Author's Note: Every fic I posted for Miraculous Fluff Month 2017! I tried to turn every drabble into one fic and here it all is in that specific order and edited from original posting. Check out my tumblr myladyladybug for individual posts!
Lately, it had come to Adrien's attention, that Ladybug had been blushing an awful lot. Perhaps it had been too difficult to discern from her red suit in the past, but he was almost certain he could catch glimpses of her pink cheeks. And not only were they pink, but they were littered with ladybug spots.
"Good evening, My Lady," Chat Noir declared, bowing at the waist and whisking his arm into the air behind him. She grinned, wrinkling her nose in the process.
"Good evening, Chat," she replied, her proclamation much less dramatic than his.
"Every evening is a good one when I can spend that time with my lovely Lady." It was at this remark, that he first noticed her spots. She tried to play off the situation coolly, but Chat refused to miss the sight of the red tint that painted her face. He stared in absolute awe and wonderment at how adorably cute and small her nose was, causing Ladybug great discomfort and increased redness. Her eyes flew off to the side as she asked why he was staring at her, but he hardly had the mind to respond. The situation ended without much of an incident.
It had been the next day that caused a slightly greater commotion, when Adrien saw those same spots on his classmate's face.
"Marinette!" Adrien called when he saw her walking ahead. She seemed to freeze up before turning to face him, a habit of hers he was slowly coming to find endearing.
"A-Adrien!" Marinette managed. She had been pre-emptively flushed and Adrien's heart leapt. He either had a type and really liked freckles in every girl, or he had a thing for both Ladybug and Marinette. Regardless, he intended to stare to his hearts' content.
"Hey, you've got freckles all over your nose!" he stated impishly. She didn't know how to respond, and instead of a sentence, Adrien was treated to a string of babbles and an assortment of vowels tied together with the odd consonant to punctuate.
"She's got freckles all over the place," Alya interrupted, her tone cheeky. He hadn't even noticed she was standing next to Marinette, but was suddenly glad she had been. Marinette panicked at her best friend's insinuation, causing more than just her cheeks to flush.
"Really?" he replied, enjoying the petite girl's rattled expression just a much as Alya was, though perhaps for a slightly different reason.
"Oh yea, they're everywhere," Alya went on, despite her friend's very loud protests. "Shoulders, belly, legs; they really start to show when we go to the beach." An imagine of Marinette in a red and black polka dotted bikini flashed in his mind and it was his turn to color.
"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow. Marinette tried to turn the conversation from the unending innuendos, explaining that the sun made her freckles darker. Adrien was hardly listening, wondering if he could ask Ladybug to show him her freckles. Nevertheless, if either of their spots became anymore evident than they were when she blushed, he might just have reason to find and count every single one.