So wow. It been like a hundred years since I wrote for this. It's been nearly a year since the last MariChat May which is what inspired this universe in the first place. This feels mad. I hope my writing hasn't regressed too badly and it's not too terrible.

This has references to sexy things having happened but there's nothing here that should make anyone who doesn't like that kind of stuff uncomfortable.

Sleepover

Adrien stared at his ceiling, deep in thought. Despite his earlier attempts to mess around on the internet, or read on his phone, he hadn't been able to relax his mind long enough to stop worrying about Marinette. Instead, he'd decided to get ready for bed, even if it was ridiculously early on a Saturday night. Regardless, his thoughts hadn't stopped swirling and so here he was, lying beneath the covers and staring.

Marinette must have told them by now. No matter how long she had spent freaking out over how she was going to break it to them or trying to stall, she would have broken the subject sooner or later. And it was getting past the later side of the equation.

So why hadn't she phoned or texted him to tell him how it had gone?

As much as he loved the Dupain-Chengs, he had to admit that this was still unknown territory with them and he had no idea how they'd react to Marinette's admission that she was dating both Chat and Adrien. It was a pretty difficult concept to understand even for some of the more liberal people these days. They might be angry. They would definitely be concerned. Would they try to stop them from seeing each other? Would they have taken away Marinette's phone to keep her from contacting him? Should he go visit? Even after he had promised to stay away until he heard from her? She might be mad if he did.

Adrien's mind screeched to a halt suddenly as he saw Ladybug swinging towards the direction of his home from several buildings away. The closer she got -which was fairly quickly for someone with superpowers- the more and more obvious it became that she was heading directly for his room and Adrien sat up to spring into action. He scrambled for his remote and quickly pointed it at the window, sighing in relief as it swung open in time for his Lady to swing through the empty panel in front of him instead of smacking against the glass.

"You're here!" he said with a gleeful smile slapped across his face, sitting up even further so he could see better.

His eyebrows pulled together and his mouth narrowed considerably however, when he saw the exhausted slump his girlfriend stood in. Stumbling, she made her way over to his bed and instead of jumping up to hug her like he'd planned to do, instead Adrien pulled the covers away from his bed in an invitation for her to join him.

Ladybug moved forward, dropping her transformation as she did so and a fully dressed Marinette climbed in on hands and knees before rolling to face the edge of the bed, head immediately heavy against the pillow. He instinctively snuggled into her, arm around her stomach and pulling her back against his chest securely, placing a kiss against her slightly dishevelled hair.

Tikki floated over to the bed to hover next to her chosen, eyes worriedly moving between the two teenagers as Marinette curled herself up into a tight ball beside him.

"Plagg's upstairs," Adrien told her, "He's been unusually quiet tonight though. Maybe you can cheer him up or something?"

He watched as the little kwami nodded, a sad smile on her face.

"See if you can do the same for Marinette please?"

"Of course."

He watched as Tikki flitted away, following the spiralling staircase round and round and floating above each step individually as she headed up to the second level to see the grumpy cat god.

Returning his attention to the girl curled up in his bed in the foetal position once more, he carefully considered his approach.

"That bad?" he asked timidly.

Marinette let out a long, heavy sigh and shook her head, more of her hair unravelling in places and tickling his nose.

"It went well," she said quietly, "Like, really, really well. It was just...I've been over-thinking a lot of things. And I got all emotional. Cried. Tired me out."

She wriggled a little and he heard the telltale sound of her shoes hitting the floor as she kicked them off.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I told them...I told them I was still dating Chat but now I was dating Adrien too. And-" she yawned, "-that Chat was dating Ladybug as well as me."

She made no indication that she was going to continue and after a cursory few minutes to let her elaborate on her own, Adrien found himself gently prompting her.

"...And? How'd they take it?"

"H-How important is it to you to keep your identity a secret from other people?" she asked, a tremor in her voice as she spoke until it ended in a light sob.

"You want to tell them," he said, more a statement than a question.

It was unusual. He wasn't angry or even particularly frightened about the idea of them knowing, but he was worried about Marinette. Because it wasn't like her to want to give away something so important to her. To them. Especially when she'd been the one who was so adamant last night about keeping their identities a secret in order to protect everyone they cared about.

"They already know," she said, sounding a little like she was crying, "They already know about you and me. Apparently, neither of us can hide from the masters of detection which live in my apartment."

His hand went still where he had been absent-mindedly stroking her hair. It was strange having to remind himself to breathe when it was usually such an automatic thing.

"H-How?"

"They said they know me too well to not notice and apparently," her voice started to sound more playful again as the sobs slipped away and a slight giggle made it's way in between words, "someone is a little too lovesick looking when he comes over to study."

"So...they don't mind?"

"Nope," she said, rolling over onto her back to face him, "They're ecstatic for us. They even suggested I come over and tell you myself instead of calling. That's when I started getting all worked up over...well, over how you'd take the news that they know."

He watched as she bit her bottom lip nervously, an unconscious reminder that he hadn't actually told her how he felt about her parents being in the know yet.

"That's awesome!" he said, smiling down at her widely, relieved to see her smile back. His gaze swiftly turned into something considerably more seductive, and he waggled his eyebrows when he asked, "Does that mean they won't worry if you don't go home for a while?"

Marinette's cheeks flushed darkly for a moment. She leaned up close to his ear, her lips brushing the sensitive skin as she spoke.

"They won't mind if I don't go home at all tonight."

Adrien was pretty sure he blacked out for a moment as Marinette flopped back against the bed without him really noticing, the movement against the mattress below him being the only thing that seemed to snap him back to reality.

"Of course," she continued in a much more irritated tone of voice, "they said so in the most mortifying way possible and implied as much as they could to embarrass me."

"They're not called the Safe Sex Patrol for nothing," he joked, rolling to the side as Marinette sat up and shrugged off her blazer.

"Oh Dieu, that reminds me," she said, suddenly horrified, "I still need to tell Alya!"

"Leave that till school on Monday," he said, taking the blazer from her hands and gently tossing it onto his computer chair nearby.

"But what am I going to tell her? Do I go with what we planned? Or do I let her in on everything now that my parents know?"

"'Neeeette," he whined, "Let's work it out tomorrow. Right now though, I'm pretty certain you can't sleep in jeans. You should take them off too."

He smirked as he finished speaking, propping his head on his arm and making it apparent to surely even the densest of beings that he was watching her closely. She caught his eye and he immediately gave her a toothy grin.

"Oh enough," she said, rolling her eyes with an amused smile before slipping her hands beneath her t-shirt to unclip her bra without removing anything else.

"I'm never getting over how amazing it is that you can do that," Adrien told her as she slid her bra straps down her arms beneath the sleeves before pulling the whole thing out from the under her t-shirt and tossing it onto the chair along with her blazer.

"It's a girl thing," she said, pulling the fabric of her t-shirt away from her collar bone slightly as he watched hungrily, "Now, if you get me a spare t-shirt to sleep in, I can lose this too."

Spare t-shirt abandoned at the side of the bed along with other clothes, while their previous wearers had giggled and fumbled beneath the covers, the two tired teenagers heads finally breached the cool air of the room a little while later. They shivered a little as they took in deep lungfuls of fresh air, finally ready to catch up on some sleep.

Tiredly, Adrien blinked open his eyes while Marinette snuggled against his side, wearily attempting to focus his sight as he became aware of the two little shapes sitting on top of the globe by his bed.

At first, realising it was simply the Kwami's put him at ease and he closed his eyes again as he prepared to doze off. That was until he abruptly remembered that the two of them were meant to be upstairs and very much out of eye and earshot of anything that had been happening between him and his girlfriend for the last while.

"Plagg!" he shouted, starling Marinette who immediately pulled the covers up around herself as she spotted the two little voyeurs, "How long have you two been there?"

"Relax, Adrien," Plagg answered, not even taking his eyes from the phone screen he and Tikki had lying across their laps, "It's not like it's nothing we haven't seen before."

"Tikki! Do you think you could please give us some privacy?" Marinette asked, her voice high-pitched and squeaky from discomfort.

Tikki sighed in return, touching the screen with one of her tiny hands to pause the video they appeared to be watching, which seemed to annoy Plagg more than Adrien's interruption. He made a small noise of complaint in response which went completely ignored.

"Come on Plagg," Tikki said with a little huff, "People these days are much more private about these things than they used to be."

"I miss the old days," Plagg added as she floated away, phone held between her little nubs.

"Go away!" Adrien yelled at him, face equally as bright as his girlfriend's magical costume.

"Fine, fine, I'm going!" Plagg said as he turned to follow Tikki, mumbling as he left, "No one used to give a crap how many people were around them in ancient Rome, they barely even noticed us."

I originally wrote two chapters for this. It was basically the same except the first draft I wrote had Chat showing up at her skylight after Marinette text him and all the same basic stuff happened.

But then I kept imagining how it'd go if it was Ladybug visiting Adrien instead and I just found I didn't like the original very much anymore, despite it being more or less the same thing.

Also, before anyone asks - they're still not having sex, just being horny together.