I like writing from Marinette and Adrien's point of views. Seriously. But it can get rather boring to just be writing from the same perspective over and over… so I find myself writing from other characters' POV more and more.

And, out of all the other characters that I've used, writing Chloé's is by far my favorite.

Ladrien

Chloé hummed to herself as she waltzed into the classroom.

She wasn't fashionably late, because she needed to get there before school in order to carry out her plan, after all. But she did wait until five minutes before class started, so everyone was there. Even Dupain-Cheng, which seemed like a marvel, considering how often she was late.

Walking up to the front of the room, Chloé clapped her hands to gain everyone's attention. "Attention please. I have an announcement to make."

Everyone looked at her dubiously, as if unsure about what the announcement was going to be. What, did they think it was going to be anything bad? Puh-lease. It was going to be amazing.

Chloé cleared her throat. "You are all invited to my Valentine's day party tomorrow night. Even Dupain-Cheng. But don't take it personally, because Daddy just insisted on making it open to my entire class. Something about being 'kind.' Whatever. Obviously it's at Le Grande Paris, and it starts at seven pm."

"Um… Chloé?" Dupain-Cheng's friend spoke up. That was the Ladyblogger, right? "Why are you having it on Tuesday when Valentine's Day is Friday?"

Chloé clucked her tongue. "Because, obviously, I'm going to be on an amazing, gorgeous, romantic date on Valentine's day."

The Ladyblogger raised an eyebrow. "So what? Wednesday and Thursday were unavailable?"

"I did say that I was going to have a gorgeous date on Friday, right? Obviously I have to get ready for it." Such a plain girl wouldn't understand that beauty takes time. "Okay. Everyone can come if you want. Go back to whatever boring conversations you were having."

Chloé would have been offended that they didn't need a second prompting, but… they were peasants after all. They couldn't be expected to appreciate just how amazing she was.

Now. For her second objective before boring classes start. Chloé snapped, cuing Sabrina to bring her the balloons as her eyes locked in on her target and she walked forward.

"Adri-kins~"

Adrien's head turned away from he had been- ugh- flirting with Dupain-Cheng. He gave what Chloé knew was only a polite smile. "What is it, Chloé?"

"I was wondering if you'd be my date for Valentine's day?"

She could tell that he was doing his absolute best not to grimace. "Ugh… no. I don't already have plans or anything, but there was something else I was hoping to do."

She sighed. "When I got you balloons and everything. Here, you can keep them. I have no better use for them."

Though Chloé would deny it if anyone asked, she wasn't hurt in the slightest. It seemed like her oldest friend had finally come to his senses about his crush on Dupain-Cheng, and was planning to ask her out.

Oh well. His loss. Now she had Friday evening free to binge on sushi, chocolates, and cheesy romcoms on Netflix.

Marinette could tell that Adrien wasn't exactly thrilled with everything Chloé did earlier. Especially since he'd have to carry around all of those obnoxious Valentine's Day balloons, even though he'd rejected her.

"-you going?" Alya's question dragged her out of her thoughts.

Even if Marinette hadn't heard the full question, there was no doubt about what her friend was asking about. Chloé's party. "I don't think so."

Alya frowned. "Come on, girl. I know that you and Chloé don't get along, but I doubt that she'll skimp on the party. Just think- the refreshment table."

To be fair, Alya had a point. But that wasn't what was troubling her in the first place.

There's patrol tomorrow night with Chat- Adrien. Marinette made eye contact with Adrien, who was likely having similar thoughts. We usually start around eight, so it'd be only an hour into the party before I'd either have to leave or make an excuse to disappear for about an hour.

"I don't know," she said aloud. "What do you think, Adrien?" If he decided that it was worth the trouble to get away from the party, then she could do it too.

There was a mischievous glint in eye. "I mean, I'd have to ask my father, of course, but I'd love to go if you're there, Marinette."

Marinette couldn't decide whether to be flustered (like she doubtless would have before she knew who he was) or to be suspicious. Because this cat knew something. She had seen that look in his eyes often enough to know.

But what did he know that she didn't?

Maybe she could figure something out. Tomorrow. Or, why even wait? It was her patrol tonight. She could stop by and see if she could figure out the answer.

"I look forward to it."

Adrien had no clue how the balloons managed to get untied from their anchor, or how a breeze could have made them drift out of his always-open window.

All he knew was that when he came out of the bathroom, there was a superheroine standing in his room with said balloons in hand, explaining how she had seen them floating away as she was patrolling by the mansion, and brought them back for him.

"So here you go." Ladybug extended her balloon-wielding hand towards him.

"Thanks." Adrien took it. "I think."

She raised her eyebrows- well, the muscles under where her eyebrows were moved up. He couldn't actually see her eyebrows under the mask. "You think?"

He shrugged. "I wouldn't have cared much at all if no one was there to catch them."

"Why not? I thought most people appreciated getting gifts for Valentine's day."

Adrien rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well, I'd be the last. I've gotten enough gifts from fans to last me a lifetime. There's only two girls that I'd like to get a gift from, but this… was just a childhood friend. Who didn't seem too invested in asking me out."

"Really?" Ladybug asked.

"Yeah, like I said, there's only a couple of girls I'd like to get it from." He subconsciously rubbed the back of his neck. And both of them are you.

Geez, this whole I-know-your-secret-identity-but-am-trying-to-not-let-you-know-that-I-know business was hard. Adrien didn't know how long he could keep this up. He had to come clean by Friday.

"But I'm still going to her party," he added, to keep the conversation going. He might not have planned on this, but he kinda just… loved talking to her. However he could.

"Oh? When's that?"

Adrien had no doubt that Marinette knew. He wondered what her plan for getting away was. He was still figuring that out himself. If only he could just ask.

"Tomorrow. I'm looking forward to seeing one of my friends there." Singing praises about her when she thought he thought it wasn't to her couldn't hurt, could it? After all, that's exactly how he found out that Marinette was in love with him after all. "One of the two girls I was talking about."

"Oh."

He had expected her to say something more, but he could continue. "I recently found out that she likes me back." A week ago. Even though I should have realized about three years ago. "But I'm still trying to get over this other girl-" You "-and having been falling pretty hard for her this past week. She's just that amazing. You know?"

She smiled back. "I think I do."

How was Adrien supposed to not sigh dreamily after she smiled at him? He tried his best not to, anyway.

"I probably better get going on patrol again. But hey, best of luck with that girl."

Ladybug winked and blew him a kiss before she swung off to complete her patrol. Adrien was suddenly glad that he knew her identity already, otherwise he would have been feeling very conflicted right now.

He sighed dreamily then, without having to worry about what she thought of it. She really didn't know how amazing she was, did she?

Adrien felt way too lucky to be Chat Noir, if this girl loved him.

I will earnestly make an effort to at least get this wrapped up sometime this weekend.

This was mostly set-up for tomorrow's, plus playing around with the double-blind reveal elements.

Anyhow, get ready to par-TAY!