Author's note: Hi! I'm so glad many of you are enjoying this, it really motivates me😃 I was going to post this in a week but I decided to throw that plan out the window. Stay miraculous ✨🐞
Alya grinned. "Your turn girl."
Marinette sighed and reached for the bottle in the center of the group. She spun and, of course, it had to fall on her best friend.
Nino leaned back against the sofa. "Go easy on her babe." He joked.
Alya rubbed her hands together in a malicious way. Clearly enjoying the fact that she could ask Marinette anything, and she would have to respond.
Nino panicked at the thought that Alya would use this as an opportunity to get Marinette and Adrien together. But they had talked about it today, while looking for Joel.
"I'd never be that cruel to my best friend." Alya had said offended.
"I know, just play nice."
Now, Alya leaned in with a playful look in her eyes.
"Marinette."
"Yes?" She responded before taking sip of her hot chocolate.
"Do you think Chat Noir is cute?"
At this Marinette felt her cheeks grow warm. Why? Why? Why? She thought.
Adrien coughed, or cleared his throat. Awaiting an answer, just like Alya and Nino.
"I saw that blush Marinette!" Alya laughed. "Come on, I've seen the way you smile when he's brought up. What do think of him?"
"W-well, I think he's a great par-hero! Hehe, um he's also very kind. He's kind of goofy." She smiled.
"Scratch that, very goofy. But also, very loyal, he deserves more recognition for what he does…but I guess what I like the most is that he's not afraid to be himself, he's not afraid to protect Paris and its people. I think that's very admirable."
She looked away and fiddled with her blanket, hoping her blush hadn't increased by what she just said.
…
"I still can't believe it Plagg." Adrien whispered as he brushed his teeth.
"The girl thinks you're cute, so what?"
Adrien spit into the sink and wiped off the remaining paste around his lips his sleeve. He stared in the mirror, then shook his head.
"No, she thinks Chat Noir is cute."
The small embodiment of destruction smacked Adrien head.
"You idiot. You foolish, idiotic, oblivious boy. You ARE Chat Noir."
…..
"Marinette." Tikki whispered. "The snow is falling harder."
The red kwami was lying next to Marinette. The large pillow was enough for Marinette's head and for Tikki to lay on.
"I can see that Tikki. It's nothing to worry about." She whispered back. Marinette smiled as her kwami yawed and slowly closed her eyes.
Her friends were asleep, the house was silent, Marinette sighed contently and closed her eyes. She drifted off, dreaming a pair of green eyes.
…
Chat was losing his breath and his limbs hurt. No longer having strength to use his baton to make haste. His arms hurt. Despite him being exhausted, he pushed himself to sprint the last block, arriving to the Eiffel tower.
"Please be okay."
People were running trying to evade the akumatized villains. Chat Noir guided them away, telling them to stay safe. Rena rouge, Carapace and Queen Bee were scattered throughout the city, doing their best to protect civilians and fight off the villains. His mission? Finding her.
"Ah, Chat Noir so glad you could join us." Hawkmoth called from the top of the Eiffel Tower.
Summoning his last bit of strength, Chat used his baton to get to Hawkmoth.
"Where is she?" He growled, once he was facing the taller man.
Hawkmoth simply laughed. "You pathetic children believed yourselves capable of defeating."
Chat Noir shouted as the villain dodged his punches and kicks.
"I swear if you harmed her, I don't care who you are! You will pay!"
Hawkmoth lifted his hands in defense. "You really believe I could harm her as Ladybug. I assure you Chat Noir, your beloved is safe."
Chat continued to be in a defensive stance, not trusting the man in front of him.
Hawkmoth devilishly smiled and brought out the Ladybug earrings and looked up to the level above them.
"Just give me your miraculous and she will continue to be safe. Don't bother worrying about your identity, I've been familiar with it and of Ladybug's for some time. Quite before you knew of each other. I'd say it was thanks to that." He chuckled. "I'm always watching."
Chat Noir gave Hawkmoth a glare and lifted his gaze. His heart stopped for a moment when he saw her.
Volpina and Mayura were restraining her. Chat felt his blood boil upon seeing her left eye was bruised.
She looked tired; despite this he didn't think the earrings would have been taken from her. She must have given them up. But why?
The pair locked eyes for a moment. In a simple look, Chat knew everything she wanted to say to him.
He shut his eyes and began to spin his baton.
Opening his eyes, he faced Hawkmoth. "I won't give up without a fight. Paris won't go down. You will give me the earrings and hand her over to me. We won't let you win. None of us will."
Hawkmoth narrowed his eyes. "Very well, I expected the complete opposite from you."
"You don't know me."
"I know this. If you loved her like you claimed to do so, you would have given up the ring."
Hawkmoth snapped his fingers and all Chat could do was reach out and catch her.