A/N: this is the last of this. I hope you enjoy.
On Sunday evening, the two would be found at her balcony simply enjoying each other's presence, if a bit awkwardly now.
"And that's why I always try to sneak Orange into any outfit I wear."
"Because your dad hates it?"
"Yeah."
"Who knew you were such a rebel Kitty?"
He huffed. "Hardly."
She giggled, bumping him with her shoulder. The silence grew, a little uncomfortable but not altogether unnatural, nor unpleasant. He looked away slightly.
"Hey, Mar?" He timidly asked.
"Yeah, Kitty?"
"You know that you're my best friend, right? You could do most anything and I wouldn't judge you." He looked back at her, looking deep into her eyes.
She smiled. "Yeah, I do know. And you're mine as well. And you could do the same."
He smiled, looking relived for a reason she couldn't explain.
"Thanks Mari. That means a lot to me."
She leaned up against him, the two of them blushing slightly and looking away at the close proximity.
'You may be more than my best friend' Chat thought. He sighed. That felt like some kind of violation against LadyBug. He did love her, right?
"I have to go princess. See you soon?"
"Yeah, sounds great."
Before he could psych himself out of it, he leaned forward, giving her his customary farewell kiss on the cheek. The two blushed heavily now, but he held slightly longer than usual anyway. Without pulling far away, he murmured "goodnight princess", then he was off, disappearing into the night.
Marinette stood in a daze, lightly touching her cheek where she could feel the ghost of his lips. Tikki floated up to her face, a knowing smile on her face. Instead of pushing it however, all she said was "You should get to bed Marinette, it's getting late." Tikki smiled as her charge mumbled something, and walked slowly to the trap door.
With every miraculous holder, Chat Noir had always had this effect on LadyBug. Every time.
A/N: and that is the end! I hope you enjoyed yo'selves. I know I did.