a tol mari/smol adrien au birthday drabble for the lovely @haydentone!
Marinette Dupain-Cheng thinks that Adrien Agreste is the most wonderful boy she has ever met in her life. He’s sweet, he’s kind, he’s friendly, and the best superhero partner anyone could have: he’s the Chat Noir to her Ladybug, and together, they keep Paris safe from the machinations of their nemesis, Hawk Moth, and over the past two years, they’ve become best friends…and now, perhaps, something more.
Because two weeks ago, Adrien finally asked Marinette to go out on a date with him, and she said yes.
She’s excited beyond belief. But there’s just one thing Marinette is nervous about: Adrien Agreste is five inches shorter than her, and twice as graceful.
At 5’8’, Marinette is one of the tallest girls in her class, and along with her height, she’s awkward, clumsy, and constantly knocking things over.
Adrien, on the other hand, is small, compact, and lithe—it’s no wonder he’s been given the mantle of Chat Noir, easily slipping and sliding into corners and leaping with the grace of his namesake.
He’s the yin to her yang, and Marinette truly feels like she balances him out, but there are often times where she feels like he should be with someone as small and cute as he is.
After all, it’s not like Adrien lacks any admirers—even though he’s technically too short to be a model, Gabriel Agreste is a powerful enough force in the fashion world that nobody thought to question him when he decided to make his son the face of the Agreste brand, and it’s clear that his instincts were right; Adrien is charismatic and charming, and ever since he started modeling, sales have gone off the charts.
The thing is, it’s not like they lack rapport or that Marinette is nervous being around him; three years of being his superhero partner and dealing with his horrible sense of humor has taken them well beyond that point.
It’s just one stupid little thing: she’s worried about how she’s going to go about kissing him.
Marinette has gone on dates with lots of boys; but all of them have either been her height or slightly taller than her, so she’s never actually had to worry about the actual mechanics of kissing someone with a significant height gap—especially someone shorter than her.
And she knows that all of the girls that Adrien has dated before have all been his height or shorter as well. Is he as worried about this as she is?
Maybe not; he is a part of the fashion world, and he poses with tall, leggy models everyday.
Then again, none of those models have kissed him on the lips.
Should they sit while kissing? Find steps he can stand on to be taller than her? Should she pull out her favorite rom coms and pay attention to what the guy is doing when he kisses the girl?
Marinette really doesn’t know.
So by the time Adrien finally shows up at the bakery for their date, all smiles, she’s run through fifty different scenarios in her head, potential spots to kiss, what to do if it’s awkward, thought through all the different places she could place her hands, and she’s about to pass out from the anticipation of it all.
So nervous is she that she doesn’t even realize until they’ve arrived at the venue that he’s brought her to a concert for her favorite musician: Jagged Stone.
The sets are filled with their favorite songs, fast paced and with a wild heart, and soon, Marinette forgets to be nervous and starts enjoying herself again, remembering that’s she’s at an incredible concert with her best friend in the world and that she wouldn’t want to be anywhere else right now.
But then Jagged starts playing a slow, romantic ballad, and all of Marinette’s nerves come rushing back like a tidal wave—until Adrien laughs sweetly and takes her hands, smiling as he feels the thrum of her rapid pulse through her fingers.
His hands are big and warm, and when he reaches up on his tiptoes to cup her cheeks, Marinette stops thinking entirely. Before she knows it, she’s carried away on waves of bliss, her arms wrapped around his waist as she leans down to press her lips against his.
And in that moment, Marinette realizes that there’s nothing simpler than this; a kiss with the one you love.
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