She should have seen it coming, in hindsight.
She told him he could come back later.
Chat still smashed up against her window, knocked for the second time. Marinette kept staring.
His hair was so pretty.
The next knock was a little more frantic.
Marinette shook herself out of whatever temporary insanity she had succumbed to.
She opened the door, and the cat fell inside.
"Hello, Chat Noir. Lovely weather we're having." Marinette said, devoid of all emotion, as Chat spluttered and peeled himself off her floor.
"Marinette! I had to come as soon as I found out! It's life changing!" Chat coughed.
Marinette blood turned to ice. That could mean so many things.
He could have found out Hawkmoths identity, or her identity, or there could be some attack on Paris-
"Mecha Strike Four is coming out!"
Oh, this was way more important.
"What!" Marinette shrieked.
"I know!" Chat exclaimed back with a wide grin.
"Chat."
"I know."
The two started to excitedly chatter, their sentences running over and overlapping each other until they dissolved into excited screams.
"Marinette?" Sabine's voice wandered up.
Marinette paused her excited meltdown to tackle the superhero to silence him.
She plastered her hand to his mouth, and the two exchanged a look.
"Sorry, Maman!" Marinette called back.
"Are you all right up there?" Sabine's worries voice floated up.
"Yup! Everything's fine!"
Sabine's footsteps back down the stairs resounded in the room.
Marinette shoved herself off of Chat.
Oh no.
Marinette started to sweat.
She had forgotten.
Marinette took a step back and looked at a now concerned Chat.
She had forgotten he was pretty.
"Marinette? You ok?" He asked, furrowing his brow.
"Yep! Everything fine!" Marinette blurted.
She needed him out of her room as soon as possible. She refused to let him see how she was failing at basic human functions right now.
"I'm sorry about all the noise earlier," Chat said, rubbing the back of his neck "I knew you'd be as excited as I was-"
"It's fine, I'm fine, we're fine." Marinette babbled.
Oh god, make it stop.
"If you're sure." Chat doubted. He was leaning against her was in a very large
Why did he have a have a leather catsuit?
Surely the gods must have cursed her for giving her a friend that so was genuine and pretty and then put Adrien Agreste's fine self in her classroom.
"Anyway, once it comes out, we must talk about it! I don't have any other close friends are into the series…" Chat said, rubbing the back of his neck and giving a little shrug.
"Oh yeah! Sure! Of course-" Marinette started before realizing.
Screeeeeeeeech.
Rewind.
Pause.
Close friend?
"I'm your close friend?" Marinette asked.
Chat blinked at her and she blushed. Ooof, that sounded a lot ruder out loud than in her head.
"I mean….yeah? I do?" Chat laughed awkwardly, rubbing his arm.
"Oh! Good! So do I! You, I mean! I also think of you in that way!" Marinette, struggling to say words that make sense.
Smite her, please.
"Oh! Good, I'm glad!" Chat answered.
"Only in that way," Marinette emphasized. Better let the home wrecking seductress know where they stood.
Chat's lips formed a wry smile. He clasped her on the arm. "I wouldn't want it any other way." He said warmly.
Marinette stared at his forearm.
Big Muscles.
Stop it now. You have to keep your thoughts pure for Adrien, Marinette thought to herself.
"I better get going. I'll talk to you later, yeah?" Chat asked.
Marinette does not recall what she said in reply but whatever it was it got the boy to leave.
Whatever works, she supposed.