The Visit

"You must like this Adrien guy a lot," Chat remarked. His eyes skimmed through the room, stopping at her collection of Adrien posters above her computer. The tone in his voice made her wince but she couldn't say why.

"It's not what it looks like!" she tried to defend herself.

"Oh? How so?" The teen in the black cat suit didn't turn but watched her closely out of the corner of his eyes. Marinette didn't know why his actions upset her so much. "Well," she began, "he's pretty famous, right? Isn't a girl allowed to have a celebrity crush?" Seeing how Chat's stare hardened, she added, "Bu-but not as famous as you! I mean, who could compete with the great Chat Noir? You must have thousands of fangirls waiting outside."

But Chat didn't move. His stare only intensified. "Don't lie to me." How did he know? He never saw through her act before.

"I," Marinette tried to come up with a believable excuse, "look, it's not what you think it is. I know he's a famous model an all, but that's not what I like about him."

"It's not?" Chat sounded thoroughly surprised. It brought a small smile to her lips.

"No, it's not. Actually, I'm not a fan of people that are famous thanks to their parents, like Chloe or Lila. They're so arrogant. Most of them at least. But Adrien... He's just... Not. I thought he was when we first met since he was Chloe's friend, but I got to know him better. He's very kind and selfless. People would think he'd make use of this status, but he doesn't. Although many adore him he doesn't have many friends. I don't think I've really seen him hanging out with anyone else than Nino, at least not when he had a choice."

"So, you have posters of him in your room because he's kind?" Chat teased, curiosity in his eyes. Marinette crooked a brow. "Somewhat like that."

"Somewhat?" the superhero repeated. He came closer, leaning over to her as if demanding more. The dark haired girl rolled her eyes.

"Come on, you can tell me, Princess."

"Alright, Chat. But promise me you won't tell anyone." She knew he wouldn't, she trusted him. He might have been a flirt, but he was honest, just like Adrien. Maybe that was one of the reasons she trusted both of them without question. Chat lifted both his hands to show her he wasn't crossing a finger before he agreed, "My lips are sealed."

Marinette sighed. "Fine. You see... He's different. Different from anyone I've met before. He's just amazing in every way possible. And I consider him true friend although he might not see me that way."

"What do you mean, Princess?"

"Every time I try to talk to him I become a stuttering mess! He's just too amazing for me. I have no control over my tongue or body once he gets too close, it's so embarrassing. I want to be his friend, I really do, but I'm too scared. I'd love to spend more time with him, like we did when we trained for that video game competition or when he helped me with my uncle. He's so understanding and it makes me feel like there's so much more to him than the eye sees. Like there is something behind those big, beautiful green eyes, something I can't place yet. Something I want to know." Marinette rose to her feet and pointed to a schedule Chat hadn't noticed before. "I even found out about his whole working schedule! I know when his piano classes start, when his next fence tournament is, when and where his next photoshoots are. But I just can't get hold of the one thing I'm looking for. What is it? What is that mysterious thing no one knows about, what is this feeling he's trying to hide-"

She didn't get any further. The giggle Chat had been suppressing once she began explaining Adrien's schedule had grown into a full laugh. The superhero held his stomach, wiping away tears from his sudden outburst. He couldn't stop, managed to speak only a few words at one. "Oh my, Princes... Hahah! You, you really...? Hahaha! You have his whole schedule? Hehe you... hah you... you STALK-"

"Chat, NO!" she shut him down. "I-i-it's not what it looks like! I'm, I'm not a stalker!" Her face felt so hot, she thought her skin would burn off any moment. The redness in her face only made Chat laugh harder.

"CHAT NOIR! I'm not a stalker! I'm a concerned friend, that's all!"

"Yeah... Friend my ass... I guess this reporter Alya is not your friend then? I don't see any posters of her!"

Marinette groaned, hiding her face behind her hands. That cat… "I really like him, like, in a romantic way, okay? But I'm no stalker! I just wanna... Just wanna get to know him. I know he's never going to return my feelings, but I'd still like to be his friend! I guess that would help him."

The girl didn't realize how her voice softened until it wasn't much more than a whisper. Chats fit of laughter died. He stared at her wide eyed. Marinette lifted her arms defensively. "Jeez, why did I even let you in? I think it's time for you to go, Chat Noir. I'm sure the city needs you. Why did you even come here in the first place?"

Chat still didn't move. She pointed to the hatch above her bed. "Please go now. I need to rest, gotta go to school tomorrow. I'm sure you have things to do in your private life as well."

He obliged. He got up silent enough to make any cat proud. She though he'd pass her without a word, instead he came to a halt right in front of her. "Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable." His voice was soft and full of emotions she couldn't place. Where did that come from? "Good night, Princess." He grabbed her hand and pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles. The cat totally caught Marinette of guard, she had no chance drawing back. Her body froze, she stood completely still until the sound of her closing hatch jolted her back to reality.

"What was that?" She asked the empty room. Tikki finally came out of her hiding place in Marinettes jacket.

"That was a close one!" She squeaked. It was a miracle Chat hadn't seen her talking to Marinette on the balcony. Being the Kwami of luck paid off sometimes.

A/N: I was writing a term paper when this idea suddenly came to my mind. I have no idea where I'm going or if I'm even going anywhere with this.
It's one of my first fanfics written in English, so there might be a billion mistakes. Please let me know, I aspire to get better.