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Wow.
That was the first thought that entered his mind when meeting the new intern for the first time.
His mind kicked itself to reboot. He was twenty-four for crying out loud. He would not turn into a stuttering mess just because this woman was absolutely gorgeous.
Her midnight black hair was shoulder length, curled into soft locks. Ocean blue eyes peered at him curiously, a fire of inner strength burning behind them. And those lips... no, no, NO. He couldn’t go there. He was supposed to be professional. This. Was. Work.
Adrien willed himself back to reality, focusing on the woman in front of him. She was smiling politely, but he could guess she was nervous. It was a big deal getting accepted as an intern for Gabriel Agreste. She must have quite the talent to have drawn the attention of his father. After all, the man was known for being hard to impress.
He reached out his hand and put on one of his business smiles.
“Welcome to Gabriel, miss Dupain-Cheng.”
She took his hand and her smile brightened. “Thank you, oh but please call me Marinette.”
Adrien decided he liked this girl.
“Well, Marinette, my name is Adrien and I’ll be in charge of your time here while an intern.”
Her eyes widened with surprise. “Adrien? As in Adrien Agreste?”
He chuckled, used to this reaction. “The one and only.”
Marinette clapped her hands together. “I thought you looked familiar. You modeled that amazing tuxedo featured in the last month’s issue. The sewing must’ve been a nightmare with all those intricate details but what an impression! Not to mention that fabric - just the right shade of charcoal to match the light green shirt. I got so many ideas from...” She stopped mid-sentence and slammed her hand over her mouth, her face flushing pink. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m babbling.”
“It’s fine.” Adrien chuckled again, trying to hide his surprise. Usually girls would fangirl about him, not his clothes.
He liked this better.
Adrien decided Marinette was the most interesting girl he’d ever met.
He wanted to know more about her.
Behind Marinette, Adrien caught sight of his father’s assistant Nathalie subtly pointing to her watch.
Right. Work.
“I’m glad to hear you like my father’s designs.” He gave her a genuine smile before stepping back and gesturing toward the hallway. “Now, if you follow me, I’ll show you around the office and then where you’ll be working for the next twelve months.”
...
That night Adrien threw himself on his bed, back first, and buried his scarlet face in his hands.
“What am I going to do?” He groaned.
A small black silhouette joined him on the bed. He parted his fingers and peered at the cat who’d plopped on his back, showing off his stomach. An insistent purr drew a smile to his lips and one hand started massaging the cat’s tummy.
“Seriously Plagg... I’m screwed.” He sighed.
Flashbacks to the office wandered in front of his eyes. Him and Marinette talking as he showed her around, conversation flowing easily and effortlessly. Her laughing as he dared a joke, the sweetest sound on earth that he already craved to hear every second of every day. Her excitement when being showed her workspace, with her eyes shining and hand twitching to start working. Her bright smile...
Another loud groan escaped him.
He would not be the guy who fell in love at first sight. He couldn’t. He wasn’t.
He groaned again upon remembering her little happy wiggle dance as she was shown the fabrics and supplies she was to work with..
He was done for.