Lukanette, AU where they met as adults and have been dating for a while

“Babe.”

No response.

“Marinette.”

Nothing but the tightening of already-white lips.

Luka sighed. “I can’t apologize if you don’t talk to me.”

Written for @wearemiraculous

This drabble was requested by @ssilverstreak for Marinette and Chat Noir.

Days 1, 2:

“This is the third time this week,” Marinette said in greeting as she climbed through the skylight. “I’d say you’re becoming a regular.”

Chat Noir jumped and turned away from the balcony railing with a guilty look. “I can go if you want. I didn’t want to bother you.”

“You aren’t bothering me.”

“I just like it up here.”

“I do too.” She joined him by the railing and looked out over the city. “It smells like it’s going to snow.”

He half-smiled. “I was thinking the same thing.”

“Do you like the snow?”

“Sometimes.”

She shivered as a cool breeze swept past them. “It feels colder tonight than it has yet. Another snow sign.”

Chat Noir finally gave her the attention she deserved and frowned. “You should go back inside. You’re gonna get sick.”

“I want to keep you company,” she replied simply as she hugged herself, the long sleeve shirt doing little to protect her from the weather. “That’s why you came here, isn’t it?”

He ducked his head as he smiled. “Am I that obvious?”

She winked at him. “Do you want to come inside and warm up? I’ve got a new cocoa mix I haven’t tried yet this season. There might even be some cookies leftover from the day.”

“I don’t want to impose...”

“It’s not an imposition, it’s an invitation.” She flicked his bell playfully. “Come on.”

Luka was fond of winter. It was the time of sweets and no school and gloomy weather and enjoying time with the people he loved most. Schoolwork was dwindling down and soon, it would be another year finished. He played his guitar with the tune he had made for his sister. He loved his sister with his whole heart - even if Juleka was still unsure of herself. He knew she just needed a little guidance and help, and Luka was the best big brother for the job.

“Sup, bro,” she greeted as she walked in through the door.

“Hey, little sis.” Luka finished the melody and set his guitar down. “What’s good?”

“Who even says ‘what’s good’ anymore?” She scrunched her nose and stuck her tongue out in a teasing fashion. “I want to go to the park with my friends, but Mom said she wants you to come with me. Adult supervision or something.”

“I hardly doubt as an adult.” His laugh filled the room. Before he was about to agree, Juleka pressed on.

“Marinette is going to be there. Not Adrien though, what a shame.” Siblings knew the right buttons to push, and Juleka knew Marinette was Luka’s soft spot. Knowing this, he rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at her.

“I was going to say yes, punk. But now, I suppose I will think about my appearance.” When Juleka first started dating Rose, Luka was careful about looking like a presentable older brother. As time went on, he found that Rose loved and cared for his sister, so he stopped trying to look cool when she or Mylene would come over. They’ve seen him shirtless or in his pants before. Marinette was something else, though. He had to look for an outfit besides the sweats and sweatshirt he was going to wear.

“I’m rooting for ya!” She gave a mock salute before retreating to her side of the room to get ready.

-

The park had a good amount of snow. So much so that Alya and Nino had already made a makeshift fort. Luka knew of them from Marinette and Juleka, but never explicitly spoke to either one. He settled for waving and that seemed like enough since two other people came looking lightly dressed for the weather.

“Alix, Kim, this is my brother Luka. Luka, Alix, Kim.” Juleka motioned.

“How’s it going?” I shook both their hands.

“More competition? This is going to be so much fun!” Kim cheered.

“Ignore him. So you’re Luka, huh?” She looked him up and down before a smirk settled on her face. “I’ll be watching you.” Alix then walked away.

“Rose! Hey, Mylene. Hey, Ivan!” Juleka went off to greet her friends. Little actions like this showed that she was starting to be more comfortable with herself.

“Kim, start with the other forts while we wait for Mari. I bet she’s still sleeping,” Alya laughed. Kim quickly took to gathering snow and putting it into a pile. Alix was throwing some in his direction defending the actions with an “I’m not trying to hit you! You’re just in the way.”

“Sorry I’m late!” The baker’s daughter called out as she approached them. “I overslept.” Alya and the others laughed while Marinette went and greeted everyone. “Oh hey, Luka! I didn’t know you were going to be here.” She started to blush.

“Mom wanted me to make sure that Juleka was going to be safe. She may have also mentioned that you were gonna be here.” Luka gave her that soft smile that made her insides melt and blushed even harder.

“Let’s get this show on the road!” Rose called out. “Partner up everybody.” The couples went with their respective partners.

“It seems that it was a good idea that you came.” It was now Luka’s turn to blush. Marinette had her arms lightly wrapped around one of his.

It was a free for all. Snowballs were flying in all different directions. Surprisingly, Marinette had quick reflexes and dodged a lot of the projectiles that were heading towards her. Luka wasn’t so lucky. He was mostly wet and even through his gloves, he could start to feel the cold of the snow. It was a solid five minutes of hurling snow at each other before Nino spoke up.

“Dudes, we should like, do a tournament!” Everyone ceased fire to hear his idea. “Partners against partners until there’s a winner!”

“Heck yeah, I’m down!” Alix cheered.

“Yeah, what she said!”

“You are all going down!” Rose exclaimed. There was a bit of competitive banter going around until Nino was able to calm everyone down.

“First will be Rose and Juleka vs. Mylene and Ivan. Then Alya and I vs. Alix and Kim. The winners in the first match will go against Marinette and Luka. Then those winners against Alya and I. You all ready?” Everyone nodded and went back to restore some of the forts.

“What are the rules?” Ivan spoke up.

“Right.” Nino blushed. “Five hits with a snowball and you’re out. We’ll be judging closely.”

Juleka made the snowballs while Rose threw them. She had a surprisingly good right arm and took Ivan out easily. He was bulky and peaked his head out pretty often. Not long after that, Mylene went down.

“Dang, girl!” Alya complimented. “Next time we play dodgeball, you are totally gonna be on my team.”

“You think that was impressive?” Kim shouted to get the attention on him. “Watch us dominate you!”

This round went on longer. Alix was as agile as a bunny, Alya as sneaky as a fox, Nino as slow as a turtle, and Kim as random as a monkey. The first to go was Nino, but the members on the other team only needed two more hits before going down. Alya needed three. It was a clutch, but Alya came out victorious. 

“Babe, you were amazing!” Nino gushed and kissed his girlfriend. Alix threw a snowball at them and everyone laughed.

“Don’t think I’ll go easy on you just because you’re my sister,” Luka taunted.

“I wouldn’t have to go easy to beat you.” A series of oooooh’s followed that comment.

“Let’s show them what we’ve got,” Marinette whispered to Luka. Her face showed signs of determination and Luka mirrored it.

Marinette focused on Rose and the siblings focused on each other. So much snow was being thrown that it was hard to discern who was getting hit. Luka used this as an advantage to wedge himself in a corner that couldn’t be seen and tossed relentless snowball after snowball. They were victorious.

“It’s because you had Marinette on your team. She’s crazy awesome!” Rose laughed.

“Yeah. She really is.” Luka sent Marinette a longing gaze that she blushed under. 

“You’re amazing too, Luka. The way you were hiding and-”

“Come on lovebirds! I wanna see who’s gonna win!” Mylene cheered. 

“If we win, you’re treating us with treats from the bakery,” Alya taunted to her best friend.

“And if we win?” She had her hands on her hips.

“We’ll stop teasing you and Luka,” she thought aloud after a minute.

“Well, let’s get this show on the road!” Marinette skipped over to their fort. “I have no intention of losing. I want to wipe that smug grin off her face.”

Luka nodded and started to form the snowballs. Marinette knew her friends’ style, and that gave her the upper hand. When Alya dodged, she would often land forward on all fours and scurry behind the ice wall. Nino would throw up a shield of ice to protect himself and his girlfriend. They didn’t know Marinette’s style though.

A snowball was heading towards Luka who was too busy making ammunition, he didn’t see it. She grabbed him by his leg and pulled him down. It barely went over his head. Mari then grabbed a handful of snowballs and dodged out of the hiding place. She threw three balls in quick succession and all three of them made their mark on Nino before he could even react. Taking advantage of the confusion, Luka threw one at Alya and another at Nino. The latter was out.

“Why am I always the first one out,” he huffed. Although, it was clear he was impressed with his friends. Alya was not going to give up, though.

Marinette was hit in the face and then in the chest. Luka rushed to her side and got hit twice as well. Marinette sent a couple of balls in the enemy’s direction and was satisfied when she heard a thump.

“Woah, she wasn’t even looking!” Kim admired. The two were back behind the fort, breathing heavily. Luka got out finally and now it was the two girls. Each needed one more hit. Whichever ball made contact first would dictate the winner.

Marinette scanned her surroundings, scrunching her nose as she looked for something that may help her get the upper hand. She looked down at her scarf, then her beanie, and then the stick that lay not that far behind her. She knew Alya was waiting for her to peak out. Once Mariette showed herself, Alya would throw an onslaught of balls to declare her victory. Even the spectators were getting edgy. Marinette knew foxes were good at burrowing, but Alya had major patience.

Mari grabbed the stick that balanced the beanie and scarf and braced herself. The fort was small enough for them to crouch behind but easy enough to jump over. She delve the stick into the ground and the beanie popped up. Immidetaly, Marinette dashed forward and used the fort to jump up. Alya was too preoccupied with the decoy that she didn’t notice the assault from overhead. Ladybug owned the sky. She knew exactly how hard to throw things in the air and add spin if she needed to. The sky was her friend. That’s why it was no surprise when the ball met its target.

“Woah!”

“Did you see that!”

“You go Marinette!”

The baker’s daughter landed roughly in a nearby patch of snow. Thankfully it wasn’t frozen yet, so her landing wasn’t as hard as it could’ve been.

“Marinette!” Luka carefully ran over. He took his own scarf off and wrapped it around the girl as he helped her up. “Are you ok?” His eyes were so full of concern and worry that Marinette felt her heart swell.

“Y-Yeah,” she managed. She so hope Tikki saw the whole thing from her window because that was awesome!

“Good.” The worry seemed to mostly evaporate. “That was so amazing! You are so special, Mari. I was captivated by you. I think I know how to finish your melody after seeing that.” 

They stood only a few inches apart. Luka’s arms were still around the petite girl’s waist. Their noses were bright red from the stark cold, but their cheeks were red for entirely different reasons. Hesitantly, Marinette took the boy’s face in her cold, gloved hands and kissed him. She kissed Chat before, but that couldn’t compare to this. Her body started to warm up and she felt light on her feet. She was thankful the boy was able to keep her standing.

“Finally!” Rose cried out. Everyone started whooping and hollering and the two teens split apart. 

“Your nose is still red. Should I do it again?” Luka raised a teasing eyebrow at her.

“C’mon everyone. I’ll get us some warm treats,” the champion proclaimed. No one complained and all started walking to the bakery. “Maybe I do,” she answered once her friends were a little bit ahead. Luka obliged and kissed her with such passion, her hearts did jumping jacks.

(Based on the @wearemiraculous ml holiday prompts. Everyday is a prompt, for the 31 days of December and following the order they appear in).

DAY 1 - SNOWFLAKES

Chat Noir panted as he leapt, the cold air of December whipping him harshly. He didn’t notice though. There was another kind of coldness inside him. It had frozen him from the inside out. He was pretty sure his wounded heart was frosting as it beat violently against his chest.

He’d had an argument with his father. It had been messy and quick -like most conversations he held with the man- but it had stung badly. His father’s voice had been filled with disappointment, dripping with venom as he berated him over and over again. Only because he had tried to reason with him. Dared to speak against some of his plans. He was tired of it. He was tired of the way his father treated him. He was tired of feeling lonely. He was tired of being alone during the holidays. He was just... so tired. Of everything.

The moment he’d closed his bedroom door with a bang he’d transformed into Chat Noir and jumped out the window without looking back. He’d probably have to apologize to his father later, if only to not get pulled out of school. But right now, he was angry and free. His father would have to wait for his “perfect” son to come crawling back. Right now said son wanted to cataclysm the man’s ugly red pants.

Lost in thought, the blond didn’t realize the dangers of slippery frost-covered roofs. He took a long leap over some buildings and just as he was about to land he felt his own foot slip. Cursing, he extended his baton so as to not plummet into the streets below. The momentum carried him farther away than he’d expected and sure enough he ended up face-planting onto the top of a building.

He groaned as he sat up, head swimming. The fall hadn’t exactly hurt, that with the superpowers and the suit and all, but he still felt dazed enough that he didn’t immediately get up and continue his pointless journey across Paris’ highs.

Some noise from below him was his only warning before the hatch in front of him flew open. Oh. That was Marinette.

He’d fallen in Marinette’s balcony.

Adrien cursed his bad luck as he grumbled, a clawed hand going to his face. He was mortified. This didn’t help his mood improve, that’s for sure.

“Chat Noir?” Marinette asked, eyes wide. “What are you doing here?” He tried to answer but his tongue felt heavy. Maybe that stumble had been worse than he’d originally thought.

“What happened? Is something wrong?” She approached him slowly, her gaze looking him all over with concern clearly showing. That wouldn’t do.

“I-I’m perfectly fine Princess!” He coughed, voice rough. Oh right, he’d been breathing cold air as he gulped while running and crying. He hoped his throat wouldn’t be destroyed by tomorrow.

“I just slipped and tumbled down here. But don’t worry! Cats land on their feet after all.”

He tried to stand up to prove his case but that ended being a mistake as he wobbled once he was on his feet. In an instant Marinette was at his side, supporting his weight as she grabbed his arm.

“You’re clearly not ok,” she retorted. “Here, sit down in the meantime.” He didn’t argue as he was seated in a corner, the lounge chair giving slightly under his weight.

“Thank you,” he murmured, feeling suddenly tired. The shock and adrenaline were dwindling, his previous brooding humor returning stronger than before. The humiliation of such a rookie mistake as slipping from a roof worsening it. Adrien felt himself sigh before he could consciously stop it, eyes glued to his feet.

“Are you ok?” He heard a soft voice beside him. Marinette had taken a seat next to him, her elbow brushing his. He tried to deny it. Trying to come up with any excuse or reason, but he simply couldn’t.

He was tired, overworked, irritated, angry... His emotions were simmering and Adrien honestly felt like he was going to go haywire at any moment, so he just grumbled and nodded, hoping she’d drop it.

The last thing he wanted to do was ruin her night after all.

Luckily for him, she caught on to his silent musings and didn’t press on further. She decided to slide closer though, and the blond couldn’t help it, he reached back.

Soon they were in a warm embrace on a cold night. She was talking about random things while her breath fogged, but he had half the mind to listen, his head resting comfortably in her shoulder while she side-hugged him and rested hers on top of his.

It was amazing what Marinette could do to make it all better.

And while the first snowflakes of the year started to fall from the sky, delighting him with her soft gasp of awe, he smiled.

Just Hear Those Bells

Read chapter on AO3

LadyNoir

If someone told Chat Noir he'd be kissed by Ladybug on the Eiffel Tower underneath mistletoe he'd faint.

Earlier in the evening, there had been an akuma attack, Monsieur Pigeon, again. With quick and swift reaction Ladybug and Chat Noir had taken him down. Not even having to use their powers. Nothing had been damaged during the attack. Finding the akuma had been so easy they could do it in their sleep.

After making sure Monsieur Ramier was okay Chat Noir and Ladybug agreed to hang out. They went around the city looking at lights and all the decorations. They ran into a few fans of the super duo. Taking pictures and signing autographs. Not necessary, but seeing the twinkle in the kid's eyes and the smiles they adorn talking and meeting Ladybug and Chat Noir they couldn't say no. 'Tis the season anyways! To bring joy and happiness to those around them.

The duo made their round to the Eiffel Town to relax and take the view. The lights and decorations had been gorgeous, but seeing them so high up was breathtaking.

Pointing and bouncing on their toes.

Chat Noir and Ladybug had walked to its other side when Chat Noir lazily looked up, taking notice of the plant. His heart thudding like a drum in his chest. He glanced at Ladybug from the corner of his eyes, gulping.

Fake coughing he nudges Ladybug with his elbow, pointing up when she looked at him confused. She followed his finger, her mouth going “oh.”

Chat tapped his fingers against the rails. “It is a tradition, but we don't have to.” He assured her quickly. However if Ladybug wanted to he wouldn't say no, but if she said, he'd pretend he never saw it and they would resume like before. Chat looked out, waiting for Ladybug's answer. He wasn't paying attention so he never noticed Ladybug taking a step towards him and standing on her tiptoes.

At that moment Chat Noir turned his head right at the moment Ladybug reached his face, giving him a peck on the lips.

“Merry Christmas, Mon Chaton.” A pink hue graced her cute freckled cheeks. She rocked on her heels. Glancing at Chat Noir she giggled as she saw him gaping like a fish.

Then.

His face exploded in red, he brought himself to a crouch on his legs, burying his face in his arms. “Buuuuug,” he whined. “It should be illegal to be that cute, you need to warn a cat before you act so cutely.”

Ladybug crouched beside, softly petting his hair. “I thought you would be ecstatic receiving a kiss from your lady.”

“I am!” He peeked from his arms, face still red. “It's a Christmas wish coming true for me.”

“Then why are you hiding from me.” She attempted to pull him out from his hiding space.

“Because you're not fair.”

“How am I not fair?”

“As I said, you need to warn me!”

“Okay, next time I will warn you.”

Chat's ears picked up. “Next time.” His face was still red but no longer hiding. He was grinning. Oh no, what had she gone and said.

Ladybug played with her pigtail. She stared at Chat. “Next time,” she said, nodding. Taking his face she brought his forehead to lips. Giving him a gentle kiss.

His hand clasped her arm as she pulled back. He hesitated before placing a kiss on her forehead as well.

Ladybug smiled at her partner. While he smiled back at her.

“Merry Christmas, Ladybug.”

                                                Silver Bells

                                                       -x-

                           Day 3: Fireplace - Adrienette & Emma

                                                       -x-

Marinette's day had been horrible, to say the least.

She was late to work because she'd spilled her coffee on herself, and now she was behind in her work. And because she was behind, she had to stay later. Not to mention the meetings that she'd had to attend which interrupted her time to catch up on her work. So yeah, her day has sucked so far. But it was finally over.

Taking out her keys to unlock the front door, she threw her purse on the couch, and hung up her coat. "Adrien! Are you home?" No response.

Maybe he had to stay late as well?  Though usually he would text me if that was the case. Then where's Emma!?! If he hadn't gotten her than-

Only, she was here. They both were. Emma curled up on Adrien's lap, in his arms, in front of the fireplace. She smiled to herself, taking in the adorable image, before gently prying Emma from his arms, which seemed to wake them both up.

"Mama!" Emma squealed excitedly, wrapping her arms around Marinette for a tight hug, before placing a sloppy kiss to her cheek. And Emma's squeal of delight seemed to wake Adrien up.

"Hey." He said with a smile, getting up to steal a hug as well (and a kiss). "How was your day today, Princess?"

"Ugh, just awful. But it's better now that I'm here with the three of you."

Adrien pulled away, confused. "Three?" He glanced down, and she smiled with a nod, placing a hand over her abdomen, transitioning Emma over to her side so she could hold her properly. He smiled then, wrapping his arms around the two (three) of them once more. "When did you find out?"

"A few days ago. And you totally ruined my surprise. I was supposed to tell you at our surprise dinner tonight. In fact Mme. Belle should be here right about-" Just then, a knock came out the door. "now."

"What do you say, M'lady? We can still have that wonderfully romantic dinner you planned."

She nodded, and gave him a smile. "Emma, why don't you go open the door for Mme. Belle, okay?"

"Okay, Maman!" She said happily, bounding over to the door.

She and Adrien followed after her, hand in hand.