Marinette had pulled her legs up to her chest as she hid herself in a tent of blankets. She was trying to figure out what was next. Adrien still beside her thinking of how stupid he was. She was obviously uncomfortable with what happened and he wanted to apologize but he couldn't.

"Chat... I mean Adrien..." she stuttered not sure if her brain could handle the revelation that he was her ChatNoir. She glanced at his arms and the emotion worry had clenched her chest. The same worry she felt when ChatNoir got hurt during a battle with an Akuma.

"I'll be back." She said as she scooted herself to the end of the bed still wrapped in her blanket. She looked ridiculous doing such an action but she would feel more embarrassed if she saw'll her naked. Of course he had already witnessed her naked but this time they were both more aware.

She was self conscious thinking that Adrien probably had since many girls naked because of his modeling job. Since some models neither wear underwear or bras. 'If your body is perfect why not flaunt it?' Marinette briefly thought then wondered if that's what he was doing. She blushed at Adrien doing something so scandalous. But she expect this behavior from the flirtatious feline, ChatNoir.

Marinette got down the stairs without exposing herself but then she realized she couldn't just walk around the apartment like this incase her parents woke up. So facing away from Adrien she dropped her blanket. She scurried to find clothing items to cover herself. She grabbed a black shirt that was slumped on the floor.

And pulled a pair of shorts from a drawer. Adrien looked at her and smiled. He knew that shirt wasn't her's. The shirt was more like a dress that draped over her tiny body. Adrien wanted nothing more for her to climb back to bed. Rut or no it she was quite a turn on.

She turned around to face Adrien. His green eyes glued to her collar bone. She felt as if he was undressing her with his eyes.

"What does your Kwami eat?" Marinette asked. Adrien's eyebrow raised he didn't understand how Marinette would know about Kwamis.

"Cheese..." He replied. He was pretty sure Plagg was huddled in a corner trying to forget his owner trying to screw while transformed as ChatNoir.

As soon as Marinette ventured down the trapdoor, Adrien walked down towards the end of the stairs where his jeans had ended up. He had no idea where his briefs walked off too. He didn't care to find them. Adrien put his pants on one leg at a time and as he zipped up his fly, he thought about leaving right then but he couldn't do that. Not to Marinette.

Marinette had to go to the bakery where the lights were on. This didn't surprise her. Her parents liked to prepare early in the morning so they could get fresh items for their customers. Marinette hoped she would go unnoticed as she shifted through the cabinets for the first aid kit and some cheese.

"Marinette, you're up early." Sabine commented as her daughter continued her search for the first aid kit. This was odd behavior for Marinette since she usually slept in last minute.

"What are you looking for?" Sabine asked as her daughter stood up from crouching down onto the bakery floor to look in the bottom cabinets.

"The first aid kit. I pricked myself sewing." Marinette was quick to find an excuse. Sabine studied the shirt that Marinette was wearing. It was black with stripes running a cross the middle part. Sabine briefly thought that it could be a boy's shirt but Sabine knew she raised Marinette better then that.

"Your father has it. He's in the back baking cinnamon rolls." Sabine said. Thinking that if that shirt was indeed a boy's shirt Tom would-be able to pick up the smell. Beta's had an average sense of smell but when Beta father's had daughter's their sense were more alert.

"Thanks, mama," Marinette said as she snuck into the back room to retrieve the first aid kit. Tom started rubbing his nose with his wrist as if there was a smell that disagreed with him. Tom shrugged thinking it was just the strong cinnamon.

Marinette grabbed the first aid kit and slipped out without being noticed by her father. He would probably be the one who would ask about the shirt she was wearing. She grabbed a small slice of cheddar cheese and headed back up to her room.