i know should be writing ch two of aftermath, but this idea was so cute couldn't help it. And the Clafoutis idea came from another fic, so credits to the author...just lemme find them before i can give full credits.

Marinette sat on her recliner, trying to bring her designs to life on paper. It was a lovely Tuesday evening, the bright lights of Paris illuminating around her. Winter break was going on, and it was just slightly chilly.

Mari, armoured with a sober red comforter, accompanied by a plate of steaming clafoutis, and a cup of hot chocolate, set out in a metaphorical quest on the pages of her sketchbook.

Her weapon of choice was a pencil, battling uneven lines and anatomical errors, reaching for the prize of perfection. Her only source of help and encouragement were the upbeat tunes of Jagged.

Her tongue poked out of her mouth in full concentration, only getting in when she revived herself with her drink and pie.

(A/N I draw)

Unbeknownst to her, a pair of bright, luminous green eyes were observing her in amazement.

Just as she finished stroking the final line of perfection, she finally felt the presence of her uninvited(but not unwanted) guest.

"Chat Noir? What are you doing here! Come on in, it's getting cold out here. Now, we don't want our saviour to be sick, do we?"

Worry filled the girl, since it wasn't patrol time, they only went out unscheduled when they needed space. Usually,in summer or spring, she would've been annoyed, but who would get out in this cold night(it was almost eight), away from the warmth of home, without any reason?

"Oh, no no, I don't mean to interpurr in to your purrivacy, purrincess, I just wanted check up on my furpurrite civilian." Mari rolled her eyes at the puns.

"But I must say, and I don't mean it as a flirt, that seeing you work is truly mesmerising. I didn't want to intrude, so I just observed. Can I see what you were drawing, princess?" Chat inquired, with soft blush, a hint of Adrien coming out.

Marinette blushed, trying get the scattered pieces of her brain together with an erratically pounding heart, was speechless. She knew she was falling for her kitty, but she had no idea how hard.

"Uh-yeah, sure! Come inside, and we can talk over hot chocolate and dinner. That is if you want. My parents are out for the night, and so, I kinda, sorta, want you to try my cooking, butit'sperfectlyokayifyoudon'twantto and god whyamIrambling."

"Um, why not! I'd love to try your cooking Mari!"

The blushing teens slipped through the trap door, and Chat Noir, being the gentleman he is, offered to grab her plate for her.

"Nope, that'd make me a terrible host kitten."

"But I insist."

"Nu uh"

"Purrty please?" Adrien pulled out the curtest most innocent kitty eyes he could possibly manage.

'Must...resist..oh no he too cute!' Mari Thought.

With a defeated sigh, Mari replied

"Okay, but only cuz you insist"

"Yep, now lets go, I wanna try my princess's cooking"

The teens laughed, and made their way down.

Was the effort in the detail worth it? I hope so