Miraculous Ladybug!

The whole rest of their stay at the diner cafe was spent talking, laughing, and teasing each other. Not to mention trying their bests to subtly blush. Marinette had asked if she could go pick up some things from home, and Adrien happily complied with the love of his life.

He hadn't been to the bakery in while, and there was nothing he loved more than the best desserts in all of Paris. So while Marinette went upstairs to get whatever it was she needed, he stayed and spoke with Marinette's dad, who was currently underneath the counter fixing something.

"Hello Mr Dupain. Fancy seeing you here." He smiled at his own joke and leaned on the counter a little. Then he stopped. Then resumed leaning. If he leaned was it a bad example to set for his future father in law? If he leaned on the counter would Mr Dupain think Adrien would lean on Marinette to provide for the family? He wouldn't take any chances. He stood up straight, even smoothing his hair as he called out to Tom, who was still underneath the counter and hadn't yet seen who it was.

"Hello, young man. How can I-" Tom let out a melodramatic gasp and almost collapsed, helping himself up from almost falling on the floor with the counter. "Honey! He has returned! I can't believe my eyes!" Sabine looked over from the back of the bakery and gasped, dropped many pots and pans that made a loud crash that Adrien found himself cringing at.

"Adrien!" She ran over, smiling widely. Now Adrien knew where Marinette got that smile from. "Hey future son-in-law, I mean, Marinette's future husband- I mean, Marinette's friend." Sabine waggled her eyebrows at Adrien and gave him a wink. She and Tom shared a chuckle as they watched Adrien's confused and flustered look.

Then he cleared his throat at their antics and started eyeing the different sets of desserts. Did he want a regular cookie or an eclair? A piece of savarin or petite la fours? Creme brulee or palmiers? The choices were endless! "Can I have some..." He still couldn't make up his gosh darn mind! Indecision was a curse from the deep depths of hell. He was between an eclair and creme brulee. At least that was until he finally noticed the display of choquettes.

"Oh my God! Are those choquettes?!" Adrien's mouth was salivating as he just now noticed the heavenly treat that was so dear to his heart.

"Yeah, everyone choqs them up, but they're just okay." Tom said, chuckling. Sabine rolled her eyes at his joke while Adrien gasped out loud, staring at Marinette's dad in utter wonder and fascination. He just punned. Marinette had punning in her DNA. This girl was perfect! Not only could she cook, bake, and tease him. Not only was she absolutely wonderful to look at but this woman had punning in her DNA! What couldn't she do?

"Papa," Marinette had just come down the stairs, holding a.. feather? She put it in her bag and closed it up before anyone saw. "I hope you're not corrupting him." She warned as she stopped next to Adrien. Their proximity made him suddenly anxious. God. They were in a bakery with wonderful smells all around them but the best to smell was her.

"Only a little bit." Tom heartily chuckled. "How many choquettes, Adrien?"

"Can I have 5?" Adrien asked, an excited smile on his face. Marinette couldn't help but smile at that until she realized he was ordering choquettes. Her eyebrows furrowed. Those were a lot considering her dad made their choquettes humongous. "How much will that cost?" He asked, reaching for his wallet.

Instead Tom shoved the bag of choquettes in his face. "On the house. Any boyfriend of Mari's is a boyfriend of ours." Adrien turned red and took the bag. Marinette smacked her forehead while Sabine and Tom burst into laughter.

"Papa! We're just friends!" Marinette whined at him, and practically dragged Adrien out of the bakery while Tom laughed. "I'm so sorry about that, my dad loves to tease me." She sighed.

Adrien was still red, which coincidently Mari had failed to notice. "It's, uh, cool. Your dad's funny. Now I know where you get it from." Why was she blushing, ugh! Marinette honestly had to get that under control.

She cleared her throat awkwardly as the two waited for the cars to pass before they crossed. Sooner rather than later the delectable smell of the choquettes was too much for Adrien's feeble heart and he started to open the bag. , practically ripping it open

Marinette giggled when he pulled out the biggest one and tried to put his mouth around it. Wow, he certainly loves choquettes. He took a huge bite out of it and when he saw Marinette laughing at him his face turned red while his cheeks were similar to those of a chipmunks.

"What are chu laffin' ach?" He asked, shooting crumbs everywhere. That killed her. She started laughing harder at his facial expression, and that made him laugh and soon enough the two were cracking up at seemingly nothing.

Until a certain blue-haired guy called her name. "Uh, Netty?" She looked over to where it came from and sure enough Luka was looking at her. "Hey." He insisted calling her Netty because everyone called her Mari or Marinette, so Netty was a cute nickname.

All signs of amusement were gone from her face and Adrien awkwardly stood there with his bag of choquettes while chewing.

"Hi." She said back, anxiously gripping her purse. "H-How goes it?" She would do anything to avoid this awkward confrontation. She could feel Tikki shift in her purse and Marinette thought an akuma attack right now would definitely not be the end of the world.

"It goes- it goes good." Luka had walked closer to Adrien and Marinette so now Adrien stood in the middle of the two. Now feeling like a third wheel. "I actually wanted to talk to you." Luka's hazel eyes darted to Adrien, annoyed. "Alone." He added, hints of a scowl on his face.

Oh no. Adrien had just felt like he had gotten somewhere with Marinette. If Luka talked to her he'd put a spell on her- or something to make her like him again. She had to say no. She had to. "Actually, um, class starts in 10 minutes. I don't think it's a good, um idea to, y'know, leave. Because tardiness is-"

Luka rolled his eyes at the blonde and ran a hand through his own hair in frustration. "Okay, dad. I'll have her home by curfew." He said sarcastically. He looked annoyed at Adrien trying to stop him from speaking to Marinette.

"It's okay, Adrien. I can handle myself." He knew she was joking at the end but that still upset him. He nodded nevertheless and relunctantly left the two, who walked over to bench in the courtyard next to the tree.

Whatever Luka said it wouldn't be enough to fix what he had said this morning, right?. Marinette was too good for that scumbag. Adrien realized it, and it was only a marter of time before Marinette did too. He watched as they sat on the bench and started to speak. He strained his ears to hear what they were saying. He could barely hear but he heard a Sorry, lunch, and an Adrien.

They were talking about him? What were they saying? Would she tell him afterwards? He couldn't wait here like this! He had to know now! But he couldn't hear a thing- maybe if he got closer?

Then he got an idea. "Plagg." The cat god of destruction whizzed out of Adrien's pocket, eating what looked to be a lump of smelly cheese. "Claws out."

Adrien didn't have good enough hearing to listen in on their conversation but maybe Chat did.

Miraculous Ladybug!

She wanted to pull out her hair. Well, pull out her hair, kick a chair off a cliff, and run back home and sleep. Anything to avoid what was set to be an awkward conversation with Luka.

He was fidgeting like he didn't know what to do with himself and like he hadn't practiced. For some reason his nose was itching. To stop it he rubbed it fiercely. "Netty, I'm sorry about this morning, and-and I wanted to take you out for lunch but you went with Blondie instead, which was-"

"His name's Adrien." Marinette said, interrupting him. That was a horrible way to start off an apology. The way he said Blondie was with all his venom in one word. As if he was saying Cancer or Darth Vader or School.

Luka cleared his throat and sniffed while his mind was racing. He didn't want to mess things up with Marinette. She was pretty and funny and everyone liked her. Heck- he was even surprised she had said yes. "Yeah. Adrien. You went with Adrien and I wanted to tell you that I'm.." He made a face and his pause made Marinette look up at him. He shook it off, rubbed his nose, and tried again. "I wanted to tell you that I'm- I'm- ah-ACHOO!" He sneezed loud and proud, making the bench they were sitting on rattle and shake. Marinette's face looked panicked and surprised as Luka's power-sneeze almost gave her a heart attack.

"Gesundheit." She said, trying her best not to laugh at his facial expression. He wiped his nose, and cleared his throat. His face was red from his embarrassment, and he was trying to make himself look as serious as possible while apologizing to her. He was already messing up.

"I'm- I'm, uh, allergic to-" His face twisted up again as he quickly tried to cover his nose. Nevertheless he still tried to finish his sentence in vain. "A-Allergic to-" He sneezed loudly again. This time instead of being surprised Marinette burst out laughing. She thought it was hilarious. "I-I-I'm-I- ACHOO!" He couldn't even finish his sentence. Who knows what he's allergic to.

"It's okay, Luka. Don't worry about it." She giggled as she started patting his back while he pulled out a tissue and blew his nose fiercely. "I honestly overreacted. Just because you don't like Chat Noir- it doesn't mean you're not okay in my book." After he had blatantly insulted Chat Marinette didn't think that Luka could possibly be him- why would he insult himself if that was the case?

"That's the thing," he sniffed,"everyone loves Ladybug. I mean everyone. No one takes into account how useful Chat is. Sure he's been under control a lot but without him Ladybug couldn't be as amazing as she is." Marinette brightened, nodding along with his words. "I was just trying to be cool, Netty. I come back from America and suddenly there are akuma attacks? And superheroes? I was just trying to fit into popular opinion and I'm sorry about, y'know, this morning. Are we good?" His smile at the end looked hopeful, but with the added fact that his nose was red, his eyes were watery from his allergy, and he seemed kind of rushed, she still wanted to forgive him.

"I don't know. I mean you'd have to make it up to me..." She pretended to be deep in contemplation and he laughed at that, knowing she was kidding. Luka put his arm up on the bench, so that way he was really close to putting an arm around Marinette. She barely acknowledged it as he gave a quip back, after a quick sneeze of course.

"I could get you cupcakes everyday- wait your parents own a bakery, uh." That made her raise a brow. He had already forgotten that- and did he honestly think buying things for her was going to change how she felt?

"How about chocolates everyday?"

"That isn't exactly the healthiest thing." She said back.

He nodes thoughtfully, then brightened. "I know: coffee everyday! Just to espresso my feelings for you everyday." Marinette smacked her forehead at the pun, and Luka started laughing at her reaction. "I for one love bean-in with you." He smirked down at her, as best as he could with a red and runny nose, and Marinette gave him the most exasperated look ever. "Tell me when you've had beanough." She groaned and put her face into her hands. In addition to dealing with this with Chat Noir while Ladybug, she had to deal with the puns with Luka while Marinette. Except Luka makes it even worse by laughing at his own jokes!

"You made two coffee bean puns in a row- that's horrible." Chat always made puns... it was hard not to think of that right now. But she shoved that away- Luka was not Chat.

"I guess coffee puns aren't your cup of tea." The bell rang before she could respond so Luka started to get up, reaching out for her hand to help her as he laughed. Marinette took his hand, and as an utter joke he placed his lips on the back it. "I'm gonna take my allergy medication at the Nurse's office, but I'll see you in class." He winked before he smirked and walked towards the entrance of the school, leaving a dumbfounded Marinette.

After his gesture she had tensed in her spot, watching as he walked away with a smile. Did he just..? He did! Luka just kissed her hand! Kissed it! He grabbed her hand and kissed it! And who was notorious for that?

Chat Noir! She knew what she had said but this evidence was irrefutable!

Luka was Chat Noir!

Miraculous Ladybug!

Chat glared at Luka fiercely as the teenager walked back into the school. The superhero of Paris was stalking from the roof of the school and he was not happy. The blue-haired teenager had the nerve to kiss Marinette's hand! That was his thing! That was known the be Chat's move!

Not to mention the puns! What was that even? The wonderful and amazingly miraculous Chat Noir makes puns based on the situation- not out of nowhere! It was obvious Luka googled his puns, because he was as try-hard as could be. He was probably trying to copy Chat because he knew that Marinette admired him.

Speaking of her, she was still getting over shock. God knows what was going through her mind. He watched as she walked as if in a daze into the school. She probably thought Luka was a chivalrous person just because he had kissed her hand like that. That guy was so fake.

And what was up with that apology? Such bullshit! Excuse his French, but what kinda excuse was that! He disrespected Chat Noir because he thought it was cool? He didn't know whether he was more upset about the fact that Marinette forgave him or the fact that Luka lied and Marinette believed him. He took his baton and brought himself down. If Luka truly was chivalrous, he would've walked Mari to class- but no, he wasn't because he was a big faker. Chat should walk her to class, that was a good idea.

Turns out she was headed towards her locker. So while she was there he would just stop by and give her a quick talk. She would like that, right? A talk with her favorite superhero. At least he thought so. The way she had defended him this morning had been something. Ladybug was nothing without him. He knew it wasn't true but hearing those words were certainly nice.

He watched as his bae went through her locker, looking for something. How was she so pretty doing anything? Of course that wasn't the only reason he liked her- he wasn't that shallow (probably the reason Luka liked her). But she was sweet, and loyal, and helpful, and brave, and selfless. Hell, she was everything he wanted and the fact he hadn't seen it earlier still haunted him. If he wasn't so caught up with the red spotted heroine then maybe he would've already successfully wooed Marinette.

"Hey, Purrrincess." Marinette yelped and lept into the air, falling over in surprise. Chat's eyes widened and he quickly tried to apologize. "I-I'm sorry-y. Are you-Are you okay? I-I didn't mean to scare you." He hurried to her side and immediately started to freak out.

Marinette sat up on the ground and winced as she held her head. "It's okay, it's okay. But geez. Someone should put a bell on you." She joked, starting to get up. Instead of letting her get up herself, Chat stuck his gloved hand out for her, because he was chivalrous. She stared at it like he was offering her an alien weapon. She took his hand in hers with wariness and gave him a careful look. "What are you doing here? Is there an akuma..? Maybe a yarn convention I should know about?"

He let out a laugh at her teasing and shook his head. "None of that, no. Closest yarn convention is in May." He puffed out his chest with a confident grin. He was hilarious. Way better than Luka!

"Then why are you here?" Her eyes were narrowed at him suspiciously. And then that was when he realized his mistake. What was he doing there? It's not like he could tell her that he was jealous of Luka. Could he? No that was not an option. "Well?" She was waiting for an answer. He couldn't give one. He inhaled deeply through his nose and tried to stall.

"Uh, actually, I-" His nose felt..itchy all of a sudden. He rubbed it. Probably nothing. "I just came through. Check up on all things-" What was that? All of a sudden his eyes were watery, his nose felt like it had chicken pox, and suddenly he had the strong urge to-

"Um, Chat? Are you-?" AH-CHOO! He covered his nose, and tried to shake off the sneeze. Marinette stared at him like he had grown a third arm.

"Geez, Princess. It's like you've never heard a sneeze before." He sniffed deeply and wiped his nose. Marinette still didn't say anything, so he felt awkward during the silence. "S-sorry. I'm just allergic to feathers." He shrugged and gestured towards the feather that was on the ground.

The same one that had fallen out of Marinette's purse when she'd been scared by Chat earlier. "Allergic to feathers, you say?" Chat held his nose down while Marinette picked up the feather carefully. If this was in her purse her whole time with Luka that would explain his allergies. He had said he was getting "allergy medication" but here Chat was all of a sudden. As soon as he left. "Why are you here?"

He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, his mind quickly running through everything that could possibly happen if he detransformed right now and told her how he felt. She could let him down easy. She could yell at him for flirting with Ladybug when he liked Marinette. But the worst of the worst would be Ladybug finding out Marinette knows Chat's identity. He didn't know how but she'd definitely find a way. He decided it would be the safest to lie, until the time was right. But even with lying he was going to go with the most truthful lie.

"I was here to check on you, Princess. I heard that Luka said some mean things about me. I was here to thank you and ask if you forgave him." He already knew the answer to that but what if while she walked here she changed her mind? That could've happened!

She went to get her books while she spoke, already being 10 minutes late to class after lunch. "Yes, I forgave him." Chat hid his frown with the fakest smile he could muster. To Marinette it looked like he was about to explode with happiness, so her eyebrows furrowed while she lifted her books.

"Great, I'm glad!" He cleared his throat, and gave her a melodramatic stage bow. "Farewell, my fair Princess." He was about to kiss her hand but it was occupied with carrying her books. "Actually, would you like me to carry you and your books to class?"

That would definitely give him the chance to carry his beloved bridal style before their wedding so the idea made him grin, but to his surprise she shook her head.

"Actually," She said, "I can handle it. Don't you have somewhere you need to be?" She asked, raising her eyebrow at him. His eyes widened. Did she know? No, she couldn't. He was careful. Right?

A panic look donned on his face, and he began to get nervous. "W-why? Do you think I should be somewhere?" He studied her facial expression. She looked to

suspicious. Adrien's heart beat quickened. Marinette looked like she knew something.

"I don't know, should you?" Why did he look so nervous? Chat was more than definitely hiding something because he looked to be shaking and his belt-tail was swinging back and forth. His body language was not helping his case at all.

Silence fell over the two as they stared each other down, both hatching different theories as to what the other was thinking. Chat was getting too nervous at the thought Marinette found out he was Adrien, thinking about how Ladybug and her rage would react to Chat's recklessness.

"Uh, well, I have to go." With that said he ran away. Marinette watched as he ran, while she just shrugged and walked to class.

She didn't know where Luka was going- class was up the stairs. Not that she thought Luka was Chat- no that was crazy.

But somehow she found herself believing it more and more.

Miraculous Ladybug!

This is legitimately so fun to write! I'm having a BLAST! Okay so I'm thinking of starting a One shot story thing, y'know, so if anyone has any requests tell me please. Review BYE.

~DUPAIN-DANG OUT!