“This is not how I expected spending my free Friday night, but I’m not complaining.”
Marinette raised an eyebrow at Adrien’s remark, trying to find any trace of sarcasm in it, but there was none. Adrien was truly a rare gem. She doubted there were many boyfriends eager to spend a Friday night in while being the human sized models of their designer in the making girlfriends. Marinette entered yet another fashion contest and this one had… a really stupid theme in her opinion. A modernization of Marie Antoinette. But while she considered the theme to be rather unoriginal, she’d be damned if she pulled out of the contest. And well, she was just finishing the main piece of the whole design which was the train. Marinette was patting herself on the back for the idea for making the train detachable and doubling it as a cape styled coat. It was quite heavy, puffy and full of lace details and satin flowers sewn in. It had been quite the work and she will forever be grateful Adrien offered to be her mannequin. She needed an actual human to help her make sure the proportions were alright and the train wasn’t too heavy to be actually worn.
So that’s how instead of them using the Friday to go on a normal date, they ended up in Marinette’s room, Adrien mostly naked, save for his black boxers, the train and the white fishnets that ended mid thigh with pink bows.
“Are you sure you don’t mind this?” Marinette asked while baking away
“Are you kidding, Mari? I look fabulous.”
And with those words, Adrien began doing his model walk from one end to her room to the other and totally rocking the uncompleted outfit. Marinette analysed thee way the train was acting, happy it wasn’t coming apart as Adrien strutted. He stopped in the front of her floor length mirror and started shaking his butt. Wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at his own reflection, he slapped his bottom and grinned.
“Well, hello there handsome. Don’t you look fabulous? Oh, yes, you do!” after praising his reflection some more he turned around to face his girlfriend. Her expression was a mix between entirely done and absolutely unimpressed.
“I can’t believe I thought you were cool.”
“ Well, cool or not, you still love me.”
Marinette sighed, before her lips curled in a heart warming smile and her eyes filled with fondness and love. “That I do, you big dork.”