Alya: Where are you? Gabriel has his people scouring the city looking for his son. Not only that, but every authority is out searching for that monster right now. I want to know you're safe.

Marinette didn't know what to say to her. She tugged on Chat's sleeve and he peered down at her. She held her phone out so that he could read the text.

Chat read it and cringed. "That's not good."

Marinette worried her bottom lip. "Has this happened before?"

Chat shook his head. "I usually tell him when I leave. I didn't this time."

"Great…" Marinette sighed and flung her head back. "So… now what?"

Chat pulled his cell phone out of his back pocket. "I call Nathalie."

"Isn't she asleep right now?" Marinette looked at him like he was insane.

"You're right. I'll text her. And you should answer Alya." Chat found her in his contacts and typed out a message letting her know where he was and that he was fine.

Marinette sighed and she began to text Alya back.

Marinette: Hey, we're safe. Chat surprised me with a trip. I should be back shortly. Stay safe.

She sent the text off and put her phone in her back pocket.

"I don't know about you, but I'd like forget about what is happening right now." Chat pulled her through the city to the tattoo shop.

Marinette followed him inside, after he held the door open for her.

Nine Inch Nails' song, We're in This Together, blasted through the speakers of the shop. The walls were blood red and the floor was black tile. The walls were covered in tattoo art. Each artist had their own station, just like in Chat Noir's shop.

"Hey. Is Luka in?" Chat tapped on the front desk.

"Back there." The tattooed man pointed behind him and Chat pulled Marinette to the back.

A man with full colored sleeves and black gauges with deep blue hair and aqua tips stood at his station. He was busy closing his tattoo portfolios.

"Hey, Luka." Chat called out and Luka bumped his fist with his own.

Marinette took in his ripped white shirt and black tight jeans that were torn at the knees and thighs. His black combat boots were unlaced and wrapped around the hem of his jeans. Black eyeliner lined his teal eyes.

"I'm Luka and you are?" He held out his hand to Marinette.

"This is Marinette, my girl." Chat introduced her with a hand on her upper back.

She shook her head. "Yeah, um, I'm Ma-Marinette. Mari for short."

Chat pouted at her giving Luka her nickname. He didn't want Luka calling her that, even if he was a really good friend of his.

"But she goes by Marinette." Chat smirked and she stomped on his boot. "Ow, what the fuck." He cursed under his breath and hissed.

Marinette smiled at Luka. "You can call me Mari. I don't mind." She shook Luka's hand.

"Alright, Mari it is." Luka placed his hands in his pockets. "So, what brings you two in?"

"I wanted to know if you could squeeze us in?" Chat smiled at his friend.

"It's late. You know this right?" Luka raised an eyebrow at them.

"I know. Marinette randomly wanted to get one tonight." Chat shrugged with his arms crossed across his chest.

"Sorry. If it's too much trouble we could-" Marinette blushed.

"No, it's fine. What did you two have in mind?" Luka looked from Marinette to Chat.

Chat reached into his back pocket and pulled out the sketches.

"This could take more than one session. You do know that?" Luka looked the designs over.

"Yeah, I was hoping you could do the outline and we can do the shading another time." Chat shrugged again.

"How long you gonna be in the city?" Luka raised an eyebrow.

"A couple weeks." Chat sighed.

"Alright. I can work with that time frame. How much are you willing to spend?" Luka looked them over.

Chat rolled his eyes at him. "Do you have to ask that every time?"

"Part of the job. You of all people should know that." Luka laughed a short laugh. "Give me a moment to trace them up for you and then we'll get started."

"C'mon." Chat lead her to the seating at the front of the shop.

"You know him?" Marinette leaned over to talk to him.

"I've known him a long… time bug. We met the first time I came to Milan. He's pretty well known around here. Everyone wants a tattoo done by him here." Chat crossed his arms and leaned into her with his shoulder.

"So… he's like the Chat Noir of Italy?" Marinette raised an eyebrow at him.

"Basically, but I like to think there is only one Chat Noir in the world." Chat winked at her.

"Oh, of course you do." Marinette rolled her eyes at him.

"You two ready?" Luka called them back.

Marinette walked in front of Chat to Luka's station.

"So, who's up first?" Luka slid gloves onto his hands.

"He can go first." Marinette spoke up.

"Are you sure? Ladies first." Chat smirked at her.

"Nope. I wanna see you get a tattoo." Marinette smiled at him and bit her bottom lip.

Chat shrugged and sat down on the black leather bench.

"Where are we putting this?" Luka held up the sketch.

"My left pec." Chat easily answered.

"Alright." Luka waited for Chat to undo his shirt.

Marinette's breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. She had seen him plenty of times, but it was enough to make her heart stop.

Luka set out white caps to fill with black ink. He fed a new outlining needle through his blue tattoo gun.

Chat laid there while he heard the gun buzz to life with the press of Luka's foot.

"You can pull that chair up, if you want, Mari." Luka smiled at her and pointed at a black leather chair.

Marinette pulled it over, while Chat hid his scowl at hearing her nickname from another man's mouth. She sat down next to Chat's head.

Luka pressed his hand onto his sternum and began to outline the sketch, that he had rubbed onto Chat's skin. Chat looked over at Marinette with a smile, as Luka alternated between tattooing the black lines and rubbing cool gel over it.

Marinette didn't even see her boyfriend flinch or make any sign of discomfort.

"How are you doing that?" Marinette looked down at him and he grabbed her hand in his.

"Doing what?" Chat smiled at her, while Luka finished his outline up.

"How are you laying there like it's nothing?" Marinette looked at him in awe.

"My pain tolerance is pretty high, ladybug. You of all people should know that." Chat winked at her and she blushed cherry red.

"Alright." Luka wiped gel over it again and covered it with plastic. "Your turn."

Chat stood up and walked over to look it over in the mirror, while Marinette sat on the bench.

"Where are we putting it?" Luka cleaned his station and tossed the needle, before cleaning his gun, after changing his gloves repetitively.

"Um.." Marinette tried to think of a place. "Upper left thigh, above my knee."

"Alright." Luka smiled. "Lay down for me."

Marinette nodded and laid down on the bench. Chat walked back over and sat next to her head, where she had previously been.

"How's it look, man?" Luka looked up at Chat, while he brought a new needle to life.

"Looks good, man." Chat smiled at him. "Thanks."

"Anytime." Luka began to tattoo the outline of Marinette's sewing machine.

She zoned out and peered at the ceiling. It stung, but she tried to ignore it. Chat took her hand and rubbed the back of her knuckles with his thumb and felt her clench his hand. Her face was hiding it better than her body's response.

Chat smiled down at her and kissed her on the lips. She sighed and got lost in his kiss. Luka smirked and continued to alternate between gel and creating the outline.

"Done." Luka wiped gel over it and Chat sat up from kissing Marinette.

Her cheeks were flushed and her body felt warm and electrified.

Marinette sat up, after Luka had placed plastic over it and she fell in love with it. "It's beautiful. Thank you."

"It's nothing. All I did was trace it." Luka chuckled and his eyes went to Chat. "Your boyfriend, here drew the damn thing. Thank him."

Marinette's blue eyes shook, as she looked at Chat Noir. "Thank you, Chat."

"No problem, baby." Chat kissed her again on the lips, before he broke the kiss and pulled his wallet from his pocket.

He pulled out money and passed it to Luka. Luka took it and pocketed it. "Thanks, man."

"You did a great job. Once again." Chat fist bumped him.

"Come back before you leave and I'll color it in. Mari? It was good meeting you." Luka nodded with a smile.

Chat rolled his eyes and yanked Marinette from the tattoo shop.

Song: Nine Inch Nails- We're in This Together