HWMM or How we meet, Miraculous
Chapter 1: Princesses in towers
Marinette didn't like going away on vacation for two weeks because she usually got so bored by the end that she bought ice cream five times a day, just for something to do besides swimming. She liked swimming. Her passion was designing clothes. She loved dancing though. She was good but just ordinary good. That didn't stop her from dancing everytime she heard music though.
Her family had just arrived in front of the hotel. It was a nice hotel, she knew that because they'd visited it before. That was another thing she didn't enjoy. Because they went to the same place every year, it was always the same and nothing changed. Not this year though. This year the city was hosting a dance carneval at the time she was visiting and she couldn't be more excited. The best part for her was the fact that you could dance anonimously, wearing a mask and she'd already made a gorgeous dress and mask at home. She couldn't wait for the carneval to start.
She'd just unpacked and was siting on her room's balcony. She was sketching a new dress. It was really coming together, she just couldn't get the neckline right. She'd already sketched it ten times and she was really frustrated. She decided to take a break from drawing and leaned on the railing of the balcony, looking at the city and the sea. She sighed, she really loved the view of the sea and the gentle breeze that played with her hair really calmed her down. The carneval started in four days and all she had to do left was sew a few buttons onto her dress. She didn't have to practice dance, she knew all the moves by heart. She started quietly singing her favourite dance song under her breath, she enjoyed singing but she wasn't really good at it, dancing and sewing were her domains.
As she was in the middle of a verse, she heard a chuckle coming from the alley under the balcony.
She looked down and saw a boy her age with blond hair and green eyes looking up at her smiling. She was taken aback as she didn't like anyone listening to her sing. She eyed the boy suspiciously and he chuckled again.
»Well, hello there, princess. Waiting to be rescued from your tower?« He asked her, teasing.
She rolled her eyes. »I think I could rescue myself if I needed rescuing.«
His eyes sparkled at her response. »Oh, really? I bet you can't get out of there.«
She gave him a sly smile. He didn't know it, but she had been visiting this hotel and this room every summer for nine years now. She knew everything to know about getting out of the house. »Watch me.«
She climbed over the railing, his eyes widened at her actions. She grabbed a hold of the pole next to the balcony and grabbed a hold of the railing, lowering herself onto the railing of the balcony underneath hers and grabbing a hold of it's pole and it's railing. She lowered herself to the ground and made the small jump that was separating her from the ground and landed quietly in front of him, a smug smile on her lips.
His mouth hung open. He didn't expect her to climb down to the street. He realized his mouth was still hanging open as she stood in front of him and quickly closed it. He looked her up and down. »Alright, I'll give you that. You can rescue yourself. Now that I got you down here, what's up, princess?«
She eyed him her eyes narrowing. »I would've thought we've settled that I'm no princess.« She said leaning forward her hands on her hips, a dare for him to come up with a smug reply.
He leaned forward too arms crossed across his chest, accepting her dare. »Well, I don't know your name, so until I get it out of you, you're princess.«
She leaned back. »Touche, kitty.«
He looked at her confussed, then he remembered that he still had green leenses in his eyes and cat ears in his hair from his last photo shot. He smiled. »You got me.« He took of the ears and put them into his pocket. »Better?«
She tilted her head. »Your eyes are still weird.«
»Yeah I can't take the leenses out right now. Shouldn't have run of before they took these things off, I guess.«
She leaned back, looking him up and down. He was staring back at her calmly. »Run off?«
»Yeah. I had photoshots all every single day for the last five days and today was supposed to be a free day. So after a suprise photoshot I decided I needed to get away.«
She thought about what he'd just revealed before replying. »So...what are you? A model?«
»Well, duh.« He said exasperated.
She nodded her head slowly. »Okay. What are we going to do now?«
This time he tilted his head. »What do you mean?«
»I don't think I wanna climb back up there just yet. I'm pretty sure someone is on the first balcony and I don't have a key to the apartment. So...what are we gonna do now, chaton?«
He smirked. »French, huh? Well, how 'bout you tell me your name first, princesse?«
She giggled at his use of French. »I'm Marinette, nice to meet you.«
Her giggled had made his stomach flip, he felt as if it had put him in a trance for just a moment and a sweet smile crept onto his face as he looked at her. »You know I don't think I want you to go searching my name on the internet just yet. I'm Chat.«
She nodded. »Alright, Chat.« She emphasized his name to tease him. »Let's go see if they've got pistaccio ice cream anywhere near.«
His lips tilted into a sly smile. »Alright, I bet you already know where they have the ice cream around here. So lead the way.«
She giggled again, grabbing his hand and leading him out of the alley.
»This way!« She said, letting go of his hand and running a bit to the front, walking backwards so that she could see him.
He ran up to her and turned her the right way around, pulling her to the side so that she didn't crash into a person walking the other way.
»Carefull there, princess.« He said, chuckling at her clumsines.
She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. »I'm not a princess!« She stomped her foot.
He laughed at her reaction. »You're probably right. Maybe you're a toddler.«
She gasped and came up to him with a hand in the air, ready to hit him on the head. »Why you!«
He laughed, running away and she chased after him, giggling. When they reached the ice cream shop they were both exhausted. She payed for the ice cream and they sat down on a bench under a tree. They talked about the carnival and she told him about how much she loved dancing and couldn't wait for it to come. He kept adding puns to everything he said and she kept telling him how annoying it was.
»This ice cream is really good.« Adrien commented.
»Yeah I always eat ice cream here. I've tried ice cream everywhere you can get it in this town and they have the best ice cream by far here.« She smiled as she watched him eat.
He looked up from his ice cream and saw her looking at him. »Why are you looking at me?«
»Um, you have a bit of ice cream...everywhere.«
He tried to look at his face and ended up looking cross eyed at his nose. »Where?«
She laughed. »Here.« She said, pointing at her own face.
He dabbed at his cheek with a napkin. »Better?«
She giggled. »Not really.« She took a napkin out of the napkin stand and leaned froward. »Let me...«
He stood still, observing her sapphire eyes as they concentrated on the job.
When she was done she looked up, finding his eyes looking at her intently. She froze as their eyes locked. Green straing into blue bell. Blue bell staring into green.
Suddeny a fly buzzed around their heads, snapping them out of their trance. She quickly leaned back, blushing. »Sorry, I was just...«
He looked away, blushing slightly too. »It's okay. We should get back though.«
She nodded, still refusing to look him in the eyes. »Yeah, let's go.«
They stood up, both throwing their used napkins into the trash and walked back to her hotel.
When they arrived under her balcony, he turned towards her. »It was nice hanging out with you, Marinette.«
She finally looked him in the eyes, it had been a silent and slightly awkward walk home. She smiled. »Same her, Chat.«
He suddenly smiled slyly. »Now today we did something you wanted. Tomorrow you're taking me to the beach and I'm going to throw you in the water.«
She laughed. »It won't be funny if I'm expecting it.«
He laughed too, looking her up and down. »It'll be funny, trust me. So, did you just agree to going with me or did my ears decive me?«
Marinette giggled and took hold of the lower balcony's railing. »Your ears aren't deciving you. See you tomorrow at ten!« She said, pulling herself onto the ower balcony and climbing back onto her own balcony. When she was finally there she turned back around, leaning against the railing again.
»Bye, bye mon chaton.« She waved as he backed out of the alley, not taking his eyes off her.
»See ya, princess.«
A.N:
This is my second fanfiction and I hope it's okay. My favourite ship from Miraculous Ladybug is Marichat and I really wanted to explore it. Plus when I'm on vacation I always have tons of inspiration, this idea came from me daydreaming, just so you know.
If you want me to write more please review, 'cause it really motivates me.
Dream on!
Timisa
