Chapter 14: I Told You That Was a Bad Idea + Ridiculous Romantic Gestures

"Marinette! we have to find Kit Kat!" Chat Blanc cried, holding Marinette by her shoulders.

"I told you it was a bad idea to leave Kit Kat outside on the balcony." Marinette scolded, arms crossed.

"I didn't think he'd run away! It's only been a few minutes! Please, Princess!"

With a sigh, she nodded. Chat picked her up bridal style and jumped out of the room, onto her balcony.

"He couldn't have...paw-sibly gotten far." Marinette smiled, trying to calm the panicking boy. The pun seemed to fly over his head as he scanned the area. He put her down gently and turned around, crouching down.

"Get on. Piggyback is easier."

Though hesitant, Marinette climbed on, wrapping her arms around his neck. Without even checking on her, he jumped to the next roof.

"Chat Blanc, where are you going?"

"To find Kit Kat."

"Chaton, he couldn't be that far."

"You're probably right, Princess." He sighed, but not turning around. Marinette buried her face in his neck as he continued running, still confused.

It was a few minutes more before he finally stopped, crouching down again.

"We're here, Princess."

Marinette looked up before blinking and rubbing her eyes in disbelief. They had arrived on what appeared to be a rooftop garden, fairy lights around the trees and flower beds, petals were tossed about and a blanket was in the middle of it all.

Kit Kat resting on top with a basket next to him.

"Do you like it?" Chat Blanc asked nervously, biting his lip.

"It's...beautiful, Chat Blanc." She smiled, genuine affection in her voice.

Chat beamed and took her hand, leading her to the blanket and sitting with her.

As he pulled out the sandwiches, a thermos with soup, plates, and utensils, Kit Kat trotted over to her lap, purring. Chuckling, she pet the calico, kissing it's head.

"So this was all your little scheme?"

"Mhm!"

Chat handed her the plate and bowl, still beaming.

"What's the occasion, Chat Blanc?"

"I...Just a little apology dinner, I guess…"

"Apology? For what?"

"A bunch of things." He shrugged, filling her cup, "When you almost died, when I hurt you, what I did last weekend-"

"What did you do last weekend?!"

Chat Blanc froze, fixing the thermos straight up before staying stock still.

"...Nothing…"

"Chat Blanc."

He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Another building…"

"Chat Blanc…" She breathed, eyebrows furrowed in disappointment.

"I had to, okay? I had to!"

"But why?!"

"Because, Marinette!"

She opened her mouth to argue more but stopped when seeing the desperate look in his eyes.

"We can talk about it later, Chat Blanc."

He smiled thankfully and took her hand, pressing a kiss to it.

"Thank you, Princess."

I haven't been motivated to do anything but die and scroll through the LadyNoir tag sometimes, so sorry for being so behind. Probably won't finish before the end of May. Sucks but oh well. Didn't have plans for any June ship fics anyway.

Have a pawsome day!