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Coincidence

(A/N) To see pictures of places and clothes described in the chapter, you can go to my Twitter: Little_Rain0048

Meet?! In person?! This is a dream? No, I just drank water... but is this... Is it serious?!

The panic in Marinette caused a blackout in her brain and her hands froze in the air without being able to give an immediate response. Although that was not necessary because ChatNoir continued writing.

[ChatNoir]: This is an important conversation, so I prefer to talk instead of writing here.

[ChatNoir]: This is my number 9 ********.

[Ladybug]: oh ok

[Ladybug]: but...

[Ladybug]: My phone is broken and I still don't buy another one

[ChatNoir]: it's ok

[ChatNoir]: For now just write it down

[Ladybug]: yes!

[Ladybug]: I already did it

[Ladybug]: where do you want to meet?

[Ladybug]: I go to A University

[ChatNoir]: Okay, I'll pick you up

[ChatNoir]: do you locate the bridge over the creek in front of gate 3?

[Ladybug]: yes

[Ladybug]: let's meet there?

[ChatNoir]: Yes, when are you free?

[Ladybug]: Tomorrow I have a test until 12

[ChatNoir]: Then see you at 12:30.

[Ladybug]: it's better at 12:05, so we don't have to wait half an hour.

I... wrote my thoughts?! Marinette hit her face with her hands when she saw the mistake she had made. Now Chat is going to realize how anxious I am...

[Ladybug]: well I'm quite busy now

[Ladybug]: see you tomorrow!

Ladybug has disconnected.

"Aghhhh" Marinette rubs her face once she leaves the game abruptly. What just happened? Tomorrow, Friday, Marinette is going to meet with Chat... WITH CHATNOIR!

"Mari? What happened?"

Marinette turns to see her three friends who are somewhat surprised by the sudden roar. She quickly gets up from her chair and stares at them.

"You wanted to go out and buy some clothes, right? Let's go right now."

"Adrien, you just left the hospital and are you already playing?" Emilie Agreste had convinced Adrien to stay one day at his parents' house to keep an eye on him. Apparently, his mother didn't like him to overwork, something that seems to have inherited from his father.

"Don't worry, I was just talking to someone. I was about to turn it off."

"Oh?" His mom looks at him intrigued "So who is this someone?"

"Someone from the game chat." He only answers with that phrase.

"Aish... so cold... No doubt that's what you got out of the Agreste's." Emilie already seems to be familiar with her son's character. "Okay, this woman is not going to gossip anymore." With a small laugh from both of them, Mrs. Agreste leaves the room.

Outside the room, Emilie meets Gabriel in front of her and because of the surprise, she gives a small jump.

"Oh, God!" The woman sighs, resting her hand on her chest. "Why do you appear so suddenly?" She says whispering. Gabriel, instead of saying sorry, enjoys watching the scene his wife is doing. "I was going to ask Adrien what time he was leaving tomorrow, but I think he will leave after breakfast."

The two return to the kitchen while they continue talking.

"Adrien was talking to someone, he seemed very happy."

"Did you hear what they were talking about?"

"No, he was writing on a game chat. He told me it was someone from the game. Do you think it's the same person Kim mentioned yesterday?

Mr. Agreste takes two cups and goes to the coffee maker in front of the table where the blond woman sits. "Are you still thinking about that? There is no way that it´s a girl, less a girlfriend."

Emilie inflates one of her cheeks upon hearing her answer. On the day of the accident, Gabriel and Emilie were called by the hospital, to warn about what happened to their son. The two arrived quickly and met Adrien's three companions, whom they had already seen several times. It was about eight o'clock when the doctors let them into the room where the blond lay. The three friends, despite being very worried, let the parents go first and waited to then enter. Upon learning that he had no serious injuries and that he would wake up in a day, the expression of the five relaxed. Everyone spent the night in the hospital.

The next day, Adrien woke up almost by noon but states that he has no discomfort or pain. His parents were calmer and his friends told him what had happened.

"You were in a coma for a day! You almost killed us from fear." Luka was the first to speak while Nino was running to tell a doctor that the patient had woken up.

"One day?" Emilie noticed how Adrien worried about something. "What time is it?"

"It's midday". Kim responds.

Emilie again sees Adrien's worried face. Did he think the accident was very serious?

"So yesterday she waited...?"

Luka's eyes widened as if he had noticed something, yet Emilie said nothing.

"Oh no! Do you think she was waiting all night for a ChatNoir...?"

"Miss Noir? You just got up from a coma, why did she...? The event! We should have warned her..."

Emilie turned to see her husband, who didn't understand the conversation much either. The two exchanged glances and decided to go out for a while to finish the hospital documentation.

"What are they talking about? They mentioned a girl, could it be his girlfriend?" Emilie whispered excitedly.

"Adrien with a girlfriend? Have you ever seen him close with a girl? That boy is getting married when he's old." Gabriel quickly dismissed the idea.

"And whose fault will it be about his lack of social interaction? Although I'm not sure, they called her Miss Noir. And who is ChatNoir?" The lady remained interested.

"I'm sure it is one of the names they use in those games. Now young people choose very rare names. Last time someone passed me a book by an author named Hawk Moth, another day I found one called Papillon... Strange names right?"

Emilie found her husband's words logical, but she kept hoping for some feminine existence in her son's life.

"But if Adrien is ChatNOIR... Miss Noir?"

Gabriel shakes his hand denying again. "It must be another person who plays under that name. It is Adrien we are talking about."

She rolls her eyes. "Yes, Adrien. Your son. Our son."

The two laughed and left the subject when they reached the documentation table.

Returning to the present, Emilie again considers the idea that her son is interested in a girl, but says nothing while admiring her husband with the sleeves of the shirt rolled up preparing coffee.

"So, until a few hours ago you weren't interested in shopping... but now the four of us are in a store looking for clothes for you?" Alya asks something confused while choosing a set of clothes for her friend.

"Yes, why the sudden change?" Chloè also asks and then a mischievous smile appears on her face. "Don't tell me... do you have a date?"

"A DATE?!" Rose screams loudly before the blue-haired could answer.

"N-no! Of course not!" Marinette tries her best not to blush with the idea of the date. Oh God! Do I have a date with ChatNoir?! Though thoughts like that didn't help the cause. "It's… it's an… interview! I have a job interview!"

Alya gets confused again. "A job interview? But I thought you weren't looking for another job this year."

"It's just... I received an email from a small company and decided to try again." Marinette reproached herself for not being able to think of better lies. She only prayed not to be asked about the non-existent company she was going to...

"And why so much trouble to buy clothes? Do you need to be so dressed up for an interview?"

"No... it's just that my clothes are already somewhat worn..."

After that Marinette is relieved that none of her friends question her again and concentrate on the clothes.

"Exactly what are we looking for?" Alya asks.

"Something that I wear in classes too, I'll go after my test in the morning."

"You just reminded me!" Rose says excitedly again "Tomorrow afternoon there will be another men's basketball game, the last of this semester. It's Science vs. Language, are we going?"

"That's not a question! Obviously, we are." Chloè responds as if it was common sense while looking at the section of the dresses. "At the end of the semester, the last years always appear in the games, especially all the handsome ones! They have already confirmed that Adrien is going to play too."

"Speaking of Adrien, did you talk to Nino?" Marinette asks the redhead.

Alya smiles back. "Yes, it seems that Adrien had an accident but it was nothing serious and that is why he could not communicate with me. Things with the company also seem to be under control."

Marinette is relieved to hear the answer, but Chloè interrupts to ask her about attending the match. She would meet ChatNoir at midday, she would surely have time to go to support her division in the match. She confirms it and her friends are satisfied.

"Then we have to look for something with which you stand out." Alya gets excited while searching through the clothes of all sections. "Most likely, all the beauties attend to see Adrien and the other seniors, we can't let the beauty of our department stay behind the others."

Marinette sighs when she listens to her friend. She didn't want to impress or stand out in the game, but who told her to ask these three for advice...

"This one!" Marinette looks at Chloè who is holding a red dress. And a large neckline. And a cut in the skirt.

"That's a bit..." She didn't have time to complain when suddenly she was being quickly pushed into the fitting room.

"I'm a genius." Chloè says when Marinette comes out of the dressing room with her clothes on.

"For the first time, I agree with you." Alya says while admiring what she sees.

"Marinette, the dress looks like it was made for you." Rose said the first comment about the red dress.

Marinette, on the other hand, felt embarrassed by what her friends had made her wear. "I think it's too much." The color of the dress was pretty but very striking, the cleavage was something she didn't wear and the cut on the skirt was something she definitely wouldn't wear on her own accord. "I won't go out with this."

Her friends put a face on her. "But it looks beautiful, what don't you like?"

"It's nice but, isn't there anything else... conservative?"

Her friends stare at her without believing what she is saying.

"I have to go to an exam first and then give an interview, I'm not going to party."

Alya sighs and accepts Marinette's conditions. "Ok. Please, can you help us find something more conservative for the lady?" The redhead turns to refer to the lady who is assisting them. The assistant looks at them strangely for a second but then goes to look for more "conservative" clothes.

In the dressing room for the second time, Marinette tries on a semi-elegant white T-shirt and a light aquamarine short skirt. This time she felt more comfortable with the set of clothes.

"How is it possible that you look so good even in ordinary clothes?" Alya said the first comment.

"You don't look bad, it also suits all the activities of your day." Chloè agrees with her friend.

Rose looks just as excited. "You look pretty, Mari. If you let your hair down I think it would look even better."

"Well, it's decided then. I'll take this one."

The next day, the four girls left the dormitories together and headed to the faculty building. It was fifteen to ten and they were lucky to start the day going together as a group.

"Well, without realizing the four of us are wearing a skirt." Rose pointed out.

Marinette hadn't realized until that moment. Since she had been distracted by the encounter with Chat, she had only dressed in what she bought the day before and had followed her friends. But now that they looked at each other, the four were in skirts.

"I think Marinette infected us and we dressed up a little more today." The redhead laughs.

Rose laughs too. "We look like those popular girl groups from the movies!"

A few minutes before ten, the girls arrive at the building and say goodbye to go to their respective classes. Marinette arrives in her classroom and tries to forget at least for that moment a certain kitten, to pass the exam. There are some comments that those around her say about her change of clothes, but she doesn't have time to pay attention to them. Once the teacher tells them that they can start, the blue-haired blocks any thoughts that may distract her and begins to solve the exam.

It seems that she studied enough for the exam because when Marinette finishes she still has half an hour left. As she sees that it is the first to finish, she decides to review the exam before submitting it. After another fifteen minutes, Marinette decides to hand over the exam when she finds no mistakes and rushed out of the room.

The blue-eyed girl realizes her accelerated pace and decides to go to gate 3 calmly since it is a little earlier than what she agreed with ChatNoir. Or rather, what she agreed. She was really nervous. She was going to meet ChatNoir, her partner in the game, her husband. She thought about what she should say first, how to greet or exchange names. And now that she thought about it, how could they recognize each other? She had Chat's number but she had no phone. They didn't even agree on how they would dress to know who they were waiting for or looking for. Although it was a little late for that, she had already reached the 3rd gate, so she decided to wait at the small bridge.

She began to see her surroundings to calm down a little and saw that there were not many people nearby. She recognized some professors drinking coffee on some benches in the distance and some art students drawing the landscape in silence. There was no one near her until she saw a figure approaching the end of the bridge under a tree. With some curiosity, Marinette pokes her head and tries to notice the person.

And it is nothing less than Adrien Agreste.

Adrien Agreste dressed in his typical black pants and white shirt.

Bewitched for a moment, Marinette quickly takes her eyes off the prince from the campus. What a coincidence that he was there too. Would he be waiting for someone too? It looks like he is. Should I go say hello? Marinette thought about it but her body had already begun to move towards the blond and it was already obvious that she was approaching him. But what do I tell him? Hello? What a coincidence in seeing you? By the time Marinette got to where he was standing the girl had no choice but to say the first thing that came to her mind.

"Oh, good morning. What a coincidence to meet you here." Well Marinette, now he's going to think you're a freak… at least you didn't stutter.

"It's not a coincidence." Marinette looks up surprised by that answer. "I was waiting for you."

The blue-haired didn't react for a few seconds without being able to understand. As she watched the blond she noticed how a smile formed on his lips. "This time I wasn't late, Ladybug."

With such a statement, Marinette's eyes widened to the point that they began to hurt. "Chat... Noir?"

The green-eyed young man keeps smiling and this time he turns his body a little before continuing to speak. "It's noon. Do you want to go to a restaurant I know?"

Marinette, still surprised, can't find the words to answer and just nods. The blond turns and begins to point the way. The two starts moving, but then Marinette stays still for a minute thinking. This is unreal, we might have been confused. What if another ChatNoir comes looking for me? What if I am not here?

Adrien can notice Marinette's internal discussion and decides to speak again. "Do you like Asian food, milady?"

"Mi...lady?" Marinette reacts at the nickname only used by ChatNoir, her kitten. The two of them look at each other for a few seconds and Marinette comes to understand that yes, he really is Chat.

In response, she smiles shyly and hurries to walk beside him, and the two continue on their way in comfortable silence.

Author notes:

And here is the long-awaited meeting. I know you want more, but don't worry, this is just the beginning. What awaits these two? Thanks to all your support, your comments always make my day. Last week I finished with my partial exams and I hope that the next chapter will come up soon. If you want to see Marinette's clothes you can go to my Twitter or Wattpad (for the ones who read inFF or AO3), where I always upload pictures and some spoilers. What do you think of the chapter? Your comments are welcome. Thanks for reading!

Twitter: Little_Rain0048

-LR