Hypothetically Ever After
[childhood friends AU, adrienette, slowburn, fake/pretend relationship]
Trying to make the most of their annual two-week long family holiday, Marinette enlists her best friend Adrien’s help with a task of utmost importance:
Snagging the boy of her dreams, who just so happens to be his older brother.
But as it turns out, she’s not the only one with schemes at play this summer, and if she’s not careful, she might wind up getting far more than she bargained for in the pursuit of her storybook romance.
Of course it could never be simple. This was Adrien and Marinette, after all.
Only they could manage to find the most circuitous route towards falling in love.
a fic inspired by jennifer echols’s the boys next door, and starrycove’s Brothers AU (where PV Félix is Adrien’s older brother) because both of them have lived in my head and my heart for many years.
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epilogue
One year later
-x-
Marinette lay on her back, staring up into the canopy of leaves above her head, cataloguing all of the different shades of green she could see. There was Kelly green, and spring green, and the yellow-green of the leaves when the sun hit them just right.
A face appeared above hers, with eyes that were as green as the trees above them, and her most favourite shade of all.
“Marinette?” Adrien asked. “Were you listening to me?”
She hummed, stretching with the satisfaction of a well-fed housecat.
“Sorry, I think I fell asleep for a second there. I was very comfortable,” she reached for him, pulling his face down so she could kiss him. It was tender, full of all the warmth of a lazy summer afternoon.
Her fingers carded through the soft hair at the nape of his neck, and Adrien shivered, pressing her down more insistently into the blanket they were laying on.
He pulled back after a moment, blinking down at her as though in a daze. Then his face broke into a wide grin.
“You’re forgiven.”
“Glad to hear it,” Marinette laughed, pushing herself into a sitting position. “What were you saying though?”
Adrien sat back on his haunches. “I was asking whether you thought I should invite my friend Nino to come and visit for a few days.”
“Oh?” Marinette straightened, her full attention on him now. “I mean, I think it’s a great idea. But do you think your dad would go for it?”
“That’s the craziest thing,” Adrien was practically bouncing with excitement. “My dad was the one who suggested it! He said that since Félix wasn’t going to be able to come and visit this summer after all that I could invite one of my friends to come and spend a weekend down here. He even gave me money for the ticket!”
Will the wonders never cease… Marinette mused. Gabriel Agreste actually not being a complete dick for once? Never thought I’d live to see the day.
“That’s great!” Was what she said instead, not wanting to rain on Adrien’s parade by voicing her opinions of his father when he was so excited at the prospect of finally being able to do something normal like having a friend come and stay over. In fact, other than when they were little, she wasn’t sure if Félix and Adrien had ever been allowed to have friends stay over. “You should invite him to visit the same weekend that Alya is coming down! Then we can all hang out together.”
After having missed out on all of the so-called excitement last summer, Alya had told her in no uncertain terms that there was no way she was going to, quote: “miss out on another summer full of hotties.” And so her best friend was coming up the following weekend, and staying for the remaining week after Marinette’s parents returned to Paris. Alya had been going on for weeks about how much she was looking forward to getting out of the city and enjoying the beautiful scenery.
And by beautiful scenery, Marinette knew she was mainly referring to the hot rich people that seemed to exist in abundance around the lake in summertime.
Adrien’s friend coming to join them would be perfect, because then Marinette wouldn’t have to feel quite so guilty about making Alya third-wheel her and Adrien whenever they went out.
“Awesome!” Adrien grinned, before his expression dimmed slightly. “I hope he comes. Nino’s been really down in the dumps lately. He hasn’t told me much about it, but I know he and his girlfriend broke up not that long ago... I think it would do him some good to get away for a while. Take his mind off things.”
Marinette nodded sagely. “Alya always says that the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else.”
And then she had An Idea.
An awful idea.
Marinette had a wonderful, awful idea.
Adrien’s eyes met hers, widening slightly as he took in the look on her face. She watched as he ran the numbers, arriving at the same conclusion she had moments prior.
“Oh no,” he said.
“Oh yes,” Marinette knew her eyes must be lit with a maniacal glow, but she couldn’t help it. She loved a good scheme.
“This is a bad idea.”
She scoffed. “Oh, pish posh. It’s just a little summer romance. What’s the worst that could happen?”
Adrien gave her a flat, unimpressed look.
Really? His expression seemed to say.
“Oh. Right.” They had been down this road once before. Still, she waved off his concern. This and that were not the same thing at all.
Things would be much more straightforward this time around. There wasn’t nearly as much at stake, not to mention the lack of history between Nino and Alya. Setting them up should be a breeze.
“Don’t worry, handsome. I’ve got it all under control,” she assured him, jumping to her feet full of vim and vigour. She even threw him a wink for good measure.
Adrien paled slightly.
“And that right there is exactly what I’m afraid of.”
“Hey!” She pouted at him in mock offense. Adrien gazed back at her, his expression fond and mildly exasperated.
After a moment, he let out a sigh.
“Fine. Fine!” He threw his hands up in the air, the universal gesture of surrender. Marinette smirked. Gotcha. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you. And when this blows up in our faces, I fully reserve the right to say I told you so.”
Marinette gave him a sly look.
“Oh, you know you secretly love it,” she singsonged. Adrien’s lips twitched.
“I admit nothing.”
“And you love meeee…” She was just goading him now, but he was so much fun to tease that she couldn’t help herself. When he got especially riled up, his ears would turn the most darling shade of pink that it made her want to nibble them right off his head.
Marinette blushed at the direction her thoughts had taken. She cleared her throat.
“Yeah, I do,” Adrien admitted with a bashful smile, his eyes softening in that way that always made her all warm and gooey inside.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng! Do not jump your boyfriend’s bones on this picnic blanket. You both have places to go and things to do today. And your parents could look out the window at any moment!
“C’mon,” she said, deciding it would be wise to heed her inner voice’s advice this one time.
She extended a hand to Adrien, and he allowed her to haul him to his feet, his fingers assuming their rightful place in between each of her own.
Besides, there would be plenty of time for that later.
Marinette beamed at him, swinging their joined hands between them.
They had nothing but time now. Time and each other.
“We’ve got planning to do.”
-x-
FIN.
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