The morning sun broke through her windows just as she broke off a steamy kiss with Chat in her dreams. She groaned loudly as her eyes fluttered open and her mind replayed the dream once again. She had been dreaming about Adrien doing that sort of thing with her for nearly three years and now suddenly that stupid black clad cat wormed his way into her crushes spot in her dreams, it wasn't fair! It wasn't right! Something was wrong with her.

Chat was a good kisser though.

A blush bloomed out from her cheeks and spread down to her chest as she rolled herself out of bed and headed for her bathroom. She needed a shower, needed to clear her mind that was even more jumbled than it had been the night before. Her clothes were removed swiftly and placed in a hamper by the door and the rush of water from the fancy overhead shower was cut on and turned up until it sounded like a waterfall was echoing in the tiled bathroom. She placed herself under the water and allowed the steaming liquid to wash over her face and shoulders. The heat from it was nothing compared to how her body felt when she first opened her eyes. How did he do that to her after just one kiss? Was she going crazy or had she really developed deeper feelings than friendship for her black clad counterpart? If she had then why did she feel so guilty about it, it wasn't like she and Adrien had a-

At the thought of Adrien a shockwave like the one she felt the night before when Chat kissed her the second time ran through her body. She found herself leaning against the wall while her left hand brushed the space between her slightly there abs and the soft curls that surrounded the spot that the shockwave ended its journey at. She closed her eyes and lightly beat her head against the tiles.

I'm such a fucking fickle minded girl.

As the thought crossed her mind her ears perked up to the sound of Tikkis voice, it was faint compared to that of the water around her but she could still make out a few words:

"Plagg….no…..out any second….go…..finds out." She lifted her head and furrowed her brow as a soft oomph sound reached her ears from the other room. Who was the Kwami talking to? She turned the water off in time to hear her dear friend command whoever it was to "hurry" and this only confused her more.

"Tikki?" She called out worriedly as she draped a white and pink robe around her shoulders. She wasn't surprised when the small god fazed through the wall as if it wasn't even there. It floated before her in a nervous manner as she tied her robe shut and moved her still damp hair from her head.

"Do you need something Marinette?" Tikki asked innocently as she placed her fingerless hands behind her back.

"I was just wondering who you were talking to, I couldn't really make out much past your voice." She answered the small god honestly as she moved to the sink to brush her teeth. The red and black spotted being followed to sit on the edge of the sink as she studied the Blackett carefully and thought over her words.

"You know that I combined with your miraculous allow you to transform right?" She asked and noticed how the girl tapped her earring with her free hand as she did so.

"Yeah." Was the short reply that Marinette gave after spitting what she could of the used toothpaste out of her mouth. She reached for a cup and filled it with water, going through the routine of rinsing out her mouth as Tikki continued.

"Well it should be obvious but Chat-Noir gets his abilities in much the same way." Marinette nodded her head as she swished the water around in her mouth so Tikki decided to go on with her explanation, "well, his Kwami and I have known one another for quite a long while and we like to check up on one another every now and then. I was speaking to him in your room." Marinette nearly spit the liquid in her mouth out onto the large vanity mirror.

"Wait, you're telling me that you speak to Chats Kwami?" She asked in a shocked whisper as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Yes I am."

"On a regular basis?" Her voice was beginning to crack but she didn't care.

"Well a semi-regular one but yes."

"Does he know who I am, has he seen you with me I mean." Her hands were shaking now.

"Um, yes when we were living at your house he would come by after the two of you were asleep." Tikkis voice was getting squeaky as she sensed her chosens line of thought.

"He knows I'm L-Ladybug! So that means that Chat knows-"

"No," Tikki interrupted her, "just like I know who Chat really is, we made a promise not to tell you two after the first time you met as Ladybug and Chat-Noir."

"Have you, I mean, does Chat know about your visits?" She asked as she gripped the sink to steady herself.

"As far as I know, no." Was her reply.

"Do I know him, outside the mask?" Marinette wouldn't look up as she asked the question.

"Well,"

"No never mind I don't want to know!" Marinette fell to her knees and clutched her hands to her ears as she shut her eyes and tried to block out everything around her, "I can't do this! I can't deal with this! It's too much!"

"It's okay Marinette, calm down. I won't tell you anything you don't want to know." The Kwami floated down to pay her forehead gently as she spoke.

"Of course he doesn't know who I am," she chuckled a bit as the thought occurred to her, "if he knew I was Ladybug I'd never get him to leave me alone."

"You weren't Ladybug last night." Tikki didn't mean to say it out loud but the shocked big eyes glare that she received followed by the scared scream that was muffled by her chosens knees told her that she had most definitely vocalized her thoughts.

"He knows!" She wailed as she shook her head against her knees, "fuck he knows and that's why he kissed me! Oh god what am I gonna do?" She was on the verge of a total breakdown as she sat on the cool tile of the bathroom floor.

"Shh shh it's okay I swear to you that he doesn't know that you Marinette are Ladybug, you need to relax a bit. What happened last night just happened, a spur of the moment kind of thing so you don't need to beat yourself up over it. Just relax and finish getting ready or you will be late for school." Tikkis wasn't wrong on the last part, she knew this and relaxed slightly. She didn't want to go downstairs looking like a train wreck and run into Adrien after all.


Adrien's head popped up from behind his couch as Plagg floated in and gave a long drawn out yawn. His green eyes were ablaze with anger as he spotted the tiny black Kwami and his mouth was drawn into a tight line.

"Where the fuck have you been!" He demanded as he stood and made his way over to snatch the being from the air.

"Chill chill," Plagg stated as he waved his paws nonchalantly, "I was just checking in with a friend, I do it all the time. No worries."

"A friend!" Adrien was ready to burst a blood vessel.

"Yeah, Ladybugs Kwami, Tikki." Plagg yawned as he floated away from Adrien's hands that had dropped to his sides.

"You know who Ladybug is don't you." He stated flatly.

"Yeah." Was Plaggs reply.

"You've known all along?" His voice was calm but his eyes were wild.

"Yeah."

"I'm gonna kill you!" He leapt at the god that easily avoided him, much as he had when they first met all those years ago.

"Chill out man, Tikki knows who you are too, it was the two of you who decided to hide it." Plagg stated lazily as he floated just out of the blondes reach.

"Does she know who I am, Ladybug?" He asked as a nervous sense washed over him.

"I don't think so, I'm pretty sure if she did Ladybug would treat Chat-Noir much differently." Plagg was grinning from ear to ear as he spoke.

"What do you mean by-" his question was cut off by a light knocking on his door.

"A-Adrien? Are you ready, I mean to school, to go to school with me? Or without me you know, we don't have to go together even if we're living together, I mean we aren't together like that but maybe.. are you ready for school?" He instantly calmed down enough to chuckle as the sweetest voice he heard all day echoed in his ears.

"I'm just about ready Marinette, just finishing up some things." He called as he opened his shirt to welcome Plagg into his hidden pocket. He took a moment to calm down and wipe the goofy grin that he had plastered on his face away as he tried to calm himself. He didn't know how he would be able to cope with being near her and not touching her anymore but he would have to take all his modeling training up until that point and attempt to control his facial expressions.

By the time he met her in the hallway he had to fight hard not to jump for sheer joy at the thought of going to school with her. He reached for her almost out of instinct and covered it up by moving to adjust a painting on the wall that was perfectly fine to begin with. Her face turned beet red as his hand moved past it and he had to focus not not copying her actions in that moment.

"W-we should go." She mumbled as she moved to hide her face from him; he almost groaned with the need to pull her into his arms, almost.

"Yeah." He replied in a soft voice, "don't wanna be late do we?" He didn't wait for her to reply as he moved past her and continued down the hallway, if he would have waited he knew that it would have ended with her pinned against the wall and him kissing every inch of her-

Dammit get under control Agreste!

"I hope that we don't have PE today." He heard her mutter to herself as she followed him, "I've had enough acrobatics for a while." The whisper that followed was almost too faint to make out, almost. He smiled broadly knowing she couldn't see his face.


"Girl why shouldn't I come by? We use to hang out every weekend." Alyas voice cut through Adrien's thoughts as they sat through home room. He could sense Marinette behind him and couldn't help the outburst of goofy lopsided grins that crossed his face and caused Nino to shoot him quizzical glances.

"I know but I'm really busy helping Papa and Mamon settle in and I have a lot of homework from the last two weeks so I'm swamped. Sorry Alya." Was the reply of the girl in question, a reply that caused him to chuckle and wave away yet another questioning glance.

"Well we better still be going to the Mayoral ball because I'm not letting you get out of it now that your crisis is over." He raised his brows at this, he was going as Chat of course so if she went he could see her in a formal dress. His mind drifted to the more revealing of fashion statements that season and he had to move his bag to his lap.

"Uh, uh sure. I can't wait." Her voice had a tinge of worry in it which caused his brow to furrow.

"I'm not gonna let you back out."

"I know."

"I'll pick you up at your house."

"No!" He could turn and look at her now, since her loud exclamation had the whole room doing so, "I-I mean my place isn't ready for visitors yet and I'd be too embarrassed to show you around." She mumbled after being reprimanded by their teacher.

"Why don't we all just meet up at my house." He interjected before any further questions could be asked. Marinette a look of gratitude did not go unnoticed by him, which caused his lips to pull into a small smirk, "hell why don't you and Nino stop by around eight? That will give everyone enough time to be ready with an hour to spare."

"Sounds good to me bro." Nino stated with a shrug.

"You better be there." Alya stated as she poked Marinette on the shoulder, "AND" poke, "ON" poke, "TIME."

"I will." Marinette squeaked as she rubbed the shoulder that had been assisted. Adrien could think of a few ways to make it feel all better, mainly concerning licking and kissing. He pressed his bag down in his lap as his smirk turned into a nervous smile.

"Good." Was the brunettes reply as she leaned back in her seat and crossed her arms over her chest, "that's settled then." And with that it was, their day continued as if nothing had happened at all. There was a few times that he heard a faint sigh that emmited from the girl sitting behind him, and he swore he saw her playing with her lips a few times when he glanced back. Each time she seemed to be looking at something that only she could see. There was also a moment when she dropped a piece of paper outside during their lunch hour and he picked it up to see the same phrase written over and over, though it seemed more like a formula.

C=?

A=?

C or A?

The paper went straight into his pocket for safe keeping.


By the time they got home that day (he made sure she rode with him this time) he had made several calls to Nathalie and set up quite a few dresses from his fathers latests line for her to try on. It was going to be a surprise for her when she got to her room and he was practically bouncing with anticipation.

She on the other hand was worrying her bottom lip between her fingers as she thought through all the handmade dresses she had to choose from, none of which were exactly ball worthy. She knew Chloe would jump at the chance to humiliate her in public, especially if it got out that she was living in the Agreste mansion, so that night she would have to be perfect in ever sense (and avoid the blonde if possible). She was nervous and had to stop herself from openly gnawing at her fingernails as they pulled up on their street. She couldn't stop her foot from frantically jumping which caused her knee to beat roughly against his own when they went around the corner.

"Owch," he winced and rubbed the spot where her knee connected with his.

"I'm sorry!" She exclaimed as she shuffled about in the small space to investigate his knee, it was so cramped with her standing that she was folded over with her knees on either side of his and having to rub her hands over his leg to try to find the spot she had injured. He winced again and she was sure that she had found the spot, but his sudden grip on her waist caused her to pause. Her pulse pounded in her ears as his fingers gripped onto her and gave a gentle squeeze.

"Please stop," he wined in a soft tone.

"Ad-Adrien I-"

"Shh." He removed one hand from her waist to place a finger on her lips, "I'm, fine. Just please sit down before something happens." He barely had himself under control, and the fact that he could tell that her chest was secured with a pink and white lacy bra was not helping him one bit. He silently thanked her and cursed himself as she awkwardly found her way to her seat. His bag once again covered his lap as he quickly turned his head to look out of the window.

She was going to be the death of him for sure.

She nervously bit onto her thumbnail as she shot him a sideways glance. They were pulling into his driveway now and he wasn't looking at her anymore. After their day at school she had thought he had forgiven her but now she had messed up once again. She walked a thin line with him, Adrien Agreste was someone she couldn't quite keep on good terms with and she was beginning to worry about how the rest of her life at the Agreste mansion would go.

"I'm sorry." She whispered as she moved her hands down to her lap and began to nervously twiddle her fingers around each other. They were stilled when his larger hand moved to rest over them.

"It's not your fault." He stayed with a soft smile, it's just too cramped in here. He added in his mind as she returned his smile with one of her own. The door to his left opened then and he turned to see Gorilla staring in at the with his usual glare. A quick chuckle escaped him as he slid out and held his hand out to help her do the same. She was slow taking his offer and clumsily slid out of the car while nervously fidgeting and awkwardly stumbling inside the vehicle. She released her hand from his grasp as soon as she was outside and clutched her purses strap in both hands.

"Adrien." He turned his attention begrudgingly away from the nervous girl and his eyes found the cool calm gaze of Nathalie. She stood on the front steps with a folder resting in her crossed arms and a slight frown on her face as she studied the girl, "I have finished readying your request. You and miss Dupain-Chang can head up to her room when you're ready."

"Thanks Nathalie." He stated as he turned to shoot a very confused Marinette a playful wink, "come on, I have a surprise for you for tonight."


It had been two hours and she was still studying the dresses that filled the large walk in closet to her room, each of them were more expensive alone than her entire wardrobe and each of them were beautiful. Her mind reeled as she ran her fingers over a silky red number with black roses embroidered around the bodice. She was currently standing in her robe with only a door separating her from her crush of nearly three years and she knew that he was waiting to judge the dresses.

"None of these would look half as good on me as they would on Chloe or Alya." She sighed as she toyed with the hem of a shimmering blue number. She was much too thin, without the needed curves to fill out the dresses and make them truly look the way the designer, his father more than likely, had envisioned them.

A knock on the door startled her, causing her to jump and knock into a line of the expensive dresses.

"Marinette, everything alright in there." Adrien's voice was strained and faint when it reached her ears.

"F-Fine!" She exclaimed, "I'm f-fine, not as fine as you, not that I'm saying you're fine! I mean of course you're fine! I mean," she sighed and slapped her palm against her forehead, "all good in here sorry." She could almost swear she heard him chuckling at her stammering and felt herself blush profusely.

"Alright well, I'm ready when you are." She groaned inwardly as she heard him chuckle once again.

He's gonna be the death of me I swear…


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