¡Completed¡ #1 chatnoirxmarinette #1 MARINETTEXADRIEN: Sweet loving kind, Marinette, she was all of the above, she never expected to get kidnapped by a model/assassin/total bad guy.
She never wanted to get pregnant at her younger age, but it happen...
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-I have been asked to add this song to my story so... It's there-
~chattypoo~
''Wow, this is your office,'' Marinette asked as Adrien finally took her to see where he worked at his father's place. ''Yip have a seat'' he said sitting her on his chair. ''Wow, you really do take a lot of photos.'' Marinette giggled going through the open files on his desk. ''Heyyy you can't see those yet'' He snatched them from under her fingers. ''And you said I was mean'' She mumbled. ''So what do you do all day other than taking photos'' Mari asked. ''Uhh, I sit, I breathe, I call and text the love of my life, uh'' ''Wow'' he heard her whisper making him chuckle.
''I will always remember, the day we fell in love-'' she sang and stopped seeing Adrien staring at her. ''No, No continue you sound nice'' He smiled and sat on the desk. ''Will you sing it with me then'' she asked. ''Maybe, hang on'' He left the room and came back a few minutes with a man and a guitar. ''Oh my god you aren't serious'' She smiled. ''Of course, I am'' he took out a chair for the man to sit as he sat on the desk and Mari stood by the window.
''Start when you want kay'' she nodded.
🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶
Mari-
I will always remember The day you kissed my lips Light as a feather And it went just like this No, it's never been better Than the summer of 2002 (ooh) Uh, we were only eleven But acting like grown-ups Like we are in the present Drinking from plastic cups Singing, "Love is forever and ever" Well, I guess that was true (ooh)Dancing on the hood in the middle of the woods On an old Mustang, where we sang Songs with all our childhood friends And it went like this, say
together-
Oops, I got 99 problems singing bye, bye, bye Hold up, if you wanna go and take a ride with me Better hit me, baby, one more time, uh Paint a picture for you and me On the days when we were young, uh Singing at the top of both our lungs
