Written for Day 10: Cooking Together of Marichat May.

Adrien had had no idea how difficult it was to keep his secret identity a secret, until he was forced to watch his girlfriend be the cutest thing in front of him, and not be able to kiss her.

Sometimes he still couldn't believe they were actually dating. Marinette had always been a special friend to him but knowing she loved him made his heart sing. Her smiles made him feel like he could fly.

And so, he resolved to do little things for her. Even if he couldn't treat her as his girlfriend, showing her a bit of extra attention was surely harmless.

He'd hurry forward to hold the door for her when she was walking past. Or wait outside the school to walk inside with her, just to have a bit more of her company.

When Mme. Bustier announced they had to partner together for the next project, he was already turning towards Marinette. He would take any excuse to spend more time with her.

"So, do you mind being partners?" He asked her eagerly, expecting her to agree. Marinette frowned instead, causing a sinking feeling within Adrien's stomach.

"Um, I'm sorry, Adrien. Alya and I have already decided to work together," she apologized.

"Oh! I offered because I thought Alya and Nino would want to work together. It would be nice for them to spend more time together," Adrien shrugged, inwardly hoping Marinette would agree with him.

Marinette exchanged a look with Alya before turning back to Adrien. "Maybe next time?" She offered, giving him a hesitant smile.

Nino put his hand on Adrien's shoulder. "C'mon dude, we'll have fun working together." He raised his other hand for a fist bump and Adrien happily complied. Spending time with Nino would be fun and he supposed Marinette and Alya just needed more time together as well.

Adrien didn't realize things were wrong until later when he suggested the four of them go watch a movie together.

Nino and Alya had agreed but Marinette was shaking her head. "I'm sorry, I'm just really busy," she lied and he knew she was lying because she'd told Chat that she was free today. Marinette was lying to get out of spending time with him and he didn't know why.

"We could try some other time," he tried to reschedule anyway.

Marinette bit her lip before letting out a sigh. "I'm sorry, Adrien. I just need some time to myself right now. I really can't do this with you, not now." She turned and walked away before Adrien could even try to respond.

"Did I do something wrong?" He turned to ask Nino and Alya in dismay. Alya pursed her lips refusing to say a word, while Nino gave him an apologetic shrug.

"Just give her some space, dude. You'll be friends again in no time."

The confirmation that he'd lost Marinette's friendship somehow really hurt. That was when an idea came to him. Even if nobody would tell him as Adrien, he could always try asking Marinette as Chat.

Chat lay in Marinette's lap as they played Ultimate Mecha Strike 3, with Marinette winning each and every time.

"You're too good at this, Princess."

"Or you're just terrible," Marinette teased him, tapping the tip of his nose with a smile. He leaned up to steal a quick kiss from her. It was funny how they were much softer and playful now that they had made their relationship official.

Chat was reaching up to play with Marinette's silky hair when his stomach grumbled. He froze looking up at Marinette who was struggling not to laugh.

"Come on, Kitty. Let's get you fed." Marinette chucked, leading him downstairs into her kitchen. He'd never ventured out of her room before when he'd come to visit, so this was a completely different feeling.

"You sure?" He asked hesitantly. Marinette didn't bother replying, instead, reaching up to grab his hand and pull him down the staircase. They were quiet as they headed into the kitchen.

"What are you going to make?" Chat questioned making Marinette shoot him an amused look.

"Oh, so you automatically think I'm the one who's going to be cooking?"

"I literally have no idea how to cook," Chat shrugged.

Marinette shook her head at him. "I'll teach you," she offered. "Hmm, let's just make some pasta. That's quick and easy to make."

She took out the pots and pans required before getting him to add the pasta and the water to the pot. Marinette was the one who turned on the stove because Chat did not trust himself.

Then Chat washed the peppers, handing them to Marinette who began chopping. It was a lot of fun; Chat hoped he'd get the chance to do it again with Marinette soon.

As she chopped, Chat bit his lip trying to find the best way to ask Marinette about Adrien. In the end, he just blurted it out. "So, Princess, that boy Adrien, he's a friend of yours right?"

Marinette's hands stilled as she looked up at him. She pursed her lips and nodded.

"Do you not like him anymore?" Chat asked curiously, making Marinette stare at him incredulously.

"What?" She asked; her voice in a monotone.

"Oh, I just heard you two haven't been spending much time together lately and was wondering what had happened," Chat smiled, feigning nonchalance.

Marinette bit her lip, resuming her chopping, this time her movements angry.

"Marinette, I didn't mean to upset you," Chat apologized, feeling sick to his stomach. Now even hearing about him made her upset.

Marinette pointed her knife at him making him step back out of a sense of self-preservation. "I'm only telling you this because I don't want to lie to you," she said, brandishing her knife as she spoke. "I'm just taking a break from being Adrien's friend because he's being too sweet to me."

Chat frowned, not comprehending the logic. "Isn't that a good thing? If he's being nice to you?"

Marinette sighed, putting down the knife and walking over to loop her arms around Chat's neck. "It would be," she agreed. "If he weren't the boy I was in love with. Now it's just made things too hard for me and I need some space from him."

If Chat had felt sick before it was nothing to what he was feeling now. He was the boy who had broken Marinette's heart. The boy who had made Marinette cry.

"Are you okay, Chat? I didn't tell you this to upset you," Marinette was worrying. She rested her hand on his cheek, bringing him out of his thoughts.

She had fallen for him twice. Marinette had seen everything about him and chosen to love him over and over again. If only Chat could tell her who he was and how sorry he was for being blind to her.

There was only one thing to do, he decided, pulling Marinette towards himself and nuzzling into her. He would just have to do his best to show her how much he loved and appreciated her now.