Sorry I'm so late, guys. The beginning of this month has been pretty crazy for me.

Day 27 – Naps

Marinette's head was pounding. She knew the moment she opened her eyes, the light would make it worse. She recognized the smell of pastries and knew she was in her bedroom and the softness underneath her told her she was in her bed. What she didn't understand is why her pillow was so stiff.

She adjusted her head slowly, eyes still shut, afraid too much movement would worsen her headache. It didn't, but now her pillow was shifting and groaning underneath her. She must've been more dizzy than she had thought.

"Shh," she whispered. "Pillows don't make noise."

"I'm not," it grunted in response before shifting again.

"Stop moving," she grumbled. "I'm sleeping."

"Sorry, Princess." Her pillow reached up to brush hair out of her face.

Wait.

Pillows don't have hands.

And they certainly don't call her Princess.

"Chat?" Marinette was suddenly very aware of his arms wrapped around her. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Hmm?"

She cracked an eye open to see Adrien in his favorite striped shirt. Why was he detransformed? Did he somehow find out she knew his identity? "What happened?"

She felt him hesitate. "After you purified the akuma, I tried to help you since you're sick and all, and well… Your earrings…" He didn't need to finish. Her memories came flooding back.

She swallowed and her sore throat wasn't too pleased. "So you know?"

"Yeah," he said softly pressing a kiss to her hair.

She paused for a moment reveling in the feeling of his arms around her before looking up to meet his eyes.

"I know, too," she confessed.

He stiffened as if only just now realizing he wasn't in his suit. "Oh, no. You – you asked me to— I– I fell asleep! I forgot to transform back before—"

She pressed her hand to his chest. "Hey, it's ok."

"No, it's not. I broke your trust and—"

"Chat," she interrupted. "Adrien, I already figured it out."

He paused. "How?"

She attempted a weak giggle. "That stupid banana costume."

He scoffed. "Hey, I thought I did a pretty good job covering for that."

She shook her head smiling. "No, you're a terrible liar."

He laughed. "Well, personally I think that's a good thing."

"It is," she agreed with a yawn.

He regarded her with concern and placed a hand on her head. "How's your head feel? You're not warm."

She shook her head lazily. "I think I just need some medicine and more sleep."

"Tom brought up some medicine a little bit ago," he reached for the bottle on the shelf and a glass of water.

"Thanks," she murmured as she sat up to take the capsules.

"Don't thank me," he said softly as they settled back down.

They fell into a comfortable silence. Marinette buried her head in his shirt and relaxed into him. His thumb rubbed back and forth on her arm as he held her.

"So," Adrien finally broke the silence. "Does this mean Ladybug will finally give Chat Noir a chance?"

Marinette couldn't help the grin that spread on her face. "I don't know. I think Ladybug might already be seeing someone."

He chuckled. "Yeah, I heard that Chat Noir had a girlfriend anyway."

"Girlfriend?" Marinette echoed.

"Yeah," he hummed running his fingers through her hair. "She's no match for Ladybug. Much cooler."

"I don't know how cool she could be if she's dating Chat Noir," she joked.

"Nah, she's perfect," he sighed and his breathing slowed. He fell asleep again and she followed.

She'd follow him to the ends of the earth.