Chloe was sleeping in her room at 2AM. Ladybug did not know that.

Ladybug had been going after an akuma since 4 in the afternoon, and she had no idea where the akuma was or how to fight a person who kept camouflaging with any plants around it. The only way to sort of get a clue is to find out the reason on why it was akumatized. Ladybug usually wouldn't visit Chloe, but being the master akumatizer she is, Chloe was always on the suspect list.

Chloe rubbed her eyes to the knocking on one of her balcony doors. She sat up quickly, a bit scared. She didn't want to scream just yet. While reaching for her baseball bat under one of her pillows, she noticed the human like shadow that was tapping on the glass. Chloe got out of her bed and approached the screen with her bat held high, ready to attack.

"Chloe, it's me," Ladybug said. Chloe smiled and threw her bat down on the floor to open the screen door.

"Ladybug?" Chloe smiled at her.

"Hi, Chloe. I have some questions for you, and I wouldn't be surprised if you have some for me."

"Why would I?"

"It's 2 in the morning, and I'm sneaking into your room."

"You're always welcome to sneak into my room, Ladybug." Ladybug stayed silent at the comment and gave a small frown. This was when Ladybug finally took note of Chloe's appearance. She had her hair down, and she wasn't wearing much but a pink sports bra and short shorts. Ladybug turned to face the glass doors. She couldn't deal with this right now, and she didn't know why she couldn't and why her face was hot.

"Okay, Chloe. Before I ask you more serious questions, I've developed more questions in the 20 seconds that I've been here. Why in the world would you open a door for a potential robber in the first place? I understand that you had the baseball bat, but you only were going to have to hit them if they broke in. Also, aren't you rich enough to buy pajamas or something?"

"What if they opened the door as I went up to them? Wha- Ladybug!" Chloe let out an aggravated noise that gave Ladybug a small smirk. She had won. "Okay. It's two in the morning, and you're questioning what I do while I'm half asleep and how I dress or do not dress. What do you want?" Chloe was a bit ticked off, and she rarely ever used this tone with her. She really did press some buttons.

"This is about the akuma, Sumac. I wanted to ask if you ticked off anyone who likes plants lately."

"Why am I suspect?"

"Chloe, you aren't exactly… an angel."

"So you're calling me an asshole?"

"No no no," Ladybug shook her head. She was still looking at the glass doors, so she didn't know how angry Chloe's face looked at the moment. "I'm just saying because you're usually always… around when there's an akuma lurking through Paris. I just need a clue to find out how to defeat it."

"You're Ladybug. Look harder," Chloe said. Ladybug took in one deep breath to stop herself from snapping at Chloe and turned around to look at the blonde. Ladybug closed her open mouth and decided not to speak when she realized that the look on Chloe's face wasn't anger, but hurt. "I'm sorry that I can't help you this time."

Was… Chloe Bourgeois… apologizing? For something that she didn't even do? That question flashed past Marinette's eyes as Chloe disappeared deeper into her dark room and crawled into her bed.

"Ladybug. Can you please lock the screen door before you leave?" Chloe asked before she let out a yawn. Ladybug couldn't help but yawn right after her.

"Yeah. Night, Chloe," Ladybug said before leaving. She decided it was best for her to go home like Chat Noir did an hour ago.

It was in her watering can. Marinette and Adrien missed roughly about 3 hours of school in the morning to finally get rid of the akuma, but they finally cleansed the botanist who was called strange for their love of plants.

Marinette was exhausted throughout class, and she was ready to go home when the bell rang. As she walked outside of class, Chloe came up to her without Sabrina at her side for once. Marinette didn't care enough to scan for the red head and looked directly at Chloe, to get the conversation over with as soon as she possibly could. She felt nauseous whenever she had to speak with her.

"What's with those eye bags, Marinette?" Chloe mocked her. Marinette regretted not only not walking away, but her whole existence.

"Chloe, I'm tired. Please go away," Marinette rolled her eyes.

"I'm leaving alright, to get the beauty sleep you've never gotten," she said as she walked away laughing loudly as always.

Rich people always laugh the loudest.

Marinette wondered what Chloe's ultimate goal was. She was daddy's little princess, but eventually, Chloe was going to have to build up her life for the future. But what had built up in her heart and mind that made her the rotten person she is?

She was too tired to contemplate on someone as irrelevant as Chloe.

When she got home, she laid down in her bed to close her eyes for a nap. It was Friday, it had been a really long week, and she deserved it. She was 16 now and she hadn't gotten sick of being Ladybug. Not once. She wasn't as tired as she used to be but for some reason, all the recent interactions with Chloe as both Marinette and Ladybug had been even more exhausting than anything else.

Chloe had lured Ladybug into her room at least twice that week on purpose because she didn't feel safe. She ended up staying in the room until the blonde fell asleep. She didn't know why she agreed to, but she did somewhat enjoy being in the same room as Chloe without wanting to rip out her throat and drag her around Paris. She has to admit, Chloe didn't look so evil when she was asleep. Unfortunately, it'd take her forever to fall asleep. Who knows what Chloe was thinking of as she laid in bed, but it sure as heck wasn't letting her sleep.

She woke up two hours later to Tikki who kept slamming her tiny body against her face to wake her up.

"Wake up, Marinette! Alya is here!" Tikki said. Marinette groaned and rubbed her eyes as Tikki went to go hide.

"Hey, Mari!" Alya practically screamed as she entered.

"Hey, Alya," Marinette yawned. She sat up in her bed as Alya took her swivel chair and moved to where she and Marinette were sitting across from each other.

"I have some strange news, like, weird."

"If this is about Adrien's possible chance of doing underwear mode-"

"No, not that! Chloe came up to me in the morning when you weren't here."

"What did she say about me?"

"Nothing. She asked me about Ladybug actually." She still said something about me.

"Why?"

"I'm guessing it has to do with my Ladyblog. She asked me if I had Ladybug's contact information, and she bugged me about it for quite a while. I don't have any though, so I just kept telling her to fuck off."

"Amazing," Marinette said in a monotonous voice. She didn't want to think about Chloe right when she woke up from a really good nap.

"Why are you taking a nap on a Friday afternoon?"

"I'm tired. It's been a very long week."

"You've been missing so much school, though? Why are you tired?"

"I'm not sure," Marinette lied. Alya stayed gossiping with Marinette for about two hours, and Marinette blocked out most of it. Alya left because Marinette fell asleep in the middle of the conversation.

After every night patrol, Ladybug swung by Chloe's place. She had requested that Ladybug do it just in case she didn't feel safe. Out of the five times she's done it, she only stayed twice. She just walked in this time, not bothering to knock. Chloe left her balcony doors open on the days that she knew that Ladybug would be on patrol.

"I'm here, Bourgeois," Ladybug said as she entered the dark room. "Do you need me to stay, or can I leave?" Ladybug saw light from the bedside table. Chloe's phone was being blown up with text messages. Chloe was under the covers, crying. "I'm guessing I'm going to stay." This isn't exactly how she wanted to spent her Saturday night.

She walked over and looked at the phone. It was her dad. He wasn't in Paris at the moment. She didn't want to snoop any further, so she decided to deal with Chloe. She pulled off the covers and saw Chloe curled up in a ball. Her hair was wet, and she was wearing decent pajamas.

"You're going to catch a cold," Ladybug told her.

"I caught one yesterday," Chloe mumbled a response. She sounded horrible.

"You sound fucking horrible," Ladybug joked around. She laid down next to Chloe's trembling body. The blanket was on the floor.

"I hope you never have kids," Chloe said. "You'd just be another horrible parent out there." Ouch.

Nah, nothing Chloe says can hurt her.

"What makes you say that?"

"I have a cold, you ripped the blankets off from me, I'm crying, and you won't ask what's wrong." Man, Bourgeois was blunt. But Ladybug was an asshole to her, so it evened out their relationship.

Ladybug rolled her eyes," What's wrong?"

"You don't care." Ladybug was ready to drag her around Paris.

"I care a little bit."

"No you don't."

"You're acting like a child, Chloe. If I didn't care, I wouldn't come here every other night to make you feel safe. I care about all the civilians in Paris, and trust me, you're not just another one."

Chloe shifted her body to look at Ladybug. She was still in fetal position. She looked better without all her makeup.

"You look better without your ugly ass makeup," Ladybug told her.

"You're really mean sometimes, Ladybug," Chloe mumbled as she started wiping off the tears on her face.

"Like you aren't."

"You don't know me outside this room, Ladybug. I'm a good person. A lot of people love me." Ladybug didn't want to give her identity away, so she stayed silent.

"So are you going to tell me why you were crying or just stay silent for the rest of the night and take 12 years to fall asleep?" Ladybug asked her. Chloe dragged her body to the other end of the bed.

"Give me my blankets," Chloe told her. She coughed afterwards. Ladybug got up and threw the blanket on her. It was still in a ball, and it was only covering her face. She started to feel a little bad after she realized that Chloe wasn't going to fix it, so she picked it up and properly covered Chloe. Being a superhero was sure a fun time.

Ladybug went on the other end of her bed and went under the covers. She wanted to sleep, too. She took a while to go to sleep, though. Chloe's crying kept her awake.