Shandy: Who's ready for fluff?

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Alexandra Elf: Thank you! And I hope you've recovered fully. It's about to get fluffier. :3

Guest: And you have returned to my stories! Massive time skip after this chapter- and everything will sort itself out in the end.

wolfrunnerable12: No. It's not. I can envision it perfectly. Now, if only it could happen in the actual show...

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He had agonized over this all day. She was already out on her balcony and waiting for him to arrive when he stealthily approached, observing her.

She seemed to be thinking deeply about something, eyebrows drawn in concentration as she stared at nothing in particular.

It felt weird, now that he was out of the rush of last night, to actually land on her balcony after respecting her space for so long. He landed softly in a crouch, placing his staff back in it's loop as he stood up.

He wondered how he was going to announce his presence to her. Should he pun or just do it normally? Should he surprise her or- wait, he was already up here, he was going to surprise her anyway.

It was silent for a few minutes as he thought, but his thoughts drifted as he stared at her from behind. Her hair was down, the waterfall braid still in place. She was also wearing her pajama top and pants. Her sketchbook was held in her hands, open to a page of sorts, but she wasn't looking at it.

Chat Noir opened his mouth to speak, but words eluded him.

Then the clouds revealed the moon high up in the sky. It's light shined on her like a majestic spotlight. He felt his mouth open in awe.

'Beautiful.'

Marinette gasped and turned around, a tint of pink on her cheeks. Chat Noir blushed, scratchin the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Did I say that out loud?" He asked. His face grew redder when marinette nodded.

"Yeah." She looked down and to her right, and then back up at him. "I'm glad you're here."

"I am too, Princess." He walked over to stand beside her. "So… talking about yesterday."

"Yes, yesterday." Marinette nodded, becoming serious.

"You look much better." Chat Noir leaned in a bit closer, remembering where all of her wounds were. His eyes furrowed in confusion as he picked her right arm and looked at it. It should have still been wrapped, and if not then still show signs of being scraped. But it looked good as new.

"How'd that happen?" He asked.

"I don't know- I thought you knew." Marinette said, confused. "After you left I went to go and check up on things and I was healed. It's never happened before to anything else."

"Huh." He let her arm fall. "Speaking of, I am so sorry about this morning, I had absolutely no intentions of…" He blushed.

"Cuddling with me?" Marinette offered. "Using my stomach as a pillow?"

"Yeah."

"It's fine." She giggled. "It was adorable." His face turned redder, he was sure of it. "Especially with the purr." A hand rose to cover his face in an attempt to hide it. "If i'm being completely honest, it helped me a lot."

"Wh-What do you mean?" He asked, letting his hand fall, but his face still red.

"I woke up that morning because of a nightmare." She admitted. "I panicked and almost flung you off of me, but there was something about you purring that helped me calm down and re-think it all clearly. So thanks, kitty."

"Y-Your welcome."

"And." She sighed, blushing and looking away from him. "I should tell you why I asked you to leave."

"You don't have to explain yourself." Chat Noir said, feeling his face cool off in the night air. He reached for her chin and guided her to gently look at him. The uncertainty in her eyes was astounding, and he knew that whatever the reason was, he might not be ready to hear it yet. "I'm just glad that I'm able to spend time with you again."

"Really?" She asked. He felt as though their conversation got terribly serious, so he smirked playfully.

"Of course!" He said. "I can purromise you that your dear knight in shining leather has been very lonely these past few weeks without you, purrincess." He stepped back and bowed, looking up at her through the hair that covered his forehead. She snorted at the puns, the uncertainty leaving her face and replacing it with one of amusement and relief. Apparently she wasn't ready to tell him yet.

He could wait.

"Silly kitty." She said, scratching him behind the ear, earning a purr from him. "Stay?" She asked.

"As long as you want me to, Princess." He said honestly, standing up to look her in the eye, goofy grin still on his face. "This Hafukyatto will stay by your side, no matter what." His heart pounded in his chest at the slight confession that he felt he had released into the air. It didn't look like she caught onto it, instead closing in on him to hug him.

"Thanks kitty."

"So…" She pulled out of the hug a bit, smiling up at him. "Wanna go down? I can destroy you in Mario Kart." Chat Noir smirked, glad that she hadn't asked any questions about his identity.

"Oh, you're on, Princess."

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The next day, Adrien and Marinette practically skipped to school, humming the mario kart tune in near perfect sync, unaware that the other was doing it too.

When asked, Adrien and Marinette denied anything, leading to Alya and Nino giving each other 'please help me' and 'I can't- just look at them' looks.

Unfortunately for our dear hafukyatto cinnamon roll, his happy day wasn't going to last that long.

"Hello Adri-kins!" She said happily. Adrien groaned. Marinette, Alya, and Nino had already left, and Nathalie was running a little late today.

"What is it, Chloe?" He asked. She rushed up to him and hugged him tightly. It took only a second to push her off, his tail squirming uncomfortably. She pouted, but her eyes had a curious glint to them.

Crap.

"But Adri-kins!"

"My name is Adrien, and I don't want you to hug me, Chloe." She frowned and reached up for his head, but he stopped her before she could even get close to touching his hair. "Or touch me."

"But we're friends?" Adrien raised an eyebrow.

"Chloe, as nice as it would be to be friends with everyone, you're so mean to our classmates and only want to be my friend because of my status."

"But-"

"If you want to get closer to me and get me to even consider being your friend, you should be nicer to everyone. Be genuine. I can tell that you're act is just a mask that you put up- I understand that perfectly. That's probably why you think that we're perfect for each other." (Yes, he had time to think about a lot of things during the two weeks that he and Marinette weren't talking to each other.) "I would rather you show your other face to our classmates, and then we can talk about friendship."

"Adrien-" A car pulled up to the curb.

"My ride's here. Consider it, Chloe. Good day." And then he walked into the car.

"Rough day?" Nathalie asked once he was settled.

"No, actually." Adrien smiled, his time with Marinette coming back into mind. "It was really fun."

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