I was about to fall asleep, when someone started tapping on the window. I sat in bed, rubbing my eyes, feeling sleepy. I seized my phone to check what time it was.
(Who on earth could be at two AM?) I wondered, upset. I got up, barefooted and wearing pajamas. Maybe I imagined it. The person outside tapped on the glass once more. I walked to the window.
"Chat Noir? What are you doing here this late?"
"Hello, Marinette. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up but the thing is, er, I don't feel like being home right now and I, well, I was wondering if I could..."
"Silly kitty, just get in" He was being so polite and he looked so sad it melted my grumpiness for being woken up away.
"What happened, Chat?" I asked him when the hero jumped to fall graciously on the floor, next to me.
"My father, sorry, but I shouldn't tell you about personal stuff. You know, to keep my identity safe and all that. Besides.."
"You don't want to talk about it, right?" He nodded, sighing.
"You're so lucky, Marinette" Chat was looking at a picture of me with my parents. Dad was lifting me in his arms and mum was laughing. I was five years old back then.
I didn't know what to say, so I remained silent. When I looked at Chat, his green eyes were full of tears, so I grabbed his arm and pulled him for a hug.
Surprised at first, he hugged me back, sobbing.
"There, there. Everything will be alright, kitty. I'm here if you need me"
"Thank you, Marinette" We stayed like that for a while. When Chat Noir cried a little more loudly, I tightened the hug.
"I'll always be here for you, little kitty"
I had never called him that, not even as Ladybug, but it felt like the right thing to do. Giving him comfort and love. Because I loved Chat Noir, he was a wonderful partner and friend to me. The hero relied his head on the crook of my neck. I slowly broke the hug that had turned into an embrace.
"I should be sleeping, kitty, because I have school tomorrow. Are you feeling any better?"
"Yes, I am. Thank you, prrincess. And about that I, er, I wanted to, no, forget I said a thing. It's such a stupid idea"
I tilted my head to the side, curious.
"You silly kitty, now I want to know what you mean"
"I, welll, I want to sleep with you" I opened my eyes widely.
"No, it's not what you're thinking!"
"I-I'm not thinking of anything!" I exclaimed, blushing a crimson red.
"Then why are you shouting?"
"You shouted first!"
Looking into each other's eyes, we busted in laughter. Our "argument" was so ridiculous.
"Okay, okay, so you want to stay for the night?"
"Yeah, I don't want to go home yet and I, I don't want to be alone anymore"
"It's really cute when you're vulnerable"
"Wha-what?"
"Oh my. I said that out loud? It was a thought. Anyway, yup, Chat Noir, you can be cute sometimes"
"Thank, thank you, I guess" He was red in the face. That made me smile.
"Alright, get in bed, then" I was going to spend the night with a boy. One who would never touch a single hair on my head without asking me for permission. Chat Noir bowed saying "Sure thing prrincess"
I lied next to him, feeling safe.
"Er, Marinette?" His hesitant voice said.
"Yes?"
"Can I, well, can I hug you? Look, I'm kind of used to hugging a pillow while sleeping and..."
Giggling softly, I moved closer to him.
"Of course you can, kitty cat"
My partner wrapped me in his arms. A few minutes later, I felt really comfortable like that.
"Can I use you as a pillow?" I asked him.
"O-of course, Marinette"
I put my head on his chest. That night, listening to his heartbeat and stroking those rebel blond locks, I thought that some day, if I finally got over Adrien, he could be my love instead.