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“Marinette, I’m here. I made it.” Adrien pulled the blue scarf from his neck, moving further into the dimly lit bakery, his eyes adjusting quickly from years of being Chat Noir. Despite giving up his superpowers years ago, he’d retained a few aspects of his alter ego, which he was grateful to have as he weaved his way toward the kitchen. “Mari?”
“In here.” Her singsong voice drew him toward the pantry, never failing to send his heart soaring at the sound of it.
She giggled a moment later as another voice invaded the quiet space.
He moved around the open door, his brow rising at the sight of the other woman. “Kagami? I thought you were out of town still. When did you get back?”
The woman eyed him with a sharp inspection that raised goosebumps along his skin. His heart stuttered when she gave him an approving smile.
Marinette’s eyes twinkled in the lit room, dancing between him and Kagami.
He felt a bit outnumbered as he waited for them to say or do something. After all, Marinette had been the one to summon him and Kagami’s presence had taken him by complete surprise, not expecting to see her until the following week.
They were up to something, or at least one of them was. He just couldn’t quite put his finger on what their endgame was yet, almost fearing it’d be the end of him before he learned it.
“Gami got back earlier today.” Marinette stepped forward, a bowlful of ingredients in one arm. She hooked his elbow with her free hand toward the kitchen. “Now, we’re going to have some fun and bake some cookies. Gami’s even promised to help out though she swears she’s not good at baking. I don’t believe her for a minute. She’s pretty amazing, wouldn’t you say?”
A look passed between the two women, something that Adrien hadn’t a clue how to decipher. He wished Nino and Alya had been available right then. Maybe they could decode what he was clearly missing.
Recovering, his voice rasped as he replied, “Yeah, she is. So are you, Mari.”
“Aww, you’re sweet.” She set the bowl down on the counter, picking out the ingredients and tossing him another smile as Kagami pulled an apron over her work clothes. Marinette picked up a spare one and handed it to him. “Here. Put this on, handsome.”
Quick to do as she asked, Adrien rushed to pull the apron over his head, belatedly recalling his jacket. Shaking himself a bit, he did his best to calm down as he shrugged out of the jacket’s leather arms and draped it over a nearby chair. With quick, proficient fingers, he managed to tie the apron’s strings after two failed attempts.
So much for calming down, he chided himself, his gaze darting between the two women as they continued to banter in whispered tones. He could make out a word here and there, but most of them remained lost as thoughts about this impromptu baking session and its meaning invaded.
Marinette handed him the bowl and a spoon while Kagami moved to pour ingredients they’d need into various cups and spoons.
Soon enough, she had them working in perfect rhythm, standing one side of him as Kagami stood on the other. Marinette’s expert hands rolled the mixture he’d stirred and kneaded to her specifications until she had a thin sheet of sugar cookie for each of them.
“So, Adrien, did you hear about Kagami’s recent promotion? She’s going to be staying in Paris from now on. Isn’t that awesome?”
Glancing from the assortment of cookie cutters, he offered Kagami a wide smile, whispering, “That’s amazing. I’m so happy for you, Gami.”
“Me, too,” Marinette chimed, pressing a kiss to Kagami’s cheek.
Adrien stilled as confusion assailed him. When had they gotten so cozy? Sure, he’d been seeing both of them casually, but he’d been unaware they’d spent much time together.
Recovering a bit, he picked up a cutter and proceeded to press it into his cookie dough.
“Hey, Adrien, we’ve been talking,” Kagami said, her voice soft yet calculating.
It set him on edge, fearing that maybe they were about to decide something that’d break him. Somehow, he maintained a normal voice as he muttered, “Oh? What about?”
“Well, I like you, and Marinette likes you. We know you like both of us. After we talked and spent some time together, we’ve come to realize we like each other, too. So, we were wondering—”
“How you’d feel if we made some changes to our current relationship?” Marinette finished Kagami’s sentence, her excitement palpable.
Adrien looked between them, unsure he was understanding this correctly. He caught the amused affection in Kagami’s eyes as she looked at Marinette, exasperation yet caring combined. Her hand ran casually down Marinette’s arm to link their hands together.
He couldn’t help wondering if they wanted to be together, but where would that leave him? Had they decided something that would mean he’d be left alone? He didn’t like the thought, but he couldn’t foresee a way around such a happenstance if they found happiness together.
Clearing his throat, he hoped his voice sounded calm as he asked, “What changes?”
“Oh, Gami, we’ve scared him.” Marinette rushed forward, wrapping her arms around him. “It’s okay, Chaton. It’s nothing bad. It’s actually something potentially wonderful but only if it’s something you want.”
He nodded, still not understanding as Kagami stepped forward and nestled into his side. One arm wrapped around his lower back as the other wound around Marinette’s waist.
“We’re not abandoning you, Adrien. We want to strengthen our relationship by being together with you.” She rose as high as her low heels would allow, pressing a kiss on his cheek before dropping a second one on Marinette’s. “You, Marinette, and me together.”
“What do you say?” Marinette asked, her hands dropping from his neck to his chest. “It might be a bit unconventional, but we can make it work. I know we can.”
He had to be dreaming. It wasn’t possible he could be so lucky to have two incredible women loving him and wanting a romantic relationship with him and each other. He didn’t know what to say, almost sure he’d wake up at any moment and find himself lonely and alone.
“Oh, no, we’ve shocked him. What do we do, Marinette? You were his partner for years. Is he going to be okay?”
He heard Kagami’s concern, but he couldn’t get himself to answer he’d be fine. He hadn’t a clue if he’d be fine. He couldn’t be sure this wasn’t a dream, a lovely dream that would eventually end.
“Chaton, hey.” Marinette tugged at his chin until he met her worried eyes. “You have to answer us. Are you okay? Do you need more time to think about it? You need to say something.”
“Dream,” he whispered, a little shocked by the breathy quality of his voice. He cleared his throat again, hoping to try for a normal tone but chagrined to find it still breathy. “Is this a dream? I’m dreaming, aren’t I?”
Both women chuckled, soft smiles spreading over their features.
“It’s not a dream, Chaton. We’re real.”
“I don’t know. It feels pretty dream-like to me.” Kagami winked at him, her hand tightening around his waist.
Marinette pinched Kagami’s arm, earning an indignant huff from the woman at his side.
“You’re not helping.” She turned back to him, her eyes large and hopeful. “Come on, Adrien, tell us you’ll consider this. Haven’t we denied this for far too long already?”
“You two have been considering this for a while?” He glanced between the two of them, catching the slightly sheepish expression on Marinette’s face and the small shrug Kagami gave him.
“Not as long as you might think. We’ve been in denial, too. Like Marinette said, it’s unconventional. Plus, I didn’t think I would feel the same for Marinette as I do for you, Adrien. But, I find I do, and I’m willing to give it a shot. As unlikely as it is, I’m certain we’ll make the best lovers out there together.” Kagami backed up her words by tugging him and Marinette closer.
Marinette’s hands slipped from his chest to wrap around them both, squeezing them impossibly closer with her incredible strength. “All we need is your consent, Chaton.”
He thought for another moment, his gaze going between them. He struggled to breathe a bit as they continued to hold him tight against him. He couldn’t quite imagine what the future would hold for them as the unlikeliest of lovers, but then, maybe they could make this work. Maybe, they could be happy. He just needed to take that leap of faith, right?
He’d done it once before and gained more blessings than he’d imagined possible when he’d accepted Plagg’s ring and the responsibilities of Chat Noir, superhero of Paris.
He could do it again.
Moving his hands to wrap around the two women holding him, he reciprocated their tight holds on him, laughing when they cried out for mercy. He let go, smiling and whispering, “Let’s do it. Let’s give this a shot. I love you two so much, you know that?”
They murmured they did and proceeded to show him how much they loved him in return.
A short time later, they returned to the counter and finished their baking project, making enough cookies to fill up the displays they’d promised for Sabine and Tom the next day.
After that, they returned to Adrien’s place where they snuggled on his large sofa and watched the latest movie he’d acquired for them.
He couldn’t imagine a better ending to the greatest day of his life.