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It wasn't getting any easier, but he was managing.
Problem was that, with every day that passed, his feelings got stronger.
The instinct grew with every interaction with a guy that she had. He wanted to scent her- make sure that everyone could tell that she was his.
But he didn't want to scare her.
"Adrien." Chloe rolled her eyes when he mentioned this to her. "It's only natural. Besides, this is Marinette we're talking about. She wouldn't mind."
"Yeah, this is Marinette we're talking about." Adrien half-mocked. "The most amazing, beautiful girl in my life that could shatter my heart into a million pieces, whose opinion is the only opinion that matters." He groaned.
"Are you going to visit her tonight?"
"Yes." Adrien paused. "No. Maybe- I don't know." He ran a hand through his hair. "It's just that…"
"What?"
"I had a weird dream." He admitted. "After father said that you knowing was okay, and that I was allowed to tell Marinette. My… my mother told me that she would be with me- that I don't need to be afraid, but I don't know why I'm afraid."
"Adri-kins, you do realize that you don't have to tell her, right?" Chloe asked. "You don't have to tell her who you are. The option's open, but you don't have to. Also, if you want this month to be easier in any way, just ask her for permission. It's not like scent-marking her is going to reveal who you are." Adrien sighed in relief.
"Thanks Chloe. I'm gonna go and talk to her now- see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow."
"One last thing."
"What is it, Adrien?" Chloe asked, rolling her eyes.
"Have you asked Nathaniel to the lights out dance yet?"
"No, I was going to do that in a few days." Chloe looked down at her nails. "I'll have to get my nails done, obviously."
"Obviously." Adrien smiled and rolled his eyes.
"Are you going to ask Marinette?"
"No." Adrien sighed. "I'm not allowed to go to the school dances, remember?"
"Riiight." Chloe scoffed. "As if your father hasn't made an exception for Marinette."
"Don't wanna push my luck. I'll see you soon, Chlo."
"Bye, Adri-kins." Adrien hung up.
"Alright Plagg."
"Let me finish eating my cheese." Plagg placed the whole slice of Camembert in his mouth and swallowed. He nodded at Adrien.
"Plagg, claws out."
It didn't take long for Chat Noir to reach Marinette's house. But when he got there, he noticed that Marinette was sitting down at her desk, humming a tune and brushing her hair, which was out of it's pigtails.
Without knocking, he slipped into her room and slowly made his way over to standing behind her, as silent as possible. He gently grabbed her hand that was holding the hair brush. Marinette froze, a small gasp escaping her lips.
"May I, Princess?" He asked quietly, leaning down so that she could hear him. Marinette instantly relaxed, nodding her consent. Slowly, he moved the brush through her hair, smoothing it out and getting out any tangles that could've been in it.
Eventually, he lost the brush and replaced it with his hands, lightly massaging her head and neck. She sighed in contentment, leaning into his every touch.
"You're magical, Chat." She murmured. Chat Noir hummed in acknowledgement, letting his hands fall from her hair as she stood up from her seat, turned around, and hugged him. He hugged her back, purring as she ran her fingers lazily up and down his back.
He didn't mean to, he really didn't, but when he realized that he had started to rub his cheek against hers he froze.
"Something wrong, Chat?" Marinette asked, one of her hands moving up to comb through his hair.
He was so tempted to continue, but as a consequence of his self restraint he stopped purring. He leaned back.
"S-Sorry." He muttered, blushing. "I-I meant to ask before I scent marked you, and I just started doing it so-"
"Silly chaton." Marinette giggled, booping him on the nose before kissing his cheek. "I don't mind."
"Y-You sure? I mean…" Chat looked away from her awkwardly, ears flattening.
"Chat…" Marinette used her hand to guide Chat Noir back to looking down at her. So much love was in her eyes- and all of it for him. She walked closer to him, that loving look never leaving her face. "I love you. I love you so much- you have no idea." His eyes couldn't leave her spellbinding ones, and she placed a small, chaste kiss against his lips.
Their second kiss.
"And because I love you." She whispered. "I don't mind if you ever feel the need to scent mark me. I'm your girlfriend, just as you are my boyfriend. And if you ever feel the need to be reassured of that fact…" She beamed up at him. "I don't mind."
A smile began to grow on his face- almost painfully so before her pulled her into a hug. A purr thundered instantly in his chest.
"You're too good for me." He muttered into her hair as her hands began to scratch his back again.
"Aren't we such a good match- you're too good for me, too." Marinette giggled. He moved, sitting her on his lap as they sat down on the chase behind him. He looked her in the eye.
"May I?" He asked, and she nodded, smiling. He moved his head over to her ear, rubbing his scent on her, his purr increasing. Whenever he shifted to do it somewhere else, she giggled the way she did when he tickled her on accident.
When he finished marking her, they sat there in silence, basking in each other's presence.
Chat Noir felt like a weight had been lifted from his chest. Although it wasn't romantic in anyway, he knew that she was his, and that no one else could have her.
Bless the fool that tried to take her away from him.
"So…" She looked up at him, eyes bright and full of joy, love, and mischief. "Ultimate Mecha Strike Three?"
"You're on, Princess." Chat Noir replied with a smirk.
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