Hello everyone!

This is my first Fanfic so please be kind.

I'm a bit nervous tbh.

I hope that you enjoy!

Thank you! 3

~V

May 1st

Chat didn't realize where he was as he tried to blink through the haze of pain behind his eyes. Everything was a blur of pink with the occasional flash of black that would hover before leaving his line of sight. He slowly reached up to gently asses his pounding head when a firm grip stopped him even getting half-way. The force pressed his hand back down to his side and then lightly fussed with his hair. He sighed at the caresses as they actually helped with the pain and he whimpered slightly when the touch left. He could make out a faint voice but nothing distinctive, only that the voice was sweet and soothing to his ears. He mumbled out, something he hoped was a bit intelligible, before the encroaching darkness swallowed his vision and he slipped into unconsciousness.

Marinette sat on the floor by her settee watching the passed out superhero with an uneasy crease in her brow. She kept biting her thumbnail, anxiety and worry making her lapse into the habit, thinking on what to do. Chat had come crashing onto her balcony scaring her out of her pigtails. He was a tangle of limbs against the railing and on closer inspection she noticed a head wound. He could barely get up and whatever speech came out of his mouth was a jumbled mess. She was able to drag him inside and set him up on her settee before he finally collapsed in a heap. Getting up Marinette began to pace her mind spiraling down into deeper and deeper disquiet. What could have happened to him, there are very few things that could get the jump on Chat Noir, he's her partner and a superhero of god's sake! Tikki floated from nearby to land on her shoulder looking just as worried as Marinette.

"Marinette please sit down. Pacing yourself into exhaustion and fretting isn't going to do him much good. You need to calm down and think clearly." Tikki said anxiously.

Marinette looked at the small kwami almost on the verge of tears.

"Tikki I don't know what to do. He's hurt and I can't use my miraculous cure to fix him."

Marinette's voice quivered almost as bad as her lip as she looked at Chat "The best I could do was clean him up and bandage his head and I can't check for other wounds because of the suit."

Tikki zipped to the front of Marinette's face and grabbed her nose looking deep into her bluebell eye's, causing Marinette to cross her eyes to actually look at the tiny red kwami

"Look here Marinette" Tikki stated firmly, "You have done everything that you could possibly do and more. You may not be a doctor but after fighting all of these akumas you've been able to patch yourself up without further harm. Chat Noir's kwami and suit protect him from a majority of harm and once he sleeps a bit and allows the magic to heal him he'll be right at rain."

Marinette sniffed back tears and looked past Tikki to look at the boy on her couch sleeping soundly. He didn't seem to be in pain. Rubbing her face on her sweater sleeves she looked at Tikki with gratitude.

"Thanks Tikki. You always seem to know what to say. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Tikki smiled reassuringly "You'd still be the same amazing person. You'd figure it all out eventually."

Marinette gave her a small smile and turned to settle on the floor by the couch. Laying her head on her arms she gazed at Chat's face and sighed.

"What am I going to do with you Chaton?" She murmured.

Chat shifted slightly to the sound of her voice and breathed deeper in his sleep, seeming to relax in her presence. Marinette smiled softly and reached out to play with his hair again, seeing how it helped earlier. After a bit Marinette's eyes began to droop until her hand rested lightly in Chat's hair and her breathing slowed until she too fell asleep.

Chat woke up with a small start as he took in his unfamiliar surroundings. His eyes darted around the pink room and skylight until they landed on the slightly mussed black hair resting against his side.

Why is Marinette here? He thought.

Then it dawned on him. His head ached slightly as his memory refreshed itself to the last three hours. He had been on patrol when someone needed his help. He swooped down to deal with the criminal and after securing them for the police was caught off guard by his cohort. Beaned him right across the temple with a pipe for something. He had been hit with enough force to almost black out and had his brain scrambled. He faintly remembered sailing through the sky with is baton and landing pretty rough. Lightly touching his head he felt a gauze dressing, turning his head to look at Marinette. He had felt the need to go somewhere safe to heal but he never imagined that his subconscious would take him to her place. He probably scared her half to death falling from the sky like a rock. He smiled down at her and lightly undressed his head. Lightly fingering his temple he found it was still tender but whatever damage had been done was 95% healed. He couldn't say the same for the soreness in his body or the bruises he was suffering. Plagg would be needing half a wheel of camembert when he got home having been sapped of energy from fixing him up.

Moving slowly as to not wake Marinette, Chat scooched himself off the settee but moving away from Marinette stirred her awake. She looked up groggily to see Chat sitting up and him looking down at her sheepishly.

"Sorry for waking you Princess. I was trying to make my way out quietly."

Blinking a few times at Chat, Marinette yawned halfway but then snapped her head towards him, surging to her feet. Having realized Chat was awake had every nerve in her body singing with awareness.

"Chat! Thank the stars you're awake!" Marinette gushed relived. Her hair was disheveled but her eyes shone and her shoulders slumped with the breath she seemed to be holding. She moved close to him and brushed his hair aside to get a better look at his head. Chat leaned a bit into her cool touch on his skin which caused Marinette to still her ministrations.

Chat rubbed the back of his neck embarrassed. He felt the need to excuse himself from making a fool of himself and possibly worrying her.

"Sorry for crashing into your house. I really wasn't in the right mind and if I scared you I'm also sorry." Chat apologized. "I'm also sorry you had to see me like that, it's not very superhero-y."

Marinette shook her head denying his apology. What was he apologizing for?! She glared straight at him and saw him straighten in apprehension. Chat didn't see Marinette this angry very often at school but when he did it always scared him. Marinette cocked her hip and planted her fist on it. Frowning at him she pointed at Chat's chest.

"Now look here Chat Noir, there is no reason for you to apologize even one bit. You don't have to apologize for being hurt or coming to me if you needed help! If anything you should apologize for not relying on your partner and calling Ladybug for help if you needed it. She'd be worried sick that you'd be hurt."

Marinette huffed and crossed her arms looking away from him. Chat looked at her and felt a pang in his heart. He knew he should've been careful but the pain in his chest was from making Marinette distraught. He didn't want to but he felt the need to leave before he upset her more. Getting up he made his way to the skylight and before he could thank her for taking care of him Marinette's hand shot out, grabbing his wrist. The look in her eyes froze him to the spot. There was so much worry, fear and care for him in them they made her eyes look like endless pools of blue.

"Where are you going?" She asked alarmed.

Chat looked down at her hand and then into her face. Smiling faintly he gently took her hand in his, moving a clawed thumb across the back of her palm soothingly.

"I can't stay Princess I have to get home. Thank you for taking care of this silly cat." He said softly.

Marinette's face scrunched into an anxious frown and looked him straight in the eye.

"You're still injured. Superhero or not it's not safe until you're fully healed." She stated.

Chat sighed and shook his head. "You've done enough for me Mari, I can't continue to impose on you."

Slipping his hand out of hers he turned again to leave but Marinette caught his gloved hand in both of hers this time. She looked up into Chat's green eyes with her bluebell ones and very softly pleaded.

"You're injured. Please, stay the night. Please."

Chat's heart seized and he felt he might have a heart attack or his brain was still scrambled but any will that he had on insisting to leave vanished. Sucking in a sharp breath he looked to his exit out of the corner of his eye and realized he really couldn't leave. Looking back to Marinette who was gazing at him hopefully he nodded.

"I'll stay Princess."

Marinette let go a sigh a relief and positively beamed at him. Marinette could feel her anxiety and worry melt away knowing that he would stay and continue resting.

"Thank you Chat."

As they stood there smiling at each other Marinette didn't realize that she had just asked him to sleep over and that she was going to agonize over it the entire night.