post-reveal flirting? post-reveal flirting.
i'll keep you my dirty little secret
"Tell me a secret."
Marinette crinkled her nose, quizzically examining the bottom of Adrien's chin. "What," she said.
Her boyfriend, in turn, waggled his eyebrows. "Got anything juicy? I'm pretty parched."
She thumped him in the chest and snickered. "Pssh, you betcha. In fact, I'm really a bespeckled heroine, fighting crime with only a yoyo and my extremely impressive quick wits. I'm joined by my leather-clad companion, Chat Noir, as we leap across rooftops and flirt incessantly. Our arch-nemesis is a middle-aged man who acts like a prepubescent child whenever he doesn't get his way. Dubbing himself the name Hawk Moth, he possesses the minds of vulnerable hosts as a means to get to our magical jewels called Miraculouses." She scratched her arm, shifting her position on Adrien's lap. "Oh, and we have a mentor called Master Fu. I bake him macaroons all the time. We're super tight."
Adrien narrowed his eyes, hitting Marinette's face straight on with a gust of wind from his nose.
"That was all so very…informative," he strained out, voice waggishly lowering, "but I was thinking of something more on the lines of—" Slinking his hands down to Marinette's stomach, he grabbed a handful of her shirt and grinned. "—are you ticklish?"
She scoffed, pulling him down by the collar of his shirt. "Why don't you find out for yourself?"
Adrien gulped, but still managed to keep a calm exterior despite the nature of the current situation. He willed his hands to continue their wandering, traveling past the hem of the fabric and onto her skin. "I just might take you up on that offer, Polkadots."