"That looks like it hurts." Marinette paused as she looked over the new injury on his arm, poorly bandaged as he'd had to bandage it with his non-dominant hand and by himself while he was detransformed. He'd only unzipped his suit enough for her to see it when she'd started fretting over it when she'd touched his arm the way that she usually did, and he flinched away.

"It does when you touch it." Cat Noir pouted, "I'm really fine though. I'll be good as new before you know it."

"That means that Miraculous Cure did not work on patching you up." She felt the undeniable urge to kiss where he hurt on his arm like the way her parents had done for her for so long, only stopping a bit more recently, three or less years ago.

"I'll be fine. Ladybug doesn't know. Please don't tell her." Cat Noir pleaded with the cutest kitty eyes that Marinette had seen in her life.

Even though technically, this was a promise that couldn't quite be kept in the way you expect, she couldn't help just how that one word slipped out of her mouth, "Yes." "I won't." Came after a pause or two.

"Thank you." Cat Noir smiled at her, "I don't want to leave her worrying about me or anything like that." He liked fighting alongside his partner, putting his hardest amount of effort and his most concentration towards the fight, and making his partner worry wasn't really a good part of all that. She was incredible with all of the hard work that she put in for saving the day, all of the effort that made her able to somehow overcome insecurities and fears and save the day. He was smitten, and he doubted that anything could likely pull him away from those feelings though the girl that he was hanging out with might be the closest one to succeed at that, ever.

Marinette tried to bite back the urge, but seeing the pain mixed with worry on Cat Noir's face melted her heart into a giant puddle of emotion, of tenderness that she sometimes tried to fight back around him, from the love that she felt for him, more than likely just platonic, but no less strong. It felt like a habit long ingrained in her, but if it could bring a smile to his face or something positive than she'd be absolutely happy.

Marinette leaned forward carefully as she took Cat Noir's arm in her hand and kissed just right below his shoulder, trying to will her support and comfort to encase his heart and make him feel even just a little bit better.

It brought a small smile to his face, and with that, Marinette could rest a bit easier. As long as her usually pretty happy partner was well taken care of and happy than she was good to go. Cat Noir reached close to her and held her just a bit nearer, and so she stayed there, pretending that he wasn't injured if only for the gentle comfort it provided and to focus completely on the sweet warmth at Cat Noir's side that helped keep her grounded.

Even an unexpected injury from an Akuma fight couldn't separate the two friends from each other, only brought thm just a little bit closer.