Marinette and Adrien frowned at the snowstorm raging outside. They were both stuck in Marinette’s room, the citizens of Paris having been strongly warned against going outside. They were fine but Marinette’s parents had gone out to make a delivery before the storm had gotten so bad. They had called to say they were fine but Marinette was still worried.

“I hope they’re okay,” Marinette murmured, staring out the window as if she could somehow see them from there.

“They’re fine, Marinette,” Adrien said in an attempt to soothe her, “they probably found shelter at a hotel or something. She sighed and walked over to him, hugging herself.

“I know but…,” she glanced at the window again, “I can’t help, I’m such a worrier.”

“If you want, we can call them again.” he offered, holding out her phone.

“...Okay,” Marinette padded over to him, reaching for her phone.

“Click”

“Gah!” Marinette jumped and tripped, falling onto Adrien. He caught her, making sure she didn’t get hurt. “T-thanks-” she stopped when she realized how dark the room had become. The power had gone out. Instantly, she wrapped her arms around Adrien and buried her face in his chest, trembling.

Adrien looked down at the shivering girl curiously. “Marinette?”

“Yes?” she asked, still holding onto him.

“Are you afraid of the dark?” he questioned, mindlessly wrapping his arms around the small figure. For a moment, her shaking stopped.

“Y-yes,” she answered, hugging him tighter and grateful that he couldn’t see her blushing face in the dark. His chest rumbled as he laughed.

“You’re adorable,” he said, rubbing her head affectionately.

“Don’t tease me,” she pouted, a mix of anger and embarrassment in her voice.

“I’m not,” he assured her. “Let go of me for a minute and I’ll see if I can find a candle or flashlight.”

“No!,” her grip tightened and her body started trembling again, “I-it’s fine. Just stay here. I’m sure the lights will be restored sooner or later.”

“I won’t leave the room, I promise.” A bright light suddenly pierced the dark and she could see Adrien smiling at her, holding her glowing phone in his hand. “You can watch me if you want.”

Shaking, Marinette slowly took the phone from his hands, “O-okay.”

“Good girl,” he patted her before standing up. Silent, Marinette watched him move about the room. After a few minutes, he returned with a blanket, a candle, and matches. Carefully placing the newly-lit candle and matches on the floor, he sat a small distance away from her, his hands spread open with the ends of the blanket clutched in them.

“Come here, princess.”

Silently, she crawled over to him and placed herself in his lap. His hands closed over hers, enveloping them in a warm blanket cocoon. He sighed contently as he hugged her small frame.

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“Is this for you or for me,” Marinette asked, laughing as she tilted back her head to look at him.

“Who says it’s not for both of us?” he replied, grinning back at her. They stared at each other in silence, happiness dancing in their eyes. Suddenly, Marinette moved upwards and kissed him on the nose. She smirked at his resulting blush, the red glowing in the candlelight.

“W-what was that for?” he squawked, looking at her with wide eyes. She giggled.

“Payback,” she answered simply.

“For what?!”

“For being so gosh darned cute,” she smiled up at him innocently as his blush deepened. Abruptly, he leaned down and kissed her forehead. He smirked; now she was the red one.

“H-hey!” she protested, pouting.

“You’re cuter than I am, so you deserve a kiss as well,” he pointed out as he grinned. She was silent. Then, she kissed his cheek. He kissed her cheek to counter her. They stared up at each other, smiling. Slowly, they moved each other so that their lips connected softly. After a few seconds, they pulled away. Love shone in both their eyes.

“I love you, Adrien,” Marinette whispered to him, smiling.

“I love you too, Marinette.”

Happily, she snuggled into him and he pulled him closer to him. They closed their eyes, savoring the small, warm, comfortable moment. Next to the candle, Tikki and Plagg were also cuddled into a corner of the blanket close to the candle.

Marinette’s parents found them cuddled together, smiling as they slept soundly, with Tikki giggling and Plagg groaning at the lovebirds out of sight.