Mari/Chat

A/N: This is my first fan-fic writing so I'm a bit sketchy, I don't usually do chapters, but I'm open-minded to doing little shorts.

Adrien laid down his bed staring blankly up to the roof of his room, deep in thought about what happened the night he'd spent assisting Marinette with the akumatized Nathanaël, not hearing his kwami calling out his name.

"Adrien, yoo-hoo, anyone home?" Plagg naggingly asked him, his tone sarcastic despite his slight worry over his distracted charge. When Adrien still didn't react, the black cat kwami resorted to harshly poking the blonde's cheek and clearing his throat loudly. "Adrien!"

Finally, Adrien realized that Plagg had been trying to get his attention.

"Huh? Oh sorry Plagg, I… I'm just thinking" He replied, looking exactly as he sounded, melancholy.

He couldn't stop thinking about Marinette, how her beauty had been glowing underneath the Parisian night sky and the lights along the bridges of Notre Dame; how her deep sky-blue eyes sparkled like the stars above them from mirroring the lights reflecting on the water surrounding them.

No matter how hard he'd tried to, he just couldn't get over the fact that she looked so beautiful.

Adrien's heart was pounding more and more, almost like a drum, every time he thought of her on that night.

He was mentally kicking his own butt at how he'd been so blind as to never have noticed her beauty like that before – as Adrien, though, not Chat Noir.

"Plagg what should I do? I can't stop thinking about Marinette." Sitting up as he asked with a sigh.

"I dunno, maybe go confront her or something?" Plagg snipped back in response, scrunching his tiny nose at the abrupt and uncomfortable question.

If there was one thing Plagg didn't do, it was romance. He had more important things to worry about over that mundane drama… Important things like cheese, for a fine example. Cheese never gave him heartache, headache, backache or any other ache. Cheese was his love, his life.

"But I wouldn't know what to say…" Adrien muttered back.

"Oh bite me. You'll be there as Chat Noir! Trust me, you'll know what to say by the time you get there… I'd bet my next Camembert on it but I'll be hungry for more later. Transformations always leave me hungry afterwards, you know that." Plagg responded as he eats away at his current wedge of Camembert.

"There are times, Plagg, when I don't know whether or not I should be glad or annoyed at you for being right. I shouldn't be afraid… I'll figure it out on the way. Plagg, claws out!"

As Chat Noir arrived onto Marinette's balcony, he crawled down to her window to look inside and make sure his Princess was home. To his relief, she was.

Marinette was working on a new outfit, seemed she was just about to make some adjustments to the garment placed on the mannequin. Chat leaned in more to get a closer look.

It seemed to be a very elegant design with a sense of innocence within the garment.

It had a beautiful red corset-like bodice with a white satin under-layer and white chiffon and lace. The bodice was held up – by the looks of it – steel boning within the garment to keep its shape and hold. There was a red ribbon placed at the back of the bodice to tie up when put on.

When Marinette sensed a presence behind her, she turned in the direction of the unknown presence. She found herself looking out her window and into the green, cat-like eyes that only one person she knew had.

Chat Noir.

Why he was outside her window, she had no idea… But she was sure as heck going to find out.

She slowly walked over to her window, letting the black leather-clad superhero see that she was approaching, and opened it cautiously as to not knock him off the building without hearing why he was here first.

She gave him her hand to help him inside, and felt the question of his abrupt appearance bubble up into her throat as their eyes met. His deep emerald green eyes met her sky-blue eyes and, for a split second, she thought.

"Chat? Uh… Wh-What are you doing here?" Marinette asked, slightly hesitant, with a concerned tone.

"What? Can't a knight visit his Purrincess?" Chat answered with a smirk appearing on his face.

Her eyes widened as Chat took her hand and gave the back of her hand a soft, warm yet chaste kiss.

As she felt her cheeks burn red briefly as she gently pulled her hand away from his.

"Co-Come on, Chat… What really brought you here so late tonight? Is… Is everything okay?" she responded with a soft voice, her tone was full of deep concern and determination.

"Well… I-I actually came here to talk to you" He stuttered as scratching the back of his head.

"Oh… um," She responded, her gaze quickly shifting to her chaise before returning to Chat, "You wanna sit down and talk?" She asked, waving a hand to gesture to her lounge.

"Why, yes! That would be lovely, thank you princess!" Chat Noir grinned, reminiscent of the Cheshire cat's grin from the Alice in Wonderland movie, before grabbing hold of Marinette and jumping them both up to her bed.

Marinette had to bite the inside of her cheek, firmly but not enough to bleed, so that she didn't spout any curse words at the stupid alley cat for purposely choosing the wrong furniture. She wanted to play it off as he didn't realise what he'd done, she really did, but one look to that smug and satisfied expression on her Kitty's face told her that he damn well knew what he'd done and that he'd definitely done it on purpose.

Swallowing her urge to punch him for it, he let her down into a sitting position gently onto the mattress. As he joined her in sitting down on the bed, Marinette could feel heat coming off of Chat's body like he had just run a marathon or had a raging fever, his weight shifted towards Marinette. Their eyes met once more and Marinette could've sworn she was hearing Chat's heart beating as loud as a Mardi Gras Parade because of how close he suddenly was to her.

Chat took a deep breath, to calm at least some of his nerves, before he started to speak.

"Princess, something has been on my mind for a while and I just… I… I wanted to approach you about it, but I-I just didn't know how to…" he exhaled, turning his head to gather his thoughts more before continuing.

Marinette could feel her face returning to a rosy colour due to their close proximity but was overall concerned for her partner, as he didn't normally make late night serious visits like this and it had her slightly worried for him.

"Just speak from the heart and let it all out," Marinette told him, her voice gentle as to assure him she was there to listen.

As Chat's mind was racing back and fourth over what to say, he took note of how the room was dim-lighted and that it gave off a very romantic and warmth feel to the room. It made Chat relax some and added some confidence towards his confession. The low lighting also made it a little easier to speak normally to Marinette, too.

Chat sighed heavily before inhaling deeply. He then slowly turned back to Marinette, matching his gaze to Marinette's and began to talk.

"Marinette, ever since that night when I assisted you with the akuma attack a few nights ago, I have not been able to get you out of my head. Just the way yo-you shone within the night like one of the stars in the sky… Your beauty caught me totally off guard and I… I guess I just really wanted to tell you but I…." Chat stuttered, as he tried to tell Marinette how he felt.

"It's…. It's okay Chat, take your time…" Marinette said, in a dazed voice. Her face darkening from the compliments she was just paid. She was still confused as to what Chat was going on about, but she was flattered greatly. Before she knew it, a small and gentle smile took place on her face.

These were a few of the things that Chat Noir really liked about Marinette; she was more concerned about others before herself, so peaceful and beautiful and refreshing even though she didn't know it herself & she could light up his whole entire day just by seeing her smile – it didn't even matter whether or not he was Chat Noir or Adrien. She had the same effect on both of his identities.

He took another breath before he scooted closer to Marinette and lightly tilted her head up to face his, using his index finger curled under her chin. Marinette's eyes widened as she realized what Chat wanted to do… But she didn't move or push him away. Instead, she felt her heart race with anticipation as she raised a hand to his chest.

Chat Noir slowly brought his lips closer to Marinette's lips, giving her the opportunity to push him away if she was uncomfortable like the gentleman he is; she could feel that both of their hearts were beating like drums in sync of each other.

"Chat, I…" Marinette breathed out softly, her eyelids drooping.

Before she could speak further, Chat connected his warm, soft and tender lips with Marinette's sweet warm tender lips.

It was an intense moment for them both.

Granted, Marinette loved Adrien…

But Chat… He was as slick and persuasive with his actions as he was with his words. He'd basically wrapped Marinette up in a spell the second he laid his finger under her chin.

As Marinette accepted his kiss and decided to kiss back, she pushed herself forward without breaking the kiss, Chat slowly pushed her down onto her bed and soon enough he was laying on top of Marinette's beautifully fit and curved body. His roaming hands around her waist and hips, outlining her curved body, made Marinette gasp with awe and jolt in the abrupt pleasure.

Chat Noir pulled away from Marinette's lips, grinning as she tried to follow him, and he leaned his cheek against hers so she could feel the gentle warmth of his breath right above her ear and he breathed out very soft words…

"Marinette… I-I think… I love you."