Sorry if you see any errors, I'm like half asleep.
But sorry this took so long to get up, I really want this story to be as good as possible.
That morning was an unpleasant one when Adrien woke up. He'd spent most of the night thinking about a certain dark haired beauty that didn't go by the name of Ladybug. Marinette had plagued his thoughts from the moment he had gotten home. Of course Plagg had mocked him for it, claiming that Adrien was falling for yet another girl. And of course he denied it, there was no way he would be unfaithful to Ladybug...not that they were a couple. But still, he couldn't go off and be all cuddly with one girl when the love of his life was out there, paroling the streets. At that moment, Adrien fell back onto his pillow, throwing his arm over his eyes, something told him his life was about to get a lot more complicated.
Adrien had convinced himself he was fine on the ride to school. It was a spur of the moment thing, Adrien. You don't have feelings for Marinette, no matter how cute...and kind...and adorable she is. STOP IT ADRIEN! Stop thinking about Marinette's eyes, the pure pigmented blue that steels your breath away when you see them, and don't think about her kissable lips! And definitely don't think about her legs, god her legs, they were a gift from heaven themselves, the pure muscle that you don't even need to feel to know is there, and how it would feel to have them wrapped around your waist as you- BAD ADRIEN! It was at that moment that Adrien realized just how fucked he really was.
When Adrien stepped out of the car, the first person he was met with was Nino, who greeted him with a fist bump and a smile, though Adrien was a little distracted, because oh god.
There she was. Her hair was pulled into two twin pigtails and she was wearing a white sweater that was just a little too big for her, but that wasn't the worst part. Remember how Adrien told himself not to think of her legs, well she was making that VERY difficult, and Adrien couldn't tear his eyes away from her legs, which were exposed by her shorts that stopped about mid thigh. They weren't short enough to be too revealing, like the ones that Chloe would wear, but they were just short enough for Marinette to make it hard for Adrien to breathe. This was going to be a long day.
"You know, instead of staring creepily until she looks over here, you could just go, I don't know, talk to her like a normal person." Nino said, bringing Adrien out of his thoughts. Adrien quickly looked at Nino.
"I wasn't staring Nino, I was just...appreciating her new fashion choices. That's all." Adrien said defensively, refusing to let himself look at Marinette again.
"Whatever dude," Nino said as he and Adrien began to walk toward the school doors. "But if you ever need a wing man, I'm always here." and with that, Adrien began his ascent to class...and his descent into hell.
Marinette didn't have to be a genius to know that something was wrong with Adrien. He had spent the majority of the day with his head down and Marinette was worried he was sick. With the way he worked it wouldn't surprise her that he would make himself sick, he'd done it before. She remembered when they were sixteen and Adrien had ended up in the hospital because of exhaustion. She really didn't want that to happen again, if he wasn't feeling well she would much rather him stay home than to force himself further than he needed to. Silently Marinette leaned over to Alya.
"Hey, Alya." Marinette whispered, making the redheaded girl look at her. "Is Adrien okay?" Alya cast a glance and the blond boy with is head tucked into his arms. Quickly Alya got a piece of paper and scribbled a note on it before folding it up and tapping Nino's shoulder, handing the note to him. Alya gave Marinette a 'we'll see' look before Nino handed the note back. When Alya opened it a wide smile spread across her face that Marinette recognized as not being a smile she liked seeing, because it meant she was plotting.
"He's fine." Alya said, folding the paper back up and stuffing it into her pocket. Marinette only gave her a curious look before turning back to pay attention to her lecturing teacher.
When Marinette got home she was still thinking about Adrien. She really did hope he was okay, but then something else came to mind, at that something else was tall, lean, had blond hair, and a tail. Chat Noir, she hadn't really thought about him until then. Silently Marinette raised a hand to touch her cheek where Chat had kissed her. She didn't know why, but part of her had wanted him to kiss her, to really kiss her. She wondered what it would be like, would his lips be soft and warm against hers as he held her close like she was his lifeline. Sure, she had kissed him during Dark Cupid, but that was to save him, but still, it was nice. She had kissed him then longer than she probably needed to, but the second her lips touched his she was gone for, it took everything she had to let go to see a very confused Chat Noir above her. Marinette stop it, you love Adrien, there is no way you would fall for that mangy cat, so stop thinking about it. The way his lips would feel against yours, the way his hands would caress your back, pulling you closer to him, and the way you would be left tasting him for the next few days-STOP! Marinette groaned, much to the amusement of her Kwami, who sat eating a cookie on her desk.
"You know Marinette, it's okay to like Chat Noir." Tikki said, drawing Marinette's attention.
"I don't like Chat Noir, no matter how tall and handsome and brave and courageous he is. And the way he always puts everyone before himself, and how despite his flirtatious nature he's always so gentle and makes sure to not cross boundaries...Oh my god Tikki, do I like Chat Noir?" Marinette began to pace back and forth.
Tikki only laughed. "I think you just answered your own question Marinette." and with that Tikki disappeared. Marinette looked around, wondering what had caused her Kwami to flee so suddenly, and then a knock at her trap door answered her question. Quickly, and rather clumsily, Marinette climbed her latter and opened her door to see a boy with blond hair, green eyes, and cat ears. Without saying a word Marinette climbed the rest of the way onto the balcony. Chat Noir smiled at her before turning and walking over to the balcony rail and leaning against it, gazing at Paris beyond it. Marinette took this chance to really look at the boy in front of her. He was tall and lean, his shoulders were broad that tapered out into his muscular arms. When they were younger Chat Noir better resembled a stick than anything else, but looking at him now, the hero job had been kind to his body. Unlike most men, instead of being flat, Chat Noir had a curve to his waist as it lead into the rest of his body. She could see the muscles of his back through the leather uniform he wore, and it was then that Marinette truly realized just how increasingly attractive Chat Noir really was.
When Chat Noir turned to look at her Marinette realized she had been staring. Calmly, or a calmly as she could, she approached Chat, taking her place next to him on the balcony.
"So what brings you here kitty cat?" Marinette asked.
"Just thought it would drop by and see my Purrincess today." Chat said, turning to look at the girl next to him.
Marinette was beautiful and Adrien was having a hard time not staring at her. She had changed since the school day, wearing the same sweater, but opted for a pair of yoga pants instead of shorts, this had had of course been a blessing and a curse. Curse because he could no longer stare at her gorgeous legs without them being covered, however it was a blessing because the pants definitely emphasized some of Marinette's...assets. Adrien felt the hot blush spread on his face and quickly banished any inappropriate thoughts from his mind...well most inappropriate thoughts.
It was Marinette's voice that brought Adrien back to reality.
"Chat." She said for the third time. Adrien jumped.
"I'm sorry princess, what were you saying?" Adrien asked, turning toward the smaller girl in front of him, when he looked at her, he couldn't help but think about how perfectly she would fit against his chest.
"I asked if you were okay?" Marinette asked, though with the look on her face it looked like she had already gotten her answer.
Adrien smiled. "Just a little distracted...I guess."
"Do you want to talk about it?" Marinette asked, catching Adrien's eyes with her own. Adrien had an internal battle with himself on whether he should ask her for advice. But he would be asking for advice about herself, and that just seemed wrong, so he opted for,
"I'm fine purr-"
"Why don't you ever use my name?" Marinette cut Adrien off as he began to say princes.
"What?" Chat's startled tone made Marinette feel a small form of accomplishment.
"You call me princess a lot, but you never use my actual name." Marinette stated, turning so that her entire body was facing the boy in front of her. Chat smiled and repeated the actions he had done the day before. He leaned in close, their lips an inch apart before he whispered.
"Marinette." Marinette was suddenly painfully aware of the boy in front of her, his every breath, his every movement, the way his eyes sparkled in the setting sunlight, and the way his hot breath felt on her warm skin. However, before he could kiss her on the cheek and run a way like he had done the day before, Marinette did something she never expected herself to do, especially with her partner.
She kissed him. On the lips. And her body was on fire. At first Chat was shocked at the sudden contact, and Marinette was worried he would pull away, but at that exact moment she felt two strong arms wrap around her waist, to clawed hands placing themselves on her back. Hesitantly, Marinette wrapped her arms around Chat's neck. She was right, his lips were soft and warm, gentle and inexperienced. The kiss was ginger, neither really wanting to ruin the moment that they had. Marinette's brain was spinning, she was kissing Chat Noir, and he was kissing her back...and she didn't mind.
When Chat pulled away Marinette had half a mind to follow his lips, but instead remained frozen in spot. Chat smiled at her, cupping both sides of her face with his hands, she leaned into the touch. When had she developed feelings for the stupid alley cat.
"As much as I would like to stay-"
"Then stay." Marinette cut Chat off, surprising herself and Chat Noir with her statement. What the hell am I doing right now?! Marinette thought. "I-I mean, I know how you're kind of lonely at home so...why don't you stay here?" Marinette prepared herself for rejection when suddenly she felt a pair of lips on her forehead, lingering for several seconds before pulling away.
Plagg is going to have my ass for this. Adrien thought. But right now he couldn't really bring himself to care. He would much rather stay with Marinette than go back to an empty home. He smiled. "I'm just warning you, I tend to cuddle." Adrien said, receiving a laugh from Marinette that made his heart feel like it was about to burst.
"So am I." Marinette said in a whisper that made Adrien stop breathing. And that night, when he was cuddled close to a cute raven haired girl, with her head tucked into his chest and her arms wrapped around his leather clad torso, he knew. He had fallen for Marinette...and he had fallen hard.