A/N: Yes, I'm more of an A/N type of person. But hi! Welcome to the start of Just A Dream! This is a multi-chaptered fic so if you want to read a one-shot first, that's okay. (May I recommend Squeeze Theorem? #spon) Anyways, before you read the story I suggest you listen to Sam Tsui and Christina Grimmie's version of my story's title sake (i don't want name sake because it is a TITLE; because srsly it is hella good)-but that's just a rec!

Please do kindly shower me with reviews and faves if you want to! It keeps me alive (also motivated). Also I apologize in advance for some grammatical errors, misspellings, and other stuff. You can point it out too (please I suck at trying to find my own mistakes).

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Disclaimer : This will follow a post-reveal LadyNoir AU. But the uncommon route (i think, i think.)

One

THE MOMENT ADRIEN AGRESTE, in his ethereal Chat Noir form heard the question from his Lady herself, made his stomach churn.

"Where's Adrien? Adrien?!"

So he did what he did. He ducked down behind a solidified clump of the Horrificator's slime and shouted back.

"Yeah, I'm here!" In the most 'Adrien voice' he could manage. The problem with having double identities arise when you are trying to disguise your own voice beneath your disguise.

Then he heard her sigh in relief. A brief thought passed his mind, and made him question his lady back.

"Is Marinette here?!"

He swear he could sense that he could hear the stutter in Ladybug's voice.

"Y-yeah! All of them!" Ladybug reassured.

And then of course, after that song number fiasco that made him think, as much as he adores his friends and especially Ladybug, who was, by the way the only girl that managed to make him swoon, he knew they can never make it to a proper musical.

But at least they managed to save them all again. Another day for him of saving people, the normal Chat Noir business. And also another day of his Lady's identity be a mystery. The real and very normal Chat Noir- or Adrien Agreste, to be really honest with himself.

"You're thinking about her again, aren't you? Geez." Plagg sighs as he now digs in his usual piece of Camembert. "Don't you trust Ladybug? Marinette's safe." His kwami continues, as it (or he) delightfully savours his treat.

What?

"Plagg, I'm not thinking about Marinette." Adrien insists.

"Really? Because that's not the face you make when you think about Ladybug and boy do I know that face, and I'm saying it right now; it's not the face you were making just then." His kwami reasoned out as it sat comfortably on his dresser.

"And what made you think that for all people it would be Marinette?" Adrien asked again.

He swore Plagg gave him a you-kidding-me-I-have-to-deal-with-this look.

But then his kwami smirked.

"It's not like you were really, really worrying about her even though you just heard Ladybug ask for you." Plagg replied, albeit holding a sarcastic tone.

"I am a good friend, Plagg. She just disappeared. We didn't even hear her ask for help. She just disappeared and Alya was freaked out but then at least Ladybug checked out on her and she's okay but still I never did get to see her so-"

Plagg was just looking at him, as if to say, not worried my arse.

"I am rationing your cheese." He firmly said.

"WHAT?! Here I am, just merely doing you a service of helping you clear your head on who you're really thinking about and now I get this?!" Plagg dramatically explained.

Adrien chuckled. Sometimes he really liked seeing his kwami riled up just because of food.

"because we're still getting the new supply and it doesn't come until next week so unless you want a replacement for cheese, suit yourself." Adrien replied, smiling at his kwami.

He really hates Plagg sometimes.

Tonight was one of days-or nights? Because it was already his time to lay his head on a bed and put himself to sleep.

And now all he can think about is Marinette. Shockingly, it was usually Ladybug.

Now it was his timid yet really, really amazing classmate, and friend? (that is still a question because they can't have a proper, friend-like conversation) that bothers his mind.

Was she safe?

"Don't you trust Ladybug?" Right. Because Marinette was safe. Right.

You'll see her tomorrow, idiot.

So he turns to find a comfortable position,closes his eyes, and relaxes.

Thinking about Ladybug never bugged him like this.

His eyes open again, and he sighs.

This is why I don't listen to Plagg sometimes.

Because he was thinking about Marinette, and was really bugged -see there was even a pun there.

It's not even about worrying about his princess' safety, it was more of a tallying-of-reasons-why-I-am-worrying and he is really worrying about his state of feelings here.

They were two people, Ladybug was his idol and crush but Marinette was-

And there's where he holds his thought. He knows what it is, he knows what the next words are.

Is this the way of the universe to tell him that he was only idolizing Ladybug (but he still trusts her as a friend and partner)?

Because right now, the words he had been holding never left him so sure of their meaning.

He was really sure.

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