Marinette hummed as she layered on a good amount of her oatmeal honey mask on her face.

Life was good.

Marinette's skin was glowing, her hair felt amazing, and this new soap she had gotten smelt like happiness and sunshine.

All was well.

Until it wasn't.

THUMP.

Marinette froze.

That wasn't a sound that was supposed to happen.

She peaked out of her bathroom and nearly fainted at the sight.

"Ow." Chat Noir's muffled voice assaulted her ears.

The stupid cat was slumped,face first, on her bedroom floor.

Her eyes drifted up to where her skylight swung loosely.

"Kitty. What are you doing?" Marinette asked with a raised eyebrow.

He looked up and that's when Mariette choked.

His eyes.

They were beautiful.

Damn you Alya , Marinette thought.

How was she supposed to focus when she had her bestfriends voice reminding her that the biggest dork in France had pretty eyes.

"Can't I visit the most purrfect princess in Paris?" Chat asked, scraping himself off from her floor.

Marinette let out a quiet laugh.

"Well, if you insist." Marinette rolled her eyes.

Ah yes.

There he was.

There was the pun loving loser she adored and didn't have to acknowledge was pretty.

Chat quickly kneeled, gently grasped her hand, and kissed her knuckles.

"And how are you tonight, princess?" Chat purred.

Damn.

Even his voice was kinda hot.

"Pretty boy- I MEAN PRETTY GOOD-haha yes, I'm pretty good, how about you?" Marinette rushed nervously.

God damnit.

She had made a mistake so massively large and overbearing she'll probably never recover.

Honestly, 'Pretty Boy'?!

Marinette prayed he didn't notice.

And for a moment, gazing at his confused expression, she really believed he hadn't.

And then a sly smirk crawled up his face and Marinette knew it was all over.

She would pay for her mistake.

Dearly.

"I had no idea you had such a high opinion of me Princess." Chat said smugly, wagging his perfectly shaped eyebrows.

Oh god.

What had she done?

"I suppose, I can't really blame you for getting flustered, when speaking in the face of beauty itself." Chat drawled and-oh no, he's flexing.

Marinette had created a monster.

"So tell me princess, was this your plan all along? To get me all alone-"

"Ok, time for you to leave." Marinette deadpanned.

She grabbed Chat by the tail and started pulling.

"Wait-" Chat squeaked.

"Nope, time to go." Marinette grunted.

He was a lot heavier than she thought he would be.

"Princess-"

"Chat,I have school tomorrow " Marinette emphasized.

She let go of his tail and gestured to the skylight.

His ears drooped and she felt bad for half a second.

Then she remembered the flexing and steeled her resolve.

"Can I come back soon?" Chat asked with a hopeful grin.

Marinette laughed and swiped at his bell.
"As long as you warn a girl first." Marinette playfully responded.

He kissed her knuckled again.

"The farewell for now,princess."

And with a very Chat like grin disappeared into the night.

That's when Marinette remembered she still had half of the oatmeal mask on.

"MOTHER-"