Home finally, thought Adrien. Kicking off his shoes and hanging up his jacket he bellowed for Mari, as he saw her Cat themed boots and her elegant trench coat.
"I'm HOME!", he hadn't really been allowed to be loud at home, mostly because it was "unseemly". But even if he had, he wouldn't have gotten an answer anyway.
"Oh! Welcome Home! I've just gotten home as well! Do you want to help me cook?"
He felt his heart swell with an emotion he couldn't quite place and went to the kitchen to hug Marinette. He didn't know how to show his feelings differently. She just laughed.
Her friends were all way to cuddly. Not that she minded.
"Hey, you! Had a rough day? Did your dad say anything?", she went straight to the heart of the matter. Adrien just nodded against her head.
"He was so oblivious. I don't understand how I have not seen what he is until now. His biggest concern was again how much I weigh. And seriously I said I would deal with it from now on and he didn't get it. I swear I don't know how long it takes for him to get that I won't continue working for him. It's just Urgh."
He let go of Mari and she patted his head.
"Don't worry little guy. Your family was here yesterday evening. They care for more than your measurements." is all she has to say to that and goes back to fixing up some sort of pasta.
She has always got what Adrien so desperately needs. Her humming, albeit a bit off tune, makes him smile and her outfit just gets a headshake.
Why this brilliant designer likes to lounge around in ancient sweatpants and an equally old and much more hideous sweatshirt with horses all over he could never fathom. Her apron though has been made by hand and is beautiful with a cat and a fox dancing around a turtle. The motives have been a mystery but the tiny fluttering bee and ladybug have a distinct spring spirit about them.
He grabs plates and a bottle of juice out of the fridge and sets the table. Quickly changing into something more comfortable as well he rejoins Marinette who is almost finished with the dish. Pasta and vegetable in cheese sauce. He instinctively knows without Plagg telling him he will have to keep some for the little Cat like Kwami.
But as soon as he sits down and Marinette turns off the heat their little Kwamis both start to vibrate as they notice an Akuma and its negative energy.
Marinette remarks something about a stomach ache and stresses how she wants to be left alone just at the same time as Adrien mumbles he has this diet going on where he needs to wait to a certain time until he can eat.
They rush to their rooms. Their Kwamis both shaking their heads at their lame excuses but being more concerned with the Akuma that had just appeared outside of a Restaurant.
Both transform in their rooms and jump out their windows, too intent on getting to the akuma to notice the other.
The Akuma this time was quite harmless if you could say that of an akumatized person.
It seemed that a server in a high class restaurant had been fed up with the abuse of the upper class patrons. Their impoliteness and hauteur had the young woman fuming.
Her magic was therefore turning everyone into ultra-polite servers just as she had been. As soon as Ladybug noticed the cause of this akumatization she devises a plan to use as little violence as possible.
They just ultra politely came up to her and asked her to show them her apron that she used as a kind of fan to turn the people polite.
It actually worked and afterwards it was simply left to Chat to comment how they should have let this akuma do her thing.
"I mean isn't it pawsitively pawsome that people get more pawlite?" she just hit him and freaked out a little.
Her roommate! He would definitely ask after her after some time. She raced home and left Chat sit there on a roof, contemplating how much space his Lady still held in his heart.
She had been short with him, seemed hurried and tired. Even more so than before. He had left school and had more time to sleep and relax as Adrien and so had more time to patrol as Chat. Ladybug at the same time seemed to be getting less sleep and have less time. But he just felt at home with her still.
His real home called though. As well as his stomach. It grumbled the rest of his way home and when he climbed into his room he just stumbled out of his transformation and grabbed a plate and filled it with food. He felt at home as he sank into the couch even more so when Mari shuffled into the room got herself some food and sat down next to him.
"You okay?" he had remembered how she said her stomach hurt.
"Oh, I think I just needed to lie down", she laughs self consciously: "I am really hungry now though." is all she said before she started digging into her pile of pasta. Adrien did too.
Their kwamis felt safe enough to leave their partners rooms only intent on hiding from the other human in their home and not noticing how they both flew to the kitchen, Tikki stopped to watch the two unknowing lovebirds with their intertwined legs.
Plagg suddenly flew into something and they crashed into the fridge. The humans both looked and just shrugged figuring it was their own kwami being up to mischief.
"It's probably a cat outside." Both said simultaneously.
Tikki and Plagg turned towards each other and started laughing silently. Tikki flew into Plagg once more, barreling him through the kitchen with a hug. She literally was so happy. Maris love problem which only she could see would turn out fine! The Kwamis could not deal with it quietly any longer so stole some food and settled next to each other on the window sill in Marinettes room. They reminisced for the better part of the night nibbling on their cookie and cheese leaving their humans watching TV and getting ever closer.
Alya and Nino were cuddling at home as well and had just thought of their good friends:
"Soo. What do you think, how long will it take those two to finally get together?" Nino asked his girlfriend.
Alya wiggled closer to him and stretched before answering:
"Well, they are both incredibly dense, but I bet they are together before the month runs out. Adrien will snap someday, fashion week does things to him and now Mari is there and can calm him down.", at the mention of fashion week both of them pull a face.
"I think Mari has the same chance of snapping, Adrien is the friggin flower boy, no way is he gonna be mean or anything other than happy with Mari. She can kill a man with her evil glare. She doesn't use it often but you know. It exists. I think mostly sleazy boys and critics of my music have gotten that look."
They both smiled at the thought of evil Mari. She had the moves if she wanted to, if someone attacks one of her friends for example.
Their tiny flat rattled as a train passed by the window and they sigh. That meant it was time for Nino to go to work. Alya loved him and his job, just sometimes they wanted to cuddle some more when he had to leave.
He heaved himself from their sofa and went into the bathroom while Alya got up and retrieved her backpack with her uni stuff.
It would have to be a very productive night, she had several essays due and most of them were only about half finished. First though she checked the ladyblog and the news. She had found a few co-authors that were able to follow when ladybug appeared so she didn't constantly have to.
The news were subdued and very polite in their depiction of this newest akuma and one or more of her authors were blogging and making content.
Nino in his comfortable Dj outfit made to leave but kissed her goodbye first.
Only a minute later the news showed the akuma being saved and she felt relieved that Nino wouldn't be bothered.