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La Vie En Rose

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Des yeux qui font baisser les miens

Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche

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De l'homme auquel j'appartiens

The music filled the room, softly echoing through the rooms of the large Parisian apartment, reflecting the joyful and carefree atmosphere, making it feel like a safe-heaven for the woman dancing unconsciously to the music.

The sun was slowly setting outside, behind the Eiffel Tower she would be able to see from the next window, if she looked out. The sun was casting a low, burning red glow in the whole living room, making it looked like the furniture was on fire. The young woman woman´s attention was directed to someone she was carefully cradling in her arms.

Quand il me prend dans ses bras

Il me parle tout bas

Je vois la vie en rose

As if listening to the sing, a hue of pink glowed in the peach-coloured sky, illuminating the dress of the young designer. She kept swinging delicately to the music, her bundle of joy, still in her arms.

Il me dit des mots d'amour

Des mots de tous les jours

Et ça me fait quelque chose

Il est entré dans mon cœur

Une part de Bonheur

The young woman leaned down and kissed her baby´s round, plump cheek, inhaling the soft baby´s scent. The small baby was sleeping peacefully in her arms, not bothered by the bright light in the room, nor the music playing and his mother singing along.

Dont je connais la cause

C'est lui pour moi, moi pour lui, dans la vie

Il me l'a dit, l'a juré, pour la vie

Et dès que je l'aperçois

Alors je sens en moi,

Mon cœur qui bat

A huge smile made his way back on her thin rosy lips, as she kept staring at her child, contented to have made him stop crying. Her poor baby had been sick for a few days and was exhausted, and had decided that if he couldn´t sleep, nobody in the building would sleep as well.

Des nuits d'amour à plus finir

Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place

Les ennuis, les chagrins s'effacent

Heureux, heureux à en mourir

Soft arms made their way around her waist and she felt someone press into her back, hugging her tightly. She felt as if she only had love, contentment and peacefulness flowing through her veins and no blood anymore. She sighed in contentment, leaning back against the strong, muscled chest of her husband , who leaned forward to lean his head on hers, looking down at his son with a loving expression on his face. His blond-haired seemed to have caught on fire in the sunlight and soon he swayed from side to side, mimicking his wife, humming along to their song. He kissed her hair delicately, his eyes twinkling with pure bliss and happiness.

Quand il me prend dans ses bras

Il me parle tout bas

Je vois la vie en rose

Il me dit des mots d'amour

Des mots de tous les jours

Et ça me fait quelque chose

Il est entré dans mon cœur

Une part de bonheur

Dont je connais la cause

C'est toi pour moi, moi pour toi, dans la vie

Tu me l'as dit, l'as juré, pour la vie

Et dès que je t'aperçois

Alors je sens en moi

Mon cœur qui bat…

"Who would have thought that your song would manage to calm him down?" Adrien murmured into her ear. His wife hummed in response, closing her eyes and enjoying this moment of peace.

"Well, we actually could have thought about it sooner, since you kept playing it to my belly during the pregnancy." She said finally, turning her head to face her loving husband. She kissed his jaw as he started chuckling quietly.

"It´s true that I couldn´t stop playing it." Adrien chuckled to himself.

"It´s for the best that this song calmed him down and not one of Nino´s. It would drive me crazy to have to listen to party songs the whole day." Adrien hummed approvingly, leaning his head on Marinette´s shoulder.

"At least this reminds me of your first date and your wedding dance."

"Well those are lovely memories, my Lady." He kissed the soft skin behind her ear.

"How about you take your little Agreste to his room and we can have dinner and a hopefully peaceful movie night?" He whispered into her ear, careful not to wake their sleeping son.

She hummed.

"Can we can stay one more minute like this?" She asked, a hint of hope in her voice.

"Of course, princess. Your wish is my command... not that I would mind at all staying right where I am. I love you, Mari." Adrien buried his face in her neck, mimicking his son, who was burying his face in his mother´s chest, craving her warmth and protection.

"I love you too, Adrien."