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Film Noir
MariChat May Day 9: Movie Night
Every time the list of Academy Award nominated films came out, Marinette got excited and swore she would watch them. This year she'd gotten as far as renting them. When Chat Noir found out what she was up to he asked to join her because, according to him, he needed some culture. Marinette said yes.
She borrowed a projector from Nino so the films could be displayed on her bedroom wall in all their Academy Award nominated glory. She built a cozy movie-watching nest for herself and Chat. He brought a selection of gourmet popcorn he'd gotten from a place he wouldn't name. She put on her comfiest pajamas.
All preparations made, they settled into the nest together and Marinette pressed play.
Then they made out through the entire movie.
They made out through The Martian.
They made out through Bridge of Spies.
Mad Max: Fury Road they watched the most of, but then Chat bit Marinette's shoulder because she was hogging the popcorn, she bit him back, and they made out through the rest of the movie.
They promised they would keep their hands to themselves at the beginning of The Revenant. They even shook on it. Then Marinette got so excited about the bear that she tackled Chat and they made out anyway.
"Maybe we should skip the movie this time and go straight to the kissing," Chat suggested as Marinette loaded Room on her computer. She wrinkled her nose.
"I don't know," she said, "I kind of like the atmosphere. If we just groped each other in the dark without the movie, it wouldn't be any different from our regular Fridays."
"So this is… date night?"
"Yup." Marinette pressed play and wiggled under the blankets. Chat watched the vaguely-Marinette-shaped lump move around before she popped out, grabbed him by the bell, and dragged him into the dark with her. Lots of shuffling and snickering later, Chat had Marinette pinned beneath him.
"Now you're not even trying," he complained. Thanks to his night vision he could see her clearly, staring up at him with an enormous smile. But when she leaned up to kiss him, she missed and got his cheek. "You can't see me, can you?"
"I see an outline," Marinette said.
"Hmm." Chat buried a clawed hand in her loose hair and trailed kisses up her neck. "In that case…"
A bright green light flashed behind Marinette's eyelids. She gasped. Her eyes snapped open in her shock but she closed them immediately, catching nothing but a glimpse of blond hair. "Chat?" she squeaked. The hand in her hair was as bare as her own.
"Just this once," he whispered in her ear, and the yearning behind it made her skin tingle.
If anyone had asked Marinette what Room was about, she'd have told them the way Chat groaned as she left love marks all over his bare torso.