They're (finally) starting to realize their feelings for each other.

LadyNoir

Adrien swore that he could literally see the hearts coming off of her. How had he ever missed it before?

The promised macarons were there. Passion fruit flavor. How did she even know that was his favorite flavor? Adrien had never really told anyone, not even Nino.

It was uncomfortable to be in the seat right in front of her, now. Now that he knew she must have been staring dreamily at the back of his head for the past three years now.

In between classes, Nino gave Adrien a concerned look. "You okay, man? You keep glancing back at Marinette."

"Nope! Nothing's wrong!" he answered a bit too quickly to not sound inconspicuous.

Nino still looked doubtful. "Yeah, right. Are you just realizing that you've had a crush on her for the past three years?"

"No I-" Adrien stopped as he realized that denial sounded even more guilty.

Wait. Did he have a crush on Marinette? He had to admit, she was attractive, and he liked her in ways he didn't like most of his other friends. She was kind, loving, helpful… he himself had compared her to Ladybug- the love of his life. The only thing not in her favor was that she wasn't actually Ladybug.

"I… actually didn't realize that I had a crush on her until you pointed it out," Adrien admitted. "What I did finally realize was the crush that she's had on me for the past three years."

Nino's eyebrows shot up. "How'd that happen?"

Adrien shrugged. "It kinda just… clicked." It didn't hurt that she had told him herself last night.

Nino sighed in relief. "Just… if you decide to ever tell Alya or Marinette, make sure they know that I didn't tell you."

Adrien nodded.

"So… are you going to ask her out?"

That caught Adrien off-guard. "I- I don't know."

He still loved Ladybug. But Marinette loved him. And he liked her.

Maybe he could give her a chance.

Hearts. Why did it have to be hearts?

"Chat… what made you think that it would be a marvelous idea to let it rain down heart confetti on us?"

When he didn't say anything, Ladybug looked up from where she had placed her face in her palm. For once, he looked a little frazzled out, and more annoyed about this than she was.

Chat slowly shook his head. "This was a terrible idea."

"Chat?" she asked cautiously. He… was definitely acting out of character.

"I've been seeing hearts all day long!" He wracked his hands through the air. "Make them stop! Make them stop! We're just friends! I don't want to have a crush on her!"

Ladybug held up her hands, slowly taking a step forward. He moved back.

"This wasn't supposed to happen!" he ranted. "How am I supposed to decide? I don't want to, but I like her, and she likes me! I don't know whether I want to ask her out or not!"

She frowned. "Wait. That's what's troubling you? If you both like each other, why not just ask her out already?"

"But there's you!" Chat said uncertainly. "But then there's her, and I- augh!"

Ladybug sighed. "Who knows? Maybe you could fall in love with her. And then we could both be happier."

"But I-" Chat cut off. "I'll ask her out, but I'll give myself a day or so to think about it. Maybe. I don't know. I'm going to go patrol some more!"

Then he pulled out his baton and was off.

Ladybug stood there for a moment, feeling a little shell-shocked. Out of all the craziness of Chat Noir, that was not something she'd expect to hear him say. Ever.

"And I'm just going to… go home," Ladybug said. "Yeah." Talking to herself. Real smooth. Great.

With a groan, she bent down to pick up some of the heart confetti for Adrien tomorrow, before swinging off herself.

She swore she didn't mean to stop at the Agreste Mansion, sitting on the wall close to the building, but that's where she ended up. Looking into Adrien's dark and empty room. Strange. It was a bit early for him to be asleep already, and he didn't have any events on his schedule for tonight.

Ladybug sighed. Why did she feel this way? So let down? Wasn't it a good thing that Chat had a crush on someone that was not her?

So then why was she so disappointed?

Stupid Chat. Stupid challenge. Stupid not-being-able-to-confess-to-the-boy-you've-been-in-love-with-for-the-past-three-years.

Ladybug was tired of stealing Chat's tricks. She had done fine on her own this morning with those macarons. She'd figure out something on her own again.

She thrust the heart confetti towards the mansion, only to have the wind blow them back in her face.

Stupid hearts.

Oh? Did I mention that the beginning of their realization of their feelings will start the angst required to meet all of these prompts? No? Oops.