Before you ask, yes, Felix is the original 2d Cat Noir from the original PV. I wanted to write a story like this for a while, but it took me a while to get the right tone. I saw a tumblr post about Felix being a ballerina in comparison to Adrien being a model and I was just like, yep, there is what I need for a story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I had fun writing it.
"You need to focus on something besides Adrien." Tikki nudged her young partner as they walked to the Dupain-Cheng bakery. "It's been three years and you haven't been able to go on a date without Alya and Nino."
"What I need is some time with Alya to wrap my head around it." Marinette poked her Kwami in the cheek before Tikki flew into her favorite place in Marinette's bag. But as she entered the bakery, she noticed her best friend talking to a blond man in a peacoat.
"Marinette, there you are." Alya smiled, before turning back to the man. "Felix, this is my friend I was telling you about."
He turned around to face her and Marinette felt her heart melt. His gray eyes seemed to invite her in, like an evening fog on the banks of the river Seine. "It's a pleasure to meet such a beautiful girl who designs beautiful clothes." His words danced through Marinette's brain as he kissed her hand.
"Felix is going to start at our school tomorrow." Alya interjected.
"Maybe I can show you around the building." Marinette could feel her face turning red. "Show you the best places to eat lunch."
"Maybe we could make it a date." Felix smiled slyly before checking his watch. Then he bowed before handing Marinette an envelope. "Having such a lovely lady there for me at my show would be much appreciated. You and Alya may bring a couple friends."
After he left, she checked the contents to find two slips of paper, which declared they were vouchers for box seating for the holder and a friend. When Marinette saw the title of the performance, her jaw almost fell off. "These are for that new ballet troupe's performance of Peter Pan. That show's been sold out."
"You must have made an impression on him."
"I wonder which character he's playing."
"Says here Felix is the star of the show." Alya announced, a newspaper article pulled up on her phone.
"What?!"
"Yeah, says here he's a prodigy who trained at the Royal Ballet School in London."
"And he's going to our school."
"Wouldn't it be crazy if they made a ballet about Ladybug. Although maybe ballet wouldn't be the genre." Alya mused to herself, feigning unawareness about her friend freaking out.
"I practically asked him out on a date! And he said yes." Marinette looked at her phone, where a group selfie was her wallpaper.
"You're wondering what this will do to your relationship with Adrien." Her best friend pondered. "But Felix is really hot. Maybe I should take a go at him."
"Alya!" Marinette looked at her, shocked. "You're dating Nino. That'll break his heart." Not to mention leave him open for akumatizing again, she thought to herself.
"Chill, my relationship with Nino is strong." Alya smiled at her friend. "Let's just see what happens tomorrow. Who knows, maybe Adrien will talk to you about it."
Adrien stared at the pictures of Ladybug he had collected before taking one down. "I don't think I'm going to try figuring out who Ladybug is anymore."
The sentence almost made Plagg spit out his camembert. "What makes you say that? You've been doing that for the entire time you've worked with her."
"The entire reason I did was so I could tell her how I felt in real life, as our real selves. Now, it just feels like I'm cheating on Marinette whenever I think about Ladybug in that way." Adrien sighed. "She deserves better than that."
"Is it really cheating if you guys aren't officially a couple?"
"You're right, Plagg. You know what? Maybe Cat Noir is a little overdo to a visit to her house."
"I like the way you think." Adrien's kwami cried as he polished off his piece of cheese. "As long as I have a midnight snack after we're done."
A few moments later, Cat Noir was on the rooftops, about to land on Marinette's balcony, when he heard a strange voice.
"It seems I'm not the only black cat around Paris at night looking after Miss Dupain-Cheng." Cat turned to find a man dressed exactly like him, except for a cat symbol on his belt.
"Who are you? Another CopyCat?"
"No, but I'll make a deal with you. Give me your ring and Miss Dupain-Cheng won't get hurt." He snickered, holding up a small bracelet. Cat recognized it as the one Marinette was wearing at school today. "At least, not too much."
"Where'd you get that?"
"I don't tell secrets, especially my own." Cat's opponent gave him a sly smile. "I won't give you a deadline, but rest assured the longer you wait, the more likely I am to hurt your precious little Marinette." He tossed the bracelet to Cat. "Oh, and if you tell your little partner Ladybug, I'll do more than just use my kitty claws."
