Once he left the room, he noticed the lights were off downstairs and on in his and Marinette's room.
He grinned at that. He couldn't help but think of how different it was to share a room with her. He swore it was almost easier to sleep at night when he had her to hold on to. It was harder to get out of bed in the mornings because the thought of leaving his wife's embrace was never pleasant. And then the nights...
No matter if the nights consisted of simple snuggles and chaste kisses or something far steamier-and who was he kidding, neither could say it was all because they were trying to get pregnant-nights with Marinette were far, far more relaxing than trying to unwind by himself in the light of a single lamp in an empty room.
From the hallway, he could see Marinette laying on her back on the bed, rubbing her face in something akin to exhaustion. So, like any good husband, he forwent convincing her that she should just get ready for bed and instead collapsed on top of her.
She let out a slight 'oof" in surprise before she started giggling.
He played it up, laying more of his weight on top of her and resting his head 'conveniently' by that beautifully tender spot her neck met her shoulder.
She giggled and lazily draped her arms over his shoulders and back before turning her head to press her nose into his hair.
"How was your day?" she asked. "Or do you not want to talk about it?"
He almost said that it was a day like any of the others, only to pause when he recalled what exactly was in his briefcase. "Actually, I have something for you. A little surprise."
Her brow furrowed in confusion. "A surprise?"
Adrien grinned. "One that would make you Emma's legal mommy."
He watched realization dawn over her face. "W... what?"
His smile widened. "I had to wait for the paperwork to come to me, but it did, a couple days ago. I just finally remembered to bring it home."
"Why?"
"Remember the day that you wrote up the emergency contact information for Emma to go to school and you put 'mother' on the sheet. And while it's true in a sense, we both realized later you're actually her step-mom? I couldn't stop thinking about it and so I had the paperwork drawn up for you to legally adopt my daughter."
Marinette's eyes were wide as she stared at him, mouth agape. "Really?" she asked on a whisper.
"Unless you don't want to-"
"No!" she said, quickly interrupting him. "I want to. I do. Really."
Adrien felt himself relax.
"But you could have waited until you weren't so busy," she said.
"I started before these crazy two weeks," he shrugged off. "I just finally got the papers back."
Slowly, she smiled and shook her head.
"So," he said, shifting to hover over her. "What do you say, Marinette? Will you be the mom of my child?"
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Second Chances
Random☆Despite being young, single, and successful, the only girl who has Adrien's attention is his daughter. That is, until the new nanny makes a spot for herself in both their lives in a way that no one, not even the nanny herself, was expecting AUTHOR:...
