dancer in the street (your characters are just dancing for the fun of it.) with adrienette? bonus if Adrien tugs her into it and letting loose and is mesmerized by the view when she does (rapunzelsighgif)
It’s Sunday afternoon, and Adrien has had Jagged Stone’s new song stuck in his head all day. He’s been humming it nonstop to try to get it out of his system, and he’s still humming it when he walks into the Dupain-Cheng Patisserie to buy one of his favorite croissants (his girlfriend has told him multiple times that her parents are more than willing to give them to him for free, but he always insists on paying).
Marinette’s working at the register and immediately lights up as soon as he walks in, tripping over the counter in her excitement to say hello to her boyfriend.
“Adrien! You’re here!”
“Salut, Marinette! How is everything?”
“Oh, you know. Regular Sunday afternoon rush. Which is to say, there’s not much going on around here.”
Marinette gestures at the seating area, which is completely deserted.
“Since business is slow, I convinced Maman and Papa to take a break and go on a little afternoon walk. They need the fresh air!”
Adrien smiles. He never gets tired of seeing Marinette’s wonderful relationship with her parents.
Marinette raises an eyebrow. “What is that you’re humming?”
Adrien hadn’t realized that he was still humming out loud.
“Oh, it’s Jagged Stone’s new song. It’s been stuck in my head all day, so I started humming it.”
Marinette grins. “Maybe you should dance it off. That works for me sometimes.”
“Dance it off?”
“Yeah, like- imagine you’re in the music video and mouth along with the lyrics. I like to sing along usually, but maybe you shouldn’t do that part?”
(Adrien’s tone deafness is a well known fact to the entire Dupain-Cheng household by this point in time, after several painful karaoke nights)
“Oh, Marinette. You know that’s exactly what I’m going to do now,” responds Adrien, wiggling his eyebrows seductively as he starts dancing around the empty cafe, shaking his hair back and forth as he sings every note off key.
“Noooooooo, I’ve created a monster!” cries Marinette, covering her ears with her hands and laughing.
Adrien dances back up to her and takes her hands off her ears with a smile.
“Come dance with me, my lady!”
Marinette shakes her head and sticks out her tongue. “Not with that soundtrack!”
“Okay, then,” says Adrien. He pulls out his phone and starts to play one of Marinette’s favorite songs. “How about this instead?”
Marinette’s eyes sparkle as the song starts to play. She rushes out on the floor to join Adrien, and as he watches her twirl around in a circle, cheeks flushed and hair flying, he’s momentarily breathless.
Because even though she might be Ladybug, he’s the lucky one.
