Smiles tilt like the gentle cascade of stars,
and she presses closer,
almost looking like she was the cat between them.
She laughs as his fingers trail down her side,
the joy alight in her eyes,
and that's all that it takes to smile.
She wonders if there's a word for this feeling,
hands interwoven like perfect baskets
between them,
and she can just tell that their fingers were meant for this and so much more.
He smiles and all that she can see for a moment is a cat,
mischievous and playful,
but lovingly affectionate too,
'Milady' never seemed so sweet as it did when it fell from his lips.
She giggles when he presses closer,
paws eagerly finding a waist to curl around just where her shirt had ridden up a small amount,
head resting on her shoulder,
the flicker of his cat ears tickle her neck,
and she just smiles at him
as there is something in this moment
that is undeniably beautiful.
She marvels over when paws become hands
as she spins around the dance floor
following his skilled lead,
and realizes that paws or not,
she still loved the feel of it.
Her hands are already at work on another design,
a bright blue dress with black accents
that somehow light up her eyes just right,
and she wonders how he feels about watching her,
green eyes bright and never leaving her,
chin rested gently on his hand
as she quietly works away
There is no need for words
right now.
Marinette smiles at the way he easily brushes a strand of hair out of her face,
and she forgets to notice
whether he's Cat Noir or Adrien at the moment,
fails to figure out whether there is a claw brushing her hair back
or soft hands finding the way.
She wonders if he notices like she often does
whether her hands are soft against him
or concealed carefully with spandex
does he even notice anymore
whether she's transformed or not?
She barely notices her own transformations anymore,
with no secrets comes a sort of quiet security and ease.
Marinette wonders if her hands feel like delicate roses to the touch,
whether her smile seems more alive when she's transformed
or when she's just at work living a casually normal life
His smile always seems to know what they barely notice anymore,
softer as a civilian,
more alive and excited as a hero.