Hello all, it's been a while since I posted fic so bare with me. This idea popped into my head after talking to my bf about embarassing things so I thought I'd post it on here. Please enjoy (or don't. I can't tell you what to do).

Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug or it's characters. I am simply borrowing them to make them do things I wish happened on the show.

Marinette messed up. She messed up big time.

Not only did she ruin her chances with Adrien, a chance she had been waiting for for almost five years, but she ruined her reputation in the process.

She sighed as she sloshed home in her dripping wet dress and soggy heels. Her hair dripping water down her face as onlookers gawked at the girl in the floor length gown covered in water with mascara running down her face. Yep. She definitely messed up.

Once they graduate high-school, Marinette, Alya, Nino and Adrien all ended up attending the same university, for different majors of course. Alya was studying journalism and even got an internship at the local news station. Nino was studying music theory and hoped to become a successful producer one day. Adrien, the over-achiever he was, was double majoring in business and design. And finally, there was Marinette, studying fashion design in hopes of one day starting her own line. The fact that she heard Adrien was studying design as well obviously had no influence on her decision at all, ok, maybe it helped to solidify her choice, but that was it!

The fact that the two shared a major worked in Marinette's favor, in her opinion. Adrien and she had shared a few classes together which lead to working together on a few projects as well. This made Marinette and Adrien grow even closer as friends, and Marinette would even dare to say that Adrien was her best friend, next to Alya of course.

It was during one of their shared classes that Adrien had given her the opportunity she had always dreamed of.

"Hey Marinette?" he had asked, his shyness showing through in the way he avoided her gaze and practically whispered his question.

"Yes Adrien?" She replied, turning to face him and placing a hand on his shoulder, hoping to put him at ease for whatever he was asking.

His hands continued their diligent work sewing the design they had dreamed up, a floor length black sleeveless dress, accented with red jewels on the skirt and near the top of the sweetheart neckline. The mermaid dress was then finished off with intricate embroidery embodying the entirety off the dress, though barely visible enough to see from afar it gave the dress a pop that could mesmerize even the least fashion-minded of people.

They were almost completed with the dress and had only a few more jewels to attach as Adrien cleared his throat.

"So. Um. You see father is hosting a party. It's actually more of a ball if I want to be honest with myself. And he wants me to bring a date. But I haven't really connected with any of the girls at this school so um. I was wondering if…" He paused and took a deep breath. "I was wondering i-if you w-would be my d-date?"

He looked away quickly, staring with too much concentration at the needle in his hand.

"Y-you want to t-take me. A-as your d-date!" Marinette managed to stutter out, though with great difficulty. She couldn't believe it! Adrien, the man she'd been in love with for years, was asking her out! She was jumping up and down with joy, well, at least on the inside. On the outside, she was looking in awe at the handsome man that stood before her.

"I-I would love t-to."

That Saturday night, Marinette waited in her room for Adrien to come pick her up. It was only 5 minutes until 8, the time he had said he would pick her up.

Marinette took a deep breath as Tikki zipped from her clutch purse and kissed the nervous girl on the cheek.

"Marinette, you'll be fine. You've waited so long for this and you have become such close friends with him. There's no way this can go wrong. Especially with my good luck!"

Marinette smiled at the cute ladybug kawami and giggled. Tikki was right, she was just hanging out with Adrien, something she had done a million times since they had been friends. She didn't stutter around him anymore and had even been to his house multiple times without fainting. What could go wrong?

Marinette heard a knock on the door and Tikki, after giving Marinette what she assumed was supposed to be a thumbs up, zipped back into the young woman's clutch. Deciding to munch on some of the cookies Marinette had stashed in there to keep Tikki busy.

She opened the door to find Adrien wearing a strikingly pristine black suit. He sported a lime green tie and bright red roses in his hand.

"These are for y-," He started to peak before looking up and seeing Marinette wearing the dress they had made together. It hugged her body in all the right places and showed off her nicely rounded bottom (something she accredited to her work as Ladybug).

"Wow… You look… Wow… Just… stunning," Adrien stuttered this out without taking his eyes off of the girl standing in front of him. Along with the dress Marinette wore a matching shawl she must have made after they finished the dress, the gloves that they had made to go along with their creation and strappy bright red heels that looked like they could kill a man. She had ditched her usual pigtails for a sophisticated side bun with a braid leading to it. She wore light natural makeup, except her lipstick. It was bright, killer read. The kind that screams sexy. The kind the badass women in movies wear.

"L-Let's get going then, shall we?" Adrien managed to get out, still staring in awe. He held out his arm and Marinette took it gratefully.

"O-Of course. Lead the way."

Marinette was standing at the edge of the dance floor. Adrien had been swept up by his father's colleagues as soon as he stepped foot in the room, leaving Marinette to wander around alone. Some of the biggest names in fashion were there, Vera Bradley, Calvin Klein, and of course, Mr. Agreste, Adrien's 'loving' father. Marinette sighed and swirled the glass of wine in her hand, seeing as she had turned 18 a couple months ago, and once again looked around the dance floor, only to see Ralph Lauren approaching her.

"Excuse me miss. I must ask, who made your dress?"
She stood there in shock, shaking her head to compose yourself.

"I-I did sir!" She said with star-struck enthusiasm. The famous designer laughed sympathetically.

"Well I must say, it is gorgeous. The embroidery, absolutely divine. Adrien is lucky to have such a talented girl as you as his girlfriend."

Marinette blushed fiercely, "Actually him and I are just friends." The disappointment was clear in her tone of voice.

"Well," Ralph said, "He better snatch you up before I do!" The man chuckled before walking off to converse with the other guests.

"Don't worry about him. He likes to tease up and coming designers." Marinette jumped as she heard the deep voice behind her and spun around, her face running into Adrien's chest. His very, very toned chest, if she might add.

"A-Adrien! Hey. I thought you were talking to those men over there?"

"I ditched them. If father is going to tell me to take a date, I sure as hell am going to dance with her." He held out his hand, asking her to take it. It was like something out of her dreams. Her love, standing and asking her to dance. Wedding bells aren't far away after this! Well, at least in her mind.

She tentatively took the blonde model's hand and walked with him to the dance floor. The pair started swaying with the rhythm of the music.

"Wow, you're a wonderful dancer, Adrien." Marinette stated, amazed by how elegantly he seemed to twirl them around the dance floor.

"Father made me take ballroom dance lessons for 3 years, I would hope I would be good." The two laughed and continued their dance. Finally, the final song was played and guests began heading outside to wait for their limos. Adrien and Marinette stood by the fountain by the exit to the Agreste ballroom.

"Thank you again for coming with me. These things are usually boring but it was much more fun with you here with me." Adrien flashed his pearly white smile and Marinette almost melted.

"Of course! I enjoyed myself! Thank you for inviting me." Marinette wrapped her arms around Adrien with a hug of gratitude. Excited she got the chance to spend this time with him.

Then, Adrien gave a different kind of smile. I smile she was used to seeing on the lips of one mischievous, cat-themed crime fighter. Not her sweet and chivalrous model date.

"Anything for you, beautiful." His smirk grew as he cupped her face. Marinette's face reddened instantly. HE leaned down slowly, as if to build suspense, then change his trajectory to kiss her on the cheek. He smiled and pulled away, seemingly satisfied with his little tease. At that moment, something welled up inside her. She had been waiting five damn years for this moment and she refused to settle for a measly cheek kiss. IF he was going to kiss her, it sure as hell was going to be a real one.

The small girl stood up on her tiptoes, put her hands on the stunned man's cheeks and pulled him down until he was face to face with her.

"You missed." Was all she said before slamming her face to his, which she didn't mean to do. Rather than the searing kiss she was hoping to give the love of her life, the poor super-hero in disguise ended up knocking her teeth with his, causing them both to recoil in pain and hold their mouth. Unfortunately, in her eagerness to pull back, she felt the fountain that was behind her hit her heels. Time seemed to slow as the poor girl fell backwards into the ice-cold water. She gasped as she struggled to stand up in her soggy dress.

'This can't get any worse,' the young woman thought to herself.

She realized her mistake in that assumption a second later. As she stood she reached for the top of her dress to pull it up in an attempt at modesty, but all she felt was bare skin. She reached again and this time she got a handful of her own boob. She looked down and saw why. Her sleeveless dress had slipped down almost to her waste when she had struggled in the water, leaving her exposed from the waist up.

She stood horrified and looked up at the crowd, all had gone silent when they heard the commotion in the water and they were all staring in shock at the half-naked, dripping wet young lady that was staring before them.

The blush Marinette was sporting was pretty obvious seeing as it went down her face, neck, and even to her, well, you know, she was pretty much exposed. She quickly hiked up her dress, stepped out of the fountain and bolted to the gates of the mention, running for her life, or at least she was in her mind. Adrien's calls fell on deaf ears as she raced out the gates and down the street, not taking even a second to look back.

So, there she was, walking down the street in a soaking wet ball gown in the middle of the night. Sloshing through the crowd of tourists and club-goers. She sighed as she spotted her building come into sight. She had almost reached the building when a loud scream and mischievous cackling broke through the silence that surrounded her.

Tikki slowly emerged from her purse, looking at Marinette sympathetically while the young woman groaned in frustration.

"Seriously. Are you kidding me!?" The frustrated girl yelled to the heavens.

"Sorry Marinette. But this needs to be done." The aspiring designer sighed but agreed. With an entirely unenthusiastic "spots on".

The next Monday Marinette sulked into class. Feeling less than excited to see the love of her life again after she literally flashed him her boobs. She sighed as she took her usual seat and class begun. She noticed the lack of Adrien and wondered what was going on when she noticed the young man sitting up front, with a different girl, chatting happily away.

'Great. He hates me so much he doesn't even want to sit with me anymore," she snarked internally. She knew she had ruined her chances. But she hoped she didn't ruin her friendship with Adrien.

At the end of class Marinette quickly picked up her things and scrambled out of the classroom, not bothering to chance a glance at Adrien nor listening to what he was saying to the young girl next to him.

"Yes so father would love it if your father would come over for dinner." The blonde said to the girl next to him. "Would you mind relaying the message for me?"

"Of course. I'll tell him as soon as I get home from class .Goodbye Adrien."

Adrien sighed as the girl walked out the door. He hated how his father made him befriend all this people he didn't seem to have much in common with. He turned, hoping to see his friend when he noticed her seat was empty. His brow furrowed in worry over the poor girl. She must have been so embarrassed. She didn't answer his calls or texts and he was a little worried. Ge decided to call her again that night to give her a bit more time to recover.

Ladybug landed stealthily on the Eiffel Tower, where she and Chat Noir had decided to meet for patrol that night.

"Hello My Lady." She turned to see Chat standing there, leaning against a beam.

"Chat got your tongue?" He asked at her lack of replies, the heroine rolling her eyes at the pun.

"I'm not in the mood tonight Kitty." She said exasperated. Chat looked at her curiously and approached, putting his face only inches from her's, studying it intensely.

"What's got my Bugaboo feeling blue?" He asked. Though he still joked around, she knew his question to be sincere. She sighed, unable to lie to the man she trusted with her life.

"I went on a date this weekend, before that Akuma attack Saturday." She saw a flash of hurt cross his face before it quickly disappeared.

"It didn't go well. I thought maybe we could get passed it except the guy I went out with didn't even want to be near me."

Chat frowned at this statement and Mari knew exactly what he was thinking, 'What man would want to avoid my Ladybug?'

"Well he's an idiot. I would give anything to go on a date with you." This didn't surprise Ladybug in the slightest. It seemed almost every time they saw each other Chat tried to woo her into going on a date. Bringing her flowers, chocolates, even cookies (which were pointless considering the generous care packages her parents sent to her every week filled with baked goods).

"Kitty. Let's face it. I screwed up. And he'll never take me on another date again." Chat looked at her intensely with his big emerald eyes. They threatened to suck her in.

"I'll take you on a date M'lady. And trust me, I wouldn't avoid you afterwards," He said, but they both knew he was only half joking.

For once, Marinette actually thought about it. Chat, excluding the puns, was generally fun to hang around, she'd even say she'd grown fond of the alley-cat over their years as a team. She trusted him with her life, and knew he was loyal. He was there to support her (even that one time she cried so hard she got snot all over his suit when she got a bad grade) and he never gave her reason to doubt his devotion. Plus, she'd ruined her chances with Adrien completely. What the hell, maybe he would prove himself to be better than expected.

"Just one date."

"But M'lady, if you just give me a cha- wait what?" Chat Noir paused mid-sentence in shock, prepared to be turned down as usual. But he wasn't and he didn't know what to do.

"Chat!" Ladybug snapped her fingers in front of the silent hero's face. "I said, we can try out just one date. We still maintain our identities and it will have to be at night. But… we can try."

Chat finally processed what was happening and nodded eagerly.

"Of course, Bugaboo! You won't regret it! I promise". Ladybug couldn't help but smile at his enthusiastic response and goofy grin.

"Alright, but for now, we have some patrolling to do." She grinned at the still stunned Kitty and leapt off the tower, throwing her yoyo at a light pole and swinging away. Chat shook his head and soon followed after her.

So, Whta did you think? I haven't written any fanfiction in a long time so CONSTRUCTIVE feedback is welcome. I hope to post the next xhapter soon so stay tuned my Lovies!

-ThatDorkyFangirl