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Two years later….
Marinette stitched the final designs on her skirt that was on her mannequin.
“Perfect!” she said taking a picture of it.
“That is beautiful, Marinette!” her classmate, Amelia, said.
“Think so? I decided to shorten the hem. I thought that way you could dress it up or down anytime of the year,”
“I love it! It definitely says Marinette Original!”
“Thanks Amelia,” Marinette said taking the skirt off the mannequin
“So how’re things with your handsome boyfriend? You seem to always grin like an idiot after you two spend the night together. I trust he’s keeping you warm during these cold winter nights we’ve been having,”
Marinette blushed and giggled at that. “I do not! Yes, he’s been keeping me warm. And we’re very happy together. In fact, after this, I am meeting him, Alya and Nino for dinner at-“ she looked at the clock.
“Aah! I was supposed to meet Adrien outside 20 minutes ago! I gotta go!” she said quickly gathering her things and running out the door.
Amelia just laughed and rolled her eyes.
Marinette ran down the steps to the outside when she tripped nearly falling on the icy pavement only to be caught by a familiar pair of arms.
“Careful. You okay?” the voice said.
She looked up to see her boyfriend, Adrien.
“Y-Yeah, I’m fine. So, so good,” Marinette said.
Even after two years together, he still managed to make her nervous.
“I guess you’ve fallen for me once again, m’lady,” Adrien said.
She rolled her eyes at that. “Please. Even after two years, your puns still suck and are cheesy,”
“You enjoy them and you know it,”
Marinette just looked at him. “Good thing you’re pretty,”
Adrien pulled her close. “Yeah, but you’re prettier,”
Marinette blushed and could feel his warm breath against her lips. She was just about to give in to his kiss when they heard two familiar voices.
“Ugh! You guys are gross!” Nino said.
“Yeah. So ever regret shipping you two,” Alya said.
Adrien and Marinette laughed at that.
“You love us and you know it,” Adrien said putting his arm around Marinette.
“Yeah, yeah. So you’ve told us,” Nino said.
“How can you regret shipping us? You wanted this to happen more than anyone,” Marinette said to Alya.
Alya rolled her eyes. "Okay. Let's go eat! I'm starving!"
Marinette laughed at that as they made their way to the restaurant.
Marinette attended IFA Paris. Her dad was a little disappointed that she wouldn’t take over the family bakery, but after seeing her designs and all her creations, he realized she truly does have a gift she should enhance.
Alya got into École Supérieure de Journalisme de Paris aka EJP (School of Journalism) on a full scholarship to study Journalism. After their freshman year, her and Marinette got an apartment together.
Nino attended IMEP Paris College of Music on a scholarship as well learning any and all things he can about music, composing and producing. He loved every moment of it.
Adrien attended LISSA School of Art and Design majoring in Animation. It took A LOT of convincing from Gabriel to let Adrien attend it, but after a lot of talking, cooperation and understanding, Gabriel agreed to let Adrien pursue it.
Like Alya and Marinette, after their freshman year, him and Nino got an apartment together as well. Of course the four of them frequently visited one another.
After dinner, Alya and Nino headed back home while Marinette and Adrien decided to take in the sights a little longer.
“Don’t stay out too late, Mari! It gets colder at night!” Alya called.
“Adrien, you better keep your lady warm!” Nino called.
“And be safe!”
“Always use protection!”
“And don’t do anything stupid and crazy!”
Marinette turned beat red as she covered her face.
“You guys are so embarrassing!” Adrien called turning red as well.
“That’s why you love us!” Nino called.
“We’ll see you later!” Marinette called.
Alya and Nino laughed as they made their way down the street.
“Our friends are crazy,” Adrien said.
“Yeah, but they’re right. We do love them,” Marinette said.
They laughed as they started walking along the path near the Eiffel Tower with Adrien’s hand wrapped around hers.
Two year later and they were still happy.
“I’m so sorry I made you wait that long. I was finishing up a skirt and lost track of time,” Marinette said.
Adrien chuckled. “I figured. It’s okay. Your passion is one of the things I love about you,”
Marinette smiled and blushed a little. “So how were your classes?”
“Good. We have to write a story about something supernatural happening to two characters. I decided to write about how this boy and girl who’ve known each other for year, couldn’t stand each other and then one bizarre night they switch bodies!”
“Really? That sounds crazy and exciting all at once! So tell me, how does it end?”
“Can’t tell you. I don’t want to ruin the surprise,”
Marinette giggled. She stopped and looked at the Eiffel Tower. “Can you believe two years ago we hated each other’s guts and we switched bodies one bizzare night? And here we are now,”
“And when we switched back, we got together and danced in the rain late into the night!”
“Yeah. I got a really bad cold after that,”
“You wanted to take a crazy risk,”
“And I don’t regret that! That night was hands down the best night of my life!”
“It was mine too. You know, aside from our first date where we went roller skating,”
Marinette groaned and hid her face in her hands. “Don’t remind me! That was so embarrassing!”
Adrien chuckled a little at that. “You eventually got the hang of it,”
“Yeah after I held on to you,”
“I’m pretty sure I didn’t complain,” He pulled Marinette close to her. “Seriously though. Mari, you are without a doubt the best thing to happen to me in a very long time,”
Marinette smiled at that. “I guess it was good thing we were bizarrely switched,”
“No. It was in us all along. We just needed a push,”
“I love you Adrien Agreste,”
“I love you too Marinette Dupain-Cheng,”
Marinette cupped his cheek and pulled him into a loving yet passionate kiss. Adrien kissed back wrapping his arms around her waist.
Just like it felt on that night two years ago. Finally together and perfect.
However, from a distance, a familiar old man was watching the happy couple as he was making is way back to his shop.
He smiled at his accomplished work. “Those two are made for each other,”