She breathed and sighed heavily, where is he? For treating me like royalty calling me princess all the time, you'd think he wouldn't make me wait so long. She stretched on the roof of an old apartment that was about ten stories tall on a hill overlooking the Eiffel Tower. She sat over the edge and childishly swung her feet and impatiently changing positions to get more situated. She hated being idle and sitting on a cold and damp cement bricks. She pondered the dancing of the lights that illuminated the night and the puddles that surrounded the road, orbs of red, blue and yellow giving her a longing of wanting to be apart of light and warmth they provided, sending chills down her spine. The warmth she envied from for away was soon by her side as she turned to see Chat Noir had soundlessly pounced right next to her, with a box in his hand.

"Sorry to of made my princess wait so long," he paused to see her stifle a laugh as she remembered her previous thought, "What?" He laughed nudging her with his elbow.

"Oh nothing! And you should be sorry, my butt is frozen."

"I can warm them for you." He made a squeezing motion with his hands. Not even embarrassed.

"Oh god please don't tell me you said that and did that motion." She cringed, "Not even two minutes and you're already asking to feel me up."

"Hey, I didn't simply say it, I offered it. And it's a new record" He said while putting his elbows on his lap, so he can look at her whole face and not the side. Not that it was more beautiful, his Lady is beautiful in everyway, but he loved to see the cute reactions that was worth him embarrassing himself.

"Who says chivalry is dead." She shook her head smiling, and before he could say or offer anything else, she put her finger to his lips. "Why'd you invite me? And what's with the box?"

"Since chivalry is alive and well, I thought we should take a break from patrolling and have a nice candle lit dinner." He pulled out a candle and lighter and was rummaging through the box to find the blanket but noticed her stare and confusion. "Ah, don't worry this candle also fights off mosquitoes."

"Oh thank god, all my questions are answered."

"Thought so!" He smiled exposing his childish smile, the one where he smiles with all of his teeth, a true genuine smile that made her cheeks burn and stomach turn with butterflies, or akuma. She laughed a little at her pun thinking he was rubbing off on her, not that she didn't like it.

"What? My lady is awfully giggly tonight." He gave his princess a plate of spaghetti that looked like it was cooked at a five star restaurant. She wondered how if he knew her favorite dish. How'd he know? He always knows. She sighed and looked to see his plate was the same. He had also brought out two bottles of water and chocolate covered strawberries for dessert, as well as a big wool blanket that he wrapped around her and him, an excuse to be close to her. "Something you'd like to share or would you like to keep me wondering?

"Wondering seems more fun, like a mystery case."

"Pssst" He looked amused and a bit mockingly, "The case of why the beautiful, talented, strong, loving, gorgeous, hilarious, spontaneous, courag-"

"Okay I get it"

"Courageous and the women of my dreams, is laughing to herself. Seems like a fun way to pass time."

She felt awkward, she was always an awkward eater but once she saw Chat diving into his food, she felt comfortable and began eating. She wondered if he got the hint of her sudden awkwardness, she left it at that thought and smiled to herself while putting a fork full of spaghetti in her mouth.

"You like?" He asked, glowing with affection as he saw her face light up at the taste of her food, especially as she spun her head around, fork still in mouth, with wide eyes nodding her head with delight. Holy shit she's cute. He was dazed and enchanted by her child like actions and her mature and sexy beauty. How can she be everything he's ever wanted?

"I love." She smiled, her eyes dropping almost melancholy at her plate, "In face I'm in love with it."

His eyes widened, not even noticing how he stopped midway from sucking spaghetti up, as it hung from his mouth. "What?" He wanted to hear it again.

She was lost in his green eyes, not comprehending what she had just said until her whole face heated up and she broke their gaze, embarrassing looking at her plate and swirling her fork around. She mumbled something.

Chat hadn't heard what she said and leaned closer to her, already wiped away all the food from his face. He suddenly thought about his breath, thinking about the garlic bread he had just eaten. "My lady…"

She quickly looked up and locked gaze with Chat, her blue eyes sucking him in, like he was getting lost at sea. "Nothing…" She shivered.

Chat defeatingly looked down in exhaustion. Well, he was making progress he thought. He sighed and looked back up to see her looking down in self loathing. He hated that look. "My lady, my princess, my everything…" He trailed off and noticed he wasn't helping her guilt. He shook his head and laughed. "You have me wrapped around your finger, you know that right?"

She gently shook her head, her bangs coming loose and falling in front of her face as she looked down to Chat's hand, where she saw his ring running out of time. "I know…" She whipped her head around right when Chat had began to giggle at her aloofness. She crinkled her nose and shared a laugh. "I'd kiss you if your breath didn't stink of garlic."

He flinched and backed up, suddenly self conscious of his breath but more conscious of her statement. "So you'd kiss me if I didn't have this breath?" He began to get closer, seeing how far he can get with her comment. He had noticed she's been more flirty and open to his advances, could she of felt the same way?

Toying with her hair, suddenly shy and reserved she nodded. "Only because I'm a sucker for good food."

"My lady, a gold digger. I'll have you know that without this mask I'm a model, oh and loaded with cash."

"Hmm, And I'll have you know that without this mask my house is a bakery as I make baked goods and sweets, so I don't need a man while I can make my own food" She poked him in his chest laughing.

"My lady is so independent. Don't worry, I'll get you to come running to me, even if that means bribing you with food." He laughed at his own declaration as Lady Bug was entertained by it. Chat began to put the blanket and food in the box. Lady bug had brought the unscented candle to their faces, catching him off guard as he turned towards her to say more declarations.

They locked eyes as the flame danced infront of them, Chat brought his hands up and covered Lady Bugs' as he helped in holding the candle, unsure of her action but was just so deeply invested in her.

"Let's make a wish! It'll be good to end the night like this with some magic." She winked at him through the flame. He cursed that this magic wasn't the magic he wanted, he was more into the magic of kissing the love of his life, but this was also good. "On the count of 3…"

"1...2...3" They whispered in unison, blowing out the candle with their eyes close. When Chat had opened his, as his wish was to make Lady Bug his and to also find a way for her to tell her identity on her own terms, he knew Marinette was slow, but between the both of them, they gave obvious signs of their identity. In and out of school.

Lady Bug's eyes were still closed, he took the chance to lean in close and brush his lips against hers. Her eyes instantly opened, as he was centimeters away from her face with a mischievous smile. "Your breath still smells," she whispered staring at the lips that had just touched hers. She brought her hands to his face and pulled him into a real kiss, as she gently sucked his lower lip. A groan escaped his throat as he drew her up from their sitting position where he embraced her, turning their kiss into a harder one as he could get as close as he wanted.

After they both gasped for air, as their hormones got in way of their knowledge to breath, they were only brought back from ecstasy as both their miraculous threaten to lose their power. She felt him smile on her lip. "See? Garlic breath and all and you still kissed me."

She smacked his arm and smiled up at his green eyes. "So you'll still buy me yummy food right? 'Cus that's the only reason why I'm doing this." She teased.

"Gold digger and all and I still love you. Anything for my lady." He grinned, intoxicated with emotion. "But, only if you can make me tasty snacks."

She pretended to contemplate, "It's a deal." She laughed, while drawing away from his embrace. "It's time to depart, kitty."

He sighed, and pulled her into one last embrace, tightening his grasp and squeezing her. He took a deep breath and quickly broke away. "Okay, now I'm good." She stood in confusion but then giggled. Whatta nerd. He skillfully picked all his things up while still looking at the love of his life, her arms cross and head shaking, and when he started pouncing back to where he came from backwards, she started laughing making Chat only want to entertain her more. When he was engulfed in the darkness, she quickly swung her yo-yo to her house where she instantly changed back into Marinette in a flash. She really pushed it to the limit this time as Tikki wasted no time eating from the cookie stash Marinette had for her. Collapsing in bed in a fit of giggles as she remembered her time with Chat, she was alerted by a text message. It was from Adrien, her eyes widened in panic and confusion. It's almost 3am, did something happen? All it said was "Goodnight my Lady."