Hey everyone! Happy Valentine's Day! Melty Camembert Hearts and Passion Fruit Macaron Hearts for everyone! Today's the day to spread love and joy, and show the people we love we care about them! Here's a small piece of love from me to all of you! I hope you enjoy!

Also, I do not own the characters, just the plot! ^-^

"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind. And therefore is winged cupid painted blind." - Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream (*My quote of inspiration for the story*)

...Thursday night, Feb.16

He watched in horror as Ladybug turned away from him, tears falling down his face, "M'lady, m'lady please, let me explain,"

"There is nothing to explain Chat Noir." Her voice was thick with her tears, "It was all a lie, all of it, and I fell for it."

"NO! That's not true!" He said loudly in hurt, reaching out for her arm to stop her from leaving like this, "It has always been you. You are the only one in my heart,"

She pulled her arm out of his grasp, refusing to turn around to face him again, "Stop lying to me! I can't take this anymore Chat, I can't. Loving you was a mistake."

His heart squeezed in his chest, pain tearing through him, "You don't mean that. Ladybug, I love you, I've always loved you." He put his arms around her from behind, closing his eyes as he breathed in her scent. It was warm and sweet, the smell of spices and flowers. It was the smell of the home he had wanted his entire life. "I love you." He whispered, "I love you so much."

He felt her shaking, silent tears rocking through her as she put her hands on his arms, pulling them down away from her. She slowly turned around, but instead of Ladybug, Marinette was there. Her bluebell eyes were red from crying as she looked into his eyes, placing her hand over his heart, "Then why, why did you push me away?"

His heart sank, "Marinette, I," he took a step back as she wrapped her arms around herself, "I knew it. I always knew you would never be able to love someone like me."

"But I do love you!" He screamed, watching as her eyes squeezed shut in pain, "Please don't. Haven't you broken my heart enough?"

He felt like he was going to be sick, "I never, I never meant, I never wanted to," he saw the purple butterfly hovering above her shoulder and his heart jumped into his throat. He was never going to make it in time to stop it from happening. The akuma entered her earring as he lifted his hand towards her, "NO!"

He bolted upright in bed, his hand stretched out in front of him, the scream trapped in the back of his throat. He lowered his shaking hand, trying to control his rapid breathing. He was covered in sweat, the pain of the dream still fresh in his mind. He covered his face with his hands, his breath hitching as he cried.

He was an idiot.

How could he have let this happen?

Something soft nuzzled his neck, a gentle, rumbling purr flowing into him as he cried. "It's not your fault Adrien." Plagg whispered, "You didn't know,"

"That's the problem Plagg!" He said, angry at himself, "I should have known. I should have seen it. I should have seen her!"

"The magic didn't let you see it. That's how it works." Plagg reminded him, trying to use his 'Tikki' voice. It had already been a few days since the incident, and his kitten wasn't doing any better. This was the third night in a row Adrien had woken up this way, drenched in sweat and in a panic. He didn't know how the boy had tears left to shed.

While he usually would have tried to tease it out of him, Plagg knew this wasn't the time. This time, it was different.

Adrien said it wiping his eyes, "So many times I've compared them, and still, she was right in front of me and I," more tears fell as Adrien sniffled, "all I did was hurt her."

Plagg suggested it lightly, "Hey, why don't we go prowl around for a little while? That always makes you feel better."

Adrien gave him the smallest of smiles that only lasted a few seconds, "No, not tonight I, if I go out right now, I know exactly where I'll end up." He got up slowly, heading straight for his shower. He rinsed off quickly and was still towel-drying his hair when a loud crack echoed through the city. He rushed out of the bathroom, looking straight at Plagg who was already confirming it, "An akuma no doubt."

He nodded, looks like he couldn't avoid the inevitable for long, "Time to work. Plagg, Claws Out!"

He was out of his room in seconds, racing towards the akuma, and towards the love of his life whose heart he had broken.

... Friday early morning, Feb.17

"Miraculous Ladybug!" She called out in the early morning light, not able to hide how exhausted she was as she watched the magical little ladybugs restore Paris.

Chat dropped next to her as the magic faded, holding his fist out uncertain, "Pound it?"

She forced herself not to look at him as she tapped her fist against his quickly in silence. She turned to leave and Chat grabbed her hand, "M'lady wait, please, please we have to talk about this."

Her earring's beeped in warning and she told him softly, "I can't. I'm sorry."

She zipped away on her yo-yo, her tears from last night renewed hearing the pain in his voice. She knew that she shouldn't have said anything. She was ridiculous for thinking he really loved her. She should have kept her feelings buried after all this time. At least then, only her heart would be hurting. He didn't deserve this, not her kind and loving Chaton. Her sweet and caring Adrien. Neither side of him deserved it.

But what was she supposed to do? What else was she supposed to think? He had told her with little hesitation how he felt about her. Only in her worst nightmares had she dreamed of this outcome, but having it come true had turned that nightmare into a pleasant dream. She would trade anything to go back to how things were before.

Even her nightmare hadn't prepared her to lose him like this, both in and out of the mask.

She pulled her knees up to her chest, crying silently on her bed as Tikki told her again, "Marinette, you should talk to him. You are both hurting so much,"

"It's just going to be the same Tikki," she said sniffling, "Adrien has never had real feelings for me, not the way I do for him. He's only ever loved Ladybug, not Marinette. Why should he? I'm nothing special."

"You're wrong! You are an amazing person!" Tikki told her, "Adrien see's that. He knows how wonderful,"

"Stop it Tikki!" She pleaded, looking up at Tikki with eyes clouded like a storm at sea, holding back the sun that used to shine there. "Just stop it Tikki. Please."

Tikki watched as Marinette curled her arms around her legs and cried, her shoulders shaking with quiet sobs. She sat in the crook of Marinette's arm, patting her arm in comfort without saying anything else. She knew that this time, nothing she could say would make this better.

Now, it would be up to Adrien and Marinette to set things right.

... Friday before school begins, Feb.17

She closed her locker with a heavy sigh. She hadn't gone back to sleep after dealing with that akuma. She didn't know how she was going to make it through the day. She knew her eyes were red and puffy from crying, she just didn't care today. She was barely taking a step to leave when she bumped right into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry I wasn't, paying, attention."

Her words started slipping when his beautiful green eyes caught hers. "No, it's okay." He said softly, "I wasn't paying attention either."

They stared at each other unmoving, both of them feeling the bite in the back of their eyes, seeing the pain on the others face. Marinette moved first, shutting her eyes as she moved past him and rushed out to get to class.

Why, why did this have to happen? Why had she ever agreed to find him? Why had she let herself hope after all this time?

She was such an idiot.

She walked to class not seeing anything around her.

That night began playing over in her mind before she could stop it. Again.

Flashback - Sunday evening, Feb.12

They stood casually side by side at the top of the Eiffel Tower, smiling down at the city they loved slowly lighting up beneath them.

"I'll never get tired of seeing the city from here." Chat admitted suddenly.

Ladybug smiled, "Me either Kitty." She leaned forward on her arms, "One of the better perks of being a superhero."

"But not the only one." He said happily.

She turned to look at him and saw the red rose in his hand. Her eyes widened slightly, "When did you,"

"A chat's got to have some secret's m'lady." He bowed slightly, holding the rose out to her. She stared at it for a few seconds before looking back into his brilliant eyes, "Chat,"

"Please? It doesn't have to mean anything more than you want it to." He told her with a shy smile, something she rarely saw on him.

She took the rose and smiled into its petals, "Thank you Kitty, it's beautiful."

"You're welcome." He said as his smile brightened. "I'd do anything to make sure your smile never fades."

She let out a soft laugh, scratching behind his ear and watching his eyes close contently, "You're a hopeless romantic, you know that?"

His smile turned into a smirk, lifting a paw to his forehead dramatically, "Hopeless? Never m'lady how could you say that? I am a pure, simple romantic through and through, thank you very much."

She laughed again, "You're such a dork Chat Noir."

"But I'm your dork bugaboo." He said with a flirty wink that caused her heart to stutter.

She knew he had seen the hesitation on her face because his voice dropped to a whisper, "I'm sorry."

"No," she told him quickly, "It's not you. It's me. I feel like such a terrible person." She held the rose carefully in one hand, but laid her head on her arms in front of her tiredly.

Chat stood next to her, his elbow touching hers as he leaned forward next to her, "You're not a terrible person. You are torn, I know that. I meant what I said m'lady. My feelings are never going to change. I'll wait for you forever if I have to."

"You shouldn't have to. I shouldn't be putting you in this position at all. It's wrong!" She said, turning to look at him, "I know I'm hurting you, asking for you to wait."

"I'm a big kitty bugaboo." He cut in suddenly with a smirk.

"That's not the point. Three years we've been doing this. Three years we've been fighting side by side. You are the single, best friend I could have ever asked for. You are there for me when no one else is, and you always have my back. You are the only one who really understands everything we have to deal with," she looked down, "everything I have to deal with since becoming the new guardian."

She took a deep breath and placed the rose down on the metal rail carefully.

She turned back to him and put her hands on either side of his face, "I love you." His green eyes widened as she kept going, "I love you, so much, and I hate that I am hurting you by asking you to wait until my heart stops fighting with itself." She ran her thumb over his cheek, finally admitting it to him, "Even though, I'm pretty sure I know why I've been so torn all this time."

His voice was shaking, "What, what do you mean?"

She let her hands fall from his face. She hugged herself, closing herself off in preparation for whatever reaction he was about to have, "I love both sides of you Chat Noir, mask, and no mask."

He took a step back, staring at her in shock as his head shook slightly, "You, you think,"

"I know who you are?" She tried, watching as he nodded, "I think so, at least, I'm pretty sure I do."

He asked instantly, "Who do you think I am?"

She smiled at him lovingly, "The boy, the one I told you I was in love with a long time ago. Him. I think you, are him." She covered her face for a second, "I know I could be wrong, but I think the more I accept it, the more the magic has started to lift. When I admitted last week that I had feelings for you, but still had feelings for the other boy, things started shifting. I was seeing things I wasn't before, putting things together that I used to tell myself were just coincidences or impossibilities. You couldn't possibly be him, you were too different. Until I realized that really, you weren't that different at all."

She saw the shock still on his face and told him, "I stopped fighting what I was feeling, and I realized why I had been so conflicted. I had fallen in love with the same person twice, with both sides that make up who he is."

He told her shaking his head, "That's impossible. You can't really think I'm him. I would have, I would have known it was you. I would have felt it."

She looked down, "That's the thing, and it's part of why I've been so hesitant. I don't think," she hesitated before getting it out, "I don't think you would have known it was me all this time."

He stepped back towards her, asking hurt, "You don't think I'd love you the same, no matter what?"

"That's not it. I think you would, but, that's the question that's been burning in my head. Would you still love me the same, if I walked up to you unmasked and told you how I felt? Would you love me for me, the way I've always loved you for you?"

He told her quickly, "That's IF you really think I'm the boy you've loved all this time."

"I don't really think I'm wrong." She said easily.

"Tell me, and I'll tell you if you are right." He promised.

She shook her head, "If I tell you now, your love for Ladybug will cloud how you really feel."

"You are Ladybug." He said simply.

She sighed, "I know you love part of me, the Ladybug part, but one day, there isn't going to be a Ladybug anymore Kitty. There is going to be the me underneath, and that's the part I think you don't love the same."

"You are wrong." He said hard, "Mask, no mask. You are who I fell in love with, over and over again, despite everything that has happened to us over the years. You are the one my heart calls out to."

She looked down and he asked quietly, "Why don't you believe me bug?"

"Because if you are who I think you are, I don't think you feel the same. You love Ladybug, but you don't love me." She looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears, "I want to be wrong. I want to be wrong more than I have ever wanted to be wrong in my life. I want to walk up to you as a civilian and tell you everything I feel, and see your eyes brighten the way they do when I tell you I love you." She saw that spark come to life in his eyes.

"But I don't think it will happen." She whispered, sounding truly defeated.

He stood there, letting her words weigh on his heart. He knew that she really believed that. He could see it in the slump of her shoulders, in the remorseful shaking in her voice.

He was going to prove her wrong.

"I dare you." He challenged.

She looked up at him quickly, "Dare me? To what?"

He cupped her cheek, "To walk up to my civilian self, if you are that sure of who I am, and tell me how you feel as your civilian self."

She closed her eyes, "If I do that, you'll know right away it's me. That defeats the point I'm trying to make."

He smirked, but she could see that he was slightly uncomfortable, "If you are right, then you know the next few days for me are going to be," he tried to think of the best word for it, "trying." He finally settled on.

She nodded, "Valentine's Day is Tuesday."

His smile was still awkward, "Exactly. On top of all the akuma's we are no doubt going to be dealing with on Valentine's Day as usual, it's not exactly the highlight of my civilian's sides year, given the circumstances."

He let his forehead rest on hers as he closed his eyes, "If you find me, and I find you among the chaos, I will spend the rest of my life proving to you that you don't ever have to doubt my feelings. I'll show you everyday how much you mean to me, and never let you go ever again bugaboo."

Her eyes closed as she relented, "You've got yourself a deal Kitty. Sometime in the next forty-eight hours, I'll tell you the truth, civilian to civilian. If you realize that it's me, I'll spend the rest of my life showing you what it means when someone loves you completely, without wanting anything in return except for you to be happy and to feel that love everyday."

He hugged her tightly, nuzzling his nose into her neck, "I will find you. I swear it."

"I want you to find me." She whispered.

He pulled back slightly, just enough to look into her eyes without letting her move out of his arms. He was taken back to that moment so long ago when they had loved each other completely, unburdened by the masks. Before having those memories taken from them after defeating Oblivio. He smiled slightly, asking longingly, "With your permission m'lady, for luck."

She smiled back at him, shaking her head slightly as she started leaning up to him, "Silly kitty."

His lips pressed to hers gently, and she pulled him closer, willing him feel the truth in her heart, willing him to find her so that they could be together. She begged the Miraculous magic with everything she had - Please, please let him see.

She pulled back and he was smiling brighter than ever, "At least I'll remember this one."

She giggled, "That's not really my fault you know."

He clicked his teeth, waving a finger at her, "Who is the Ladybug here in charge of that evil Miraculous Ladybug that erases memories?"

She ran her hand quickly through his hair, messing up his already wild mane even more, "Take it up with Tikki."

"Oh I will." He said with smirk. He took a step back and bowed, "Sleep well m'lady. Until the morrow."

She smiled and watched as he vaulted away, laughing to herself as he did a happy flip in the air and disappeared into the night, "Good night Adrien. Sleep well."

... Friday midday break, Feb.17

He was sitting with his head back on the bench with his eyes closed, letting his hands rest in the front pocket of his black hoodie. Plagg was purring gently as he slept in the warmth of his hands.

"Hey man."

He opened his eyes but didn't move, "Hey Nino."

Nino sat next to him and sighed heavily, "You gonna make me ask again?"

He closed his eyes, holding in his sigh, "There is nothing to tell."

"Yeah? And your pops is up for father of the year." Nino said sarcastically.

"There is nothing to tell Nino. Nothing is going on. I'm fine." He said evenly, knowing he didn't sound the least bit convincing.

"So you've said, all week." Nino said frustrated. "Oh, hey Marinette!" He called out happily.

Adrien shot up, startling Plagg in his front pocket, and looking around in a panic. But Marinette was nowhere in sight.

He saw Nino cross his arms with a stern look on his face, "Yeah, nothing wrong my ass. Why the hell are you avoiding Marinette like the plague? What the hell happened between you two?"

He sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair in frustration. This was all his fault. All because he hadn't kept his promise, because he had been blind and had pushed his feelings aside instead of questioning them the way his lady had.

He finally let it out as the weight of it all crashed down on him, "She told me she loved me."

Nino's arm fell in shock from where they were crossed on his chest. His mouth dropping before he asked, "She told you?! After all this time she actually managed to tell you, like to your face?!"

He nodded, groaning as he realized it, "You knew? You knew how she felt all this time? Why didn't you say anything to me?"

Nino frowned at him, "It wasn't my place my man. Do you know what Alya would have done to me if I had spilled the beans? I'd be lucky to have gotten off with just being buried alive."

He ran both hands through his hair even more frustrated, not caring that he was turning it into a wild mess, "I'm an idiot Nino. She told me how she felt and I, I told her I was in love with someone else."

Nino went silent, and he let it out, "But I am in love with her. I have been for so long, and I didn't realize it until it was too late. I mean, I knew but I kept pushing it down. I didn't let myself feel it and now," he stared down at his hands, "She won't even look at me. She won't let me explain why I said what I did, or let me tell her how I really feel. Not that I deserve the chance anymore."

He let his face fall into his hands, trying without success to stop from thinking about it. To no avail.

Thanks for reading! Sorry about the sudden end, but the flashback is coming right up so don't fret!

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Au Revoir for now!