Previously on, The Princely Type

"I'm Renge Houshakugi, the Host Club manager."

Adrien and Marinette stared at her, while everyone seemed naturally unbothered by the strange girl and this strange platform that seemingly came from nowhere.

"Since when does the club have a manager?" Marinette asks.

The twins shrugged. "We don't."

"She's self-proclaimed." Kyoya spoke up, holding a hand out to Renge so she could step down from the platform.

What as more interesting was that Renge nearly tossed herself at Kyoya with a childish giggle. Kyoya seemed unbothered by her cooing.

"Renge, I'd like you to meet one of our new hosts and... his roommate. Adrien Agreste and Marinette Dupain-Cheng." Kyoya introduced Renge to the two and she kept looking at Marinette.

"Dupain-Cheng?" Renge tilted her head to the side. "Dupain-Cheng, like Tom and Sabine's bakery, Dupain-Cheng?"

"That's my parents' bakery!" Marinette brightened.

"I love that bakery!" Renge smiled.

"I'm glad to hear it, but how do you know about us form all the way over here." Marinette questions.

"Renge used to live in France. She moved here, confusing Kyoya with a dating simulation game character." Tamaki explains.

"Kyoya-senpai isn't really that charming." Hikaru teased.

"He's more intimidating than charming." Kaoru added.

"Kyoya-senpai has his tender sides, shut up!" Renge's hair turned into snakes as she hissed at the twins.

The twins slinked away and Renge turned to the new host. "But an Agreste as the new host? Does your father know about this?" She asks, walking around Adrien.

Adrien swallowed thickly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, no... not exactly." He chuckled nervously.

"Sorry, but aren't club activities starting soon?" Marinette interrupted before Renge could ask any further questions.

"Oh, she's right!" Tamaki perked up. He pulled out a big box that was out of frame and set it down in the middle of the room.

"Today's theme is," he opened the box as the rest of the hosts gathered around him.

"Cat café!" Marinette sang as Tamaki started to pull out cat ears.

"And Haruhi," Tamaki cooed. "I got you a dress! A whole kitty girl outfit that you could wear! Imagine how cute you'd be!" Tamaki held up a pink, frilly maid-styled dress that donned cat ears and a bell.

"I am not wearing that." Haruhi turned away.

"But Haruhi," Tamaki whined. "You'd look so cute in it. Maybe with Renge and Marinette around, you can finally touch on your feminine roots!"

As they continued to bicker, Marinette was watching them as everyone else picked up their costume.

"What's up, Marinette?" The twins ask.

"Why is it that Tamaki is so insistent on having Haruhi dress up as a girl?" She questioned.

"Because Haruhi is a girl." Adrien spoke up.

The twins, Marinette, basically the whole entire host club turned to Adrien.

"Haruhi's a what?" Marinette asked.

"Don't tell anyone our secret, Adrien." Tamaki begged, clutching Haruhi's dress to his chest.

"My gender isn't a secret. I just don't think it's important to know my gender, and more about how I identify. I'm just comfortable being me." Haruhi huffed, smacking the dress that Tamaki was holding out of his hands.

The dress crumpled to the ground and Tamaki pouted, looking over at Kyoya. "Daddy." He whined.

"Yes, Mommy?"

"Haruhi is being meaaaaaaan." Tamaki whines.

"Well," Adrien puts on some black kitty ears, sporting a bell around his neck and a pair of paw gloves. "Guess the cat's out of the bag, huh?" He asked, nudging Marinette playfully.

"Oh god, we said 'cat café', not cat puns." She rolls her eyes.

"Me-ouch. What's with the cold shoulder, Princess?" He continues.

"Adrien," She laughs. "You sound so lame with your cat puns."

"You're just mad because my jokes are purrfect." Adrien sticks his tongue out at her and she shakes her head with a smile.

"Oh, sure, go away, kitty." She pushes him away playfully and she goes to Tamaki, taking Haruhi's dress. "How about I spare Haruhi the dress and wear it myself?"

Haruhi shot Marinette a grateful look and she smiles.

The girls would squeal, seeing all the boys with oversized bells hanging from their necks, with kitty ears and almost live-like tails, the girls were losing their hearts.

It was interesting though, the new development that came with Cat Adrien. He was more suave, more relaxed, more... flirty.

Marinette thought it was entertaining, only being mildly annoyed with the cat puns. This Adrien seemed to be a lot more laid back and carefree. And honestly? She liked it.

Marinette has only spent a couple months with Adrien, but she's seen the effect that his father has on him. Not only that, but she's began to think that this was his first time ever really going out of the Agreste Estate, the first time he was allowed to be himself, carefree and not under direct supervision of his father or Nathalie, even though she was more of a caretaker.

"Do you know him very well?"

Renge startled Marinette out of her thoughts. "I, uh, who? Adrien?"

Renge nods. "Yeah, the only host you've been eyeing." She teases lightly.

Marinette blushes lightly, but shakes her head. "I've only personally known him for the small amount of time that we've been roommates." She replies.

"Who knew that a famous child model could be like... that."

Marinette hums. "It's not pity that I feel, but... It's like... an anger? I wonder what's happened in his life that's made him so... So sheltered. So kind."

"Well, why don't you ask?" Renge questioned.

"You can't just ask someone why they're the way the are, Renge." Marinette sputtered.

"Well, why not?" She asks. "Hey, Adrien!" Renge calls, grabbing Adrien's attention.

"Renge, no, stop." Marinette shushed Renge, but she couldn't be stopped as bounded over to him.

"You know, I was wondering. As the son of a famous french fashion designer and a popular fashion model as yourself, what makes you, you?" Renge asks, pulling out a notepad and pen, some glasses sitting low on the bridge of her nose.

Adrien looked up at Renge, then at Marinette, who was wearing an apologetic look behind her. "Uh, what do you mean?" He asks.

"Like, what was life like at home? What lead to you become this sweet person?" She asks, holding her pen like a microphone to Adrien.

Adrien sat back in his chair, removing his cat gloves. "Well, I was born to two loving parents, they met in fashion school actually. They entered the fashion industry together and got married shortly after graduating. And then I came along, and maybe one to two years later, my father hit big and he was able to start his own fashion line."

He took off the cat ears and ran a hand through his hair. "Things after that got weird, I guess. My father seemed to be consumed with his work and, even though we all lived in the same house, my mama and I saw less and less of my father. Things started to get rough between my parents. One night, I caught them arguing."

"You have a son, Gabriel. He's spent the better part of his childhood without his father."

"Emilie, business is blooming right now, and I have deadlines to meet--"

"You care more about your job and career more than us!"

"I'm trying to make a future for all of us!"

"A future that's only for you, Gabriel! We are barely a part of this!"

Adrien took in a deep breath and sighed softly. "Maybe around two or three years later, my mom disappeared. We don't know where she went, and I was left to my father's whims. I was always homeschooled and since I didn't have much else to do, my father roped me into becoming his model. I wasn't a big fan, in fact, I hate it. But there isn't much I can do against my father. Now, I barely see him. It's usually just me, his assistant, Nathalie, and the driver. And this is kind of my first time out in the real world. I never realized what I was missing out on."

Adrien looked up and noticed a lot of watery eyes, sobs coming from Tamaki, Marinette, Renge and the twins. Marinette and Tamaki went to hug him, the two piled up on him.

"I'm s-so sorry, Adrien. You deserve better." Marinette sniffled into his shoulder.

He chuckled lightly, pressing a soft kiss onto her hair. "Aw, c'mon Princess, no need to cry. You've been the first and best friend I could have ever asked for." Adrien murmured lightly.

"I promise! We will be your new family!" Tamaki looked up to the rest of the host club. "Right, guys?"

The twins and Honey gave nods, jumping into the group hug, other girls nodding as well.

"I know what it's like to lose an important member of your family. So, while we may not be blood related," Tamaki puts a hand on Adrien's shoulder. "I've always got your back."

Adrien chuckled lightly. "Thanks, Tamaki."

And as everyone took their turn hugging Adrien, Kyoya was in the distance, writing into his portfolio.

"That's an interesting notion..."