AN: Inspired by NateWantsToBattle & Cristina Vee's cover of Attention by Charlie Puth. I listened to it tonight, and this was the result!


Ugh. It's the cat again, Ladybug said in disgust to herself.

Chat Noir had just shown up on the scene. As soon as his eyes drifted to the red superheroine a few feet away from him, his expression went dull.

"Ladybug," he forced a greeting, his fake politeness filling the air.

"Let's just get this over with," she said with the utmost loathing and venomous tone she could muster.

Chat let out an irritated nasal noise, but whole-heartedly agreed, and let out a grunt of agreement. The less they had to be around each other, the better things would be for the both of them.

It was a simple akuma attack, nothing that couldn't be taken care of quickly. In actuality, neither of them really paid much attention to the details of the akuma villain, as they were too focused on the thought of finishing up so they could get out of each other's presence.

When they had defeated the akuma, and Ladybug had purified the dark butterfly, they went their separate ways without another word or glance.
They would do their job to protect the city, but that's when their time together ended.

Arriving home in her dark and lonely apartment, Ladybug flung in through her curtained window she had left open on her way out, and detransformed the second she was out of possible peeping eyes.

"Marinette, you should talk to him," Tikki whined immediately. "Adrien-"

Her eyes flashed with fury as soon as his name was mentioned.

"Uhh," Tikki said nervously, scolding herself mentally for her lapse of judgement. "I'm sorry. I just really think you need to work this out. With words."

Tikki thought about the last time they had seen each other, something that she usually tried to forget. She grimaced at the memory.

Marinette rolled her eyes, "And say what? What he did-!"

"What about what you did, Marinette? Blame goes two ways in this case. You both did wrong, now you both need to fix it. And to do that, you need to talk to each other."

"I won't," she flat-out refused, her arms crossed stiffly across her chest. "I'll only talk to him if he comes to me."

And with a swift turn, she stomped out of the room, leaving Tikki alone.
"Oh Marinette..." she whispered with a sigh. "Why do you have to act like this?"

Then an idea struck her. If she could just talk to Plagg...

Tikki glanced towards the door anxiously, and after hearing Marinette grumble something she couldn't make out in the other room, assuring her that she wouldn't be caught, she glided out the window.

The sky was clear, the moon nearly full so there was plenty of light for Tikki to see. She eased around buildings and chimneys, jetting up, down, left and right, until she had reached Adrien's place.

His new residence was nice, much classier and extravagant than the average Parisian home, but it didn't measure up to the mansion he grew up in. Adrien wanted it that way, he didn't care as much about having material things. Not to mention, a massive but empty home wasn't inviting, and he certainly didn't want to live in another prison of a house.

Thankfully, as she approached she noticed Adrien kept one of his window's open, so Tikki had an easy time getting in unnoticed.

"Come on, kid, this is getting ridiculous!" Plagg said sternly. "Can't you just talk to her?"

Adrien clucked his tongue. "Why should I? You see the way she acts around me, I think that ship has long since sailed."

"Kid," the cat Kwami raised an eyebrow at his stubborn Chosen. "You didn't exactly try to fix anything. What do you expect after what happened? She has the right to be mad, and after what she did, so do you. But you can't stay mad forever," he suddenly spotted a stack of Camembert on Adrien's coffee table, and floated down to eat the savory, gooey stuff.
"You hurt her, she hurt you, now you're hurting each other because you hurt each other... Honestly, I don't get you humans. But from being around them for sooo many years," he dragged it out, an annoyed edge in his voice. Adrien still had no idea how old his little pal really was, but now wasn't the time to care about a trivial matter. "I do know that at some point, you're going to have to talk it out. And admit that you were wrong and say you're sorry. I know that's important to girls."

"But she-!"

"No!" Plagg scolded, throwing a small piece of Camembert at Adrien's face. "Don't focus on what Marinette did- Oops!" He knew better than to mention her name in his presence, but unfortunately his tongue slipped.

Adrien's eyes went wild with pain and anger, his body tensed, and his jaw clenched.

"I can't," was all he said through his teeth before he left the room for the other side of the house.

"Way to go," Plagg mumbled to himself with a large piece of cheese in his mouth.

Tikki stared at the door Adrien had walked through for a moment to make sure he wasn't coming back before she let herself be known.

"Pssst, Plagg!" Tikki whispered, waving her little hands in the air.
His ear twitched when he heard her.

"Tikki?"

She nodded, and waved him over to her very urgently. "I can't stay long, Marinette doesn't know I came here and I want to keep it that way. But I needed to talk to you."

"Does it have to do with our infuriating Chosens?"

Tikki just sighed in response. "I can't exactly say I blame them, but..."

"But this could be at least sorted out anyway if they just spoke like rational adults."

"Can we really blame them for not being rational about this?"

"...No," Plagg replied thoughtfully after a moment. "I guess not."

"She cried her eyes out that night, you know. Marinette hasn't been the same since," Tikki said just above a whisper.

"He hasn't been the same, either. Not at all. I thought things were bad when I first came to live with Adrien, but this has been much, much worse."

"Well I have an idea that I think can get them talking again at least. It'll put them on the right track anyway. Think you can help me?"

Plagg snorted. "Ahh please! Look who you're talking to, Tikki! I've got this. Tell me what you need me to do."


AN: Since it was a spur of the moment idea, please let me know if you'd like me to continue! Thank you.

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