"So, how did you figure out?" Adrien asked, breaking the kiss.

"What about you?" She asked him back.

"I asked first." He didn't let her avoid to answer his question.

She sighed and slipped out his embraces. Then she took his hand and led him to the balcony. She felt a bit more comfortable there – with less chances for eavesdropping by her parents. Not that she suspected her parents to do so, but all those things she had heard from her mom an hour before, she could expect a little more control from their side.

"Just don't forget yourself and don't sit on a railing!" she joked when they went outside. Adrien looked at her amused and laughed. Then he stood next to her at the railing.

"So?" he reminded her his question, and she blushed. She sighed and took a shy glance at him.

"First, my mom showed me the picture when we were wearing some rags." She said finally. "I couldn't believe we put on something like that! Then I saw a few pictures where we acted like… uhm… like we were more… uhm… intimate… You know… As if we felt… As if I felt quite comfortable with you. I mean… It was obvious that we were embarrassed, but by parents not by us. I saw kind of connection between us. Do you know what I mean?" She looked at him uncertain.

"Perfectly, so far." He smiled.

"Then there were those photos before we kissed – when you look at me as if you wanted to ask me for permission…" she whispered and he ran out of breath. Hadn't he thought exactly the same?!

"How do you know that?" escaped from him.

"Cat Noir would look at me like that…" she confessed and he felt hot. "Then I saw the last picture… And I realised that there was no way that I kissed Cat Noir within an hour if I kissed you first. Unless… You were Cat Noir…"

"It seems that we both thought the same…" Adrien whispered. "And… What did you do next? Your mom told me that your reaction was a bit unexpected."

"She said so?" Marinette glanced at him embarrassed.

"She used 'surprising' to describe it…" he remembered and laughed when he saw her blush.

"At first I couldn't believe what I saw. You know… That we were kissing… It is quite possible that at the moment I was watching it I wanted to vanish into thin air. Or literally hide under the table. A moment later I realised that you must be Cat Noir and probably I panicked a little…"

"I wish I could know some details!" He grinned like Cheshire Cat.

"I'll die first…" she muttered, and he burst out laughing.

"What would I do without you, Princess?" he asked, embracing her.

"At least I can tell you who I've kissed…" she revealed suddenly.

"Really?" he was surprised. "Why did you change your mind?"

"Well, because it was you." She admitted.

"Me? How?"

"I kissed you, silly. As Ladybug."

"Oh, right! That was the other kiss I don't remember…" he recalled the picture of Ladybug kissing Cat Noir that he had seen during the interview with Nadja Chamack.

"My poor sunshine!" she stroked his cheek. "It's not fair, right? Your dream comes true and you don't remember it…"

"You're talking about me or you, M'lady?" he smiled.

"This time it's about you, Kitty."

"My dream is coming true right now and I'm remembering all the details." He replied softly.

"Really? What's the dream?"

"You're my dream."

"Yeah, I know…" she sighed and put her head on his shoulder. "You've been saying this for months…"

"No, Marinette. Not Ladybug is my dream. You are." He corrected her, guessing what she had meant.

"How's that?" she looked up. "You didn't know?"

"How could I know? Your mom showed me the pictures just moments ago. I hadn't known before I saw the photographs."

"So… So you didn't hear me behind those skips?"

"What skips?"

"Those in rear of the Montparnasse Tower."

"When?"

"Just after we defeated Oblivio." She replied, freeing herself from his embraces. She leaned against the railing and explained: "I detransformed behind the skips and then talked to Tikki. When I came out there I ran into you. You began acting weird after that moment. I wasn't sure if you'd heard anything, but today everything became clear. When my mom showed me our photographs and I figured out that you're Cat Noir, I already knew why you – as Adrien – were so intimidated around me."

He was listening her explanation and couldn't believe what he heard.

"You're totally wrong!" he protested, standing face to face with her and staring at her with sparkling eyes. "You think I was embarrassed because I learned that you're Ladybug? You think I kissed you yesterday, because I knew I was kissing Ladybug? You think that I told you that I liked you because I knew I was saying that to Ladybug?"

"Didn't you?" she glanced at him uncertain.

"Marinette… It's the greatest nonsense you've ever said!" he exclaimed and took her hands into his.

"I strongly advise you not to offend me!" she glared at him.

"I can't let you say such things about yourself!" he stated firmly. "All I've done or said since yesterday concerned you as Marinette! I admit, that weird e-mail was a reason. And honestly, I still have no idea why I sent it to myself. I guess I was so impressed by you that I didn't want to lose a chance to know you better."

"Didn't you write there a hint that I'm Ladybug?" she asked suspiciously.

"Why don't you want to accept the facts?! No, I didn't write any details about your identity. I don't know why. Maybe I knew it's forbidden to reveal our identities to each other? Or maybe I didn't want to influence myself? But I enclosed your picture to that e-mail. I took a photo here in your bedroom. You look outside with that special face you usually have as Ladybug when you plan the fight. That was my proof who you are."

"So, you knew!"

"I opened the file after talking to your mom. Before that I'd treated that e-mail as a spam."

"Why?"

"I wrote there that I was wearing an old poncho found in a trash. It was highly impossible. But then I saw the pictures your mom had taken and I had to believe it was true."

"Yeah, those ponchos killed me!" Marinette laughed suddenly. "How it happened that we came here wearing such rags?"

"According to my e-mail you talked me into this. And I agreed. See? I was impressed by you, Marinette. Not by Ladybug."

"So… So you like me?" she asked finally.

"I've been repeating this since yesterday!" he laughed. "I'll start suspect you're asking me on purpose, because you like hearing this."

"I do like hearing this." She admitted with a smile. "But I'm not asking on purpose. Just… It's hard to believe that…"

"I suggest to believe that soon, because it's not going to change. Sooner you get used to that, better for you."

"Get used to what?"

"To me holding your hand. To me gazing on your face with admiration. To me impressed by all your ideas…" he listed, and she blushed. "And from time to time I'm going to kiss you. In front of people!"

"Why it's so easy for you?"

"What?"

"Saying such words…"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "Just… It comes from my heart. I can't hide it. Maybe this is the reason why Cat Noir was repeating his confessions over and over again."

"Because you couldn't hide your feelings to Ladybug? What happened with them? Disappeared? You're a bit inconstant in your feelings, Kitty…"

"Quite the opposite, Princess… Ladybug is like a bonus pack. I still love only you."

"You lo… Love?" she spotted.

"Of course I love! Oh… I really can't help hiding my feelings…" he whispered pretending being frightened by this discovery.

Marinette only giggled and climbed on her tiptoes. After this confession – the "L" word was a serious declaration, wasn't it? – she had to kiss him.

"If they keep that pace, tomorrow there will be their wedding…" Plagg murmured critically.

"And children the next day…" Tikki added that made Plagg chortle.

But neither Adrien nor Marinette paid any attention to them and kept kissing.