"Let's play a game of secrets, no identity spilling or anything, just something that most people don't know about you. My friend had a group of us play the game, and they mostly revolved around our childhood, something that we'll likely never hear about again or even be able connect to our identities." Cat Noir looked slightly bored or restless as he kind of explained this all to her, trying to just convey something, something a little less than normal.

She'd just played this game the other day with Alya, Nino, and Adrien, and she'd had to be careful over what exactly she said for two reasons: one being her more obvious than it probably should be crush and the other being her secret identity.

Ladybug rightly shouldn't say, 'yes,' to this, but she kind of wanted to play as curiosity prickled her mind. There was so much that she didn't know about Cat Noir, and they could carefully sidestep around their identities, she'd done this once before after all, "Sure."

"So sometimes with my father's job when I have to look happy for a photoshoot or whatever and I'm told to think of anything that makes me happy, I think of you, Bugaboo. I haven't really told anyone about it, because they'll probably either tease me or tell me that I don't know you well enough. It just never made sense to explain it or really put myself in a situation where I have to defend my feelings." He shrugged, "That was a lot harder to say than I thought it would be."

"Okay, that's really sweet of you, I think." She blushed; the thought hadn't really occurred to her of what Cat Noir may have thought about during the duller parts of the day, "You're a model. That kind of fits, actually."

"Because I'm pawsitively handsome?" He teased, green eyes twinking, "Why, thank you, M'lady."

She shook her head, "Actually, it's more of the way you hold yourself, not that you're not handsome, just you kind of hold yourself differently. If that makes sense..?" Ladybug stumbled for the right words to explain her thoughts, "Okay, I have the biggest crush on Adrien Agreste, and until recently, I don't think he knew about it."

"Until recently?" Cat Noir caught on to the wording though there may have been quite a few girls with crushes on his civilian identity and with less likelihood of him knowing. Most were decently vocal about it, but it had only occurred to him more recently that some girls wouldn't tell him outright, so he may be a little behind on who actually likes him like that.

"Y-Yeah," Ladybug admitted, shyly, "I tried to confess before but all that comes out is gibberish. I'm not entirely sure if he knows that I have a crush on him or if I successfully avoided that, but still."

"Okay, okay. I see what you mean." Cat Noir admitted, trying to sidestep around overthinking things too much, "So, I'm really worried that I might slowly be starting to like this girl that I go to school with. It's not much, certainly not enough to draw me away from you, but I still worry about it." He wasn't going to admit this to her, probably ever, but at her honesty over her crush, he couldn't help how it spilled out of his lips.

"It will be fine, Kitty." She sighed, "Sometimes I think it's better if you move on. I don't want to hurt you, and you are my best friend."

Cat Noir stepped closer, looping his arms around her waist in a for once just friendly gesture; it helped to have her close like a balm to his heart, and he knew that they'd somehow be fine though he refused to give up hope about her one day falling just as in love with him as he was with her. He needed to have her close, and he wasn't entirely sure that he could deny that being an attention starved kitty thing, just being close to her eased worry and made his heart start to race in contentment. May be one day, he'll get a chance to share kisses with her and tell her the most important secret of all as long as they could be safe and avoid Hawkmoth coming to know too.