A/N: I finally finished 11-15, and I have mixed feelings about it. I hit a severe writer's block whilst writing, as I didn't know how to transition. I finally settled on an "Adrinette" course of direction, so you guys will most likely see more of that pairing than MariChat, Ladrien, or LadyNoir. I plan on writing a reveal later on, so those ships will still be in the picture. Hope you guys enjoy :)))

11. Take the Leap

Marinette grimaced as fangs grazed her ankle. She didn't dare look back at the akumatized victim nipping at her heels. Hawkmoth had managed to akumatize a feral animal, a new trick up his well-tailored sleeve, after pest control specialists had detained it.

Approaching the roof of a building she scrambled for an escape route. She needed to transform into Ladybug without his piercing eyes watching her every move.

She gasped as the predator barged across the rooftop. There was nowhere left to run.

"You have to jump!" Chat Noir suddenly yelled from below on the streets of Paris. "I will catch you. Trust me!"

Marinette didn't think twice as she took the leap. Chat Noir always kept his promises, even if he had to risk his nine lives to do so.

Warmth coursed through her veins as she made contact with his sturdy frame.

"Are you alright princess?" He asked, worry lacing his tone.

She nodded, burying her head in his leather-clad chest.

Scaling the buildings of Paris, he swiftly placed her atop her balcony.

"You'll be safe here." He consoled.

Before he could leap into battle, she enveloped him in a warm embrace.

"Thank you Chaton."

12. Pound It Twice

Ladybug had seemed especially chipper when they beat the latest villain and purified its akuma. She marvelled at the sparking ladybugs as they restored the city and all of its wonders; her eyes twinkling as if they shone with love.

"Someone's got quite the spring in her spots." Chat purred, happy to see her in such a good mood.

"Haha, yeah just celebrating another day's work." She stammered, trying to cover the pot before it boiled over.

"That can't be all you're buzzing about, Bugaboo. You're practically glowing." He prodded at her.

"A lady never tells." She answered coyly, flicking his ear.

"As much as I'd love to connect these dots, my miraculous won't permit me that much time." He answered, gesturing at the ring. "Guess we'll have to settle for a fistbump then?"

"Pound it!" She shouted, carrying out their routine not one but two times.

As he leaped across the rooftops his tail seemed to droop as he wondered if she had stumbled across another love.

13. Change Targets

Adrien, the biggest mistake a fencer can make isn't choosing the wrong technique, it's choosing the wrong target.

Ladybug had warned the young model that her heart belonged to another. That she couldn't lie to him about her feelings. Because he was her friend. Nothing more.

And it hurt.

Though it pained him to admit it, he couldn't stake good fortune on his lady forever. After all, his miraculous practically endorsed bad luck and destruction to follow. He needed someone who could mend his heart despite its many rips and tears.

In short, he needed a seamstress.

So change targets.

As if she donned a blazing bullseye, Marinette greeted him with a shy wave.

And with that Adrien could feel Cupid's arrow piercing his heart.

14. Hold Hands

"I see you're wearing my charm bracelet." Adrien deduced, whilst fiddling with Marinette's hand. "You have a very keen eye for fashion."

"Well, I do have ties to the most esteemed model in Paris." She giggled.

"You could say I'm quite the charmer." He joked, reminding her of a certain feline friend.

"Guess that leaves me with the luck." She played along, as if she was wearing the mask.

"We'll have to try our hand at the lottery some time." He mused.

But I've already won. She thought, getting lost in his emerald orbs.

As if he were quite literally pulling her out of her daze, Adrien gently grasped her hand and laced their fingers together.

And neither of them ever wanted to let go.

15. Tuck Her In

Adrien stared fondly at Marinette as she yawned in the folds of his chest.

"It's getting late." She mumbled, her voice deep with sleep.

"Yeah…" Adrien trailed off reluctantly. He didn't want to part with her.

"I could lie here all night." She breathed out, her eyelids drooping.

"Me too." He agreed, pulling her in closer. He rested one hand atop her abdomen while the other stroked her hair gently.

He could lie with her forever.

They rested like that until he heard a soft snore.

Chuckling, he proceeded to carry his lady from her balcony to her room. Delicately placing her atop her bed, he knelt down and pecked her cheek.

"Good night Princess." He whispered, pulling the blankets over her sprawled out limbs.