Marichat
"...Princess?"
"Yes, Kitty?" Marinette scratches a couple more words on her paper and turns around in her little computer chair, facing her bed. Chat Noir casually hangs half of his body off of her bed, blowing at a couple golden locks of hair. She smiles slightly and rests her head down.
"What are you doing?" He asks curiously.
She giggles, "Homework, like you should be doing."
"Ah," he groans," but that's so boring and sometimes that seems like it's all I do. I don't wanna."
Marinette smirks, "Then what do you want to do?" She glances outside. "It's already dark out. Don't you think you should be getting home?"
"Nah, I don't want to go home; I want to hang out here with you."
"You just don't want to do anything with any kind of responsibility." She jokes, rolling her eyes.
"Guilty as charged." He says, putting his arms out in a 'I surrender!' position. He rolls off of the bed and lands on his feet, grinning mischievously. "Marinette, read me something."
"What do you want me to read?" Laughing, she walks over to Chat Noir and gently starts brushing his hair out of his eyes.
"I don't know… particle physics?" He answers sheepishly, shrugging.
"Do you need," she giggles, "to study?"
"Well, actually, kind of…"
"Here," she backs away and begins quietly stepping down the steps, "follow me. I have a better idea."
Chat Noir perks up more and eagerly follows her down the stairs.
The bakery is dark, the only light from the lamp outdoors. Their hands coarse over the bars of the stairs, making small pattering sounds with it. Marinette puts her hands out in front of her, trying to catch any platforms that may be in front of her. Finally, she arrives at a counter, where a dozen batches of cookies sit in containers, waiting to be taken the next day. Chat Noir's eyes light up in excitement, barely hidden. Marinette quickly shushes him, smiling a little at his silliness, and ushers him back up to her room.
"Cookies!" She says happily, sitting in the middle of the room. "Make yourself at home."
"Do mind if I do~" He sits down cross-legged by her and picks up a chocolate chip cookie, eating it in one bite, smearing chocolate on the side of his mouth.
"Silly kitty, always getting stuff all over your face." She wipes it off with her thumb, making him smile.
"What can I say? I'm a messy cat." He nuzzles up on her, then lies his head on her lap, looking starry eyed up at Marinette.
She begins to pet his hair. "And you're my messy cat."
The night gets later but Chat Noir doesn't leave. Closing onto midnight, the beep of Chat Noir's miraculous is what makes him wake up from his sudden nap.
He kisses her lightly on Marinette's head, her sleeping form slumped over the empty space of where Chat Noir once was. "I'll see you tomorrow, Princess. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow…"
Climbing up to her balcony, he looks fondly off at his princess and jumps off to his large and empty home.