There was a little, scribbled bee next to a heart with a touch of naivete.
Chloe smiled as she gazed down at the cute, little drawing that had just a simple phrase, 'Bee Mine' attached with just a little bit of a continuing phrase, 'My friend.'
The blond haired, little girl giggled as she reached out and held the handmade card to her chest.
"Thank you so much, Adrien!" She chirped happily.
The green eyed boy grinned a wide smile back at her, "No problem, Chloe!"
She leaned against her young friend's side and beamed a wide, bright smile.
Chloe nestled casually against Adrien's side, never letting her enthusiastic smile drop, "I'm so happy, Adrikins." She stammered out the newest addition to her nicknames for him though the five year old had never quite used it much.
Adrien smiled back at her, "I'm glad."
Valentine's Day for them was just a day for childhood friends and silly friendship rather than any pressing, romantic concerns.
Chloe held the handmade Valentine to her chest with a brilliant grin as she stared at her friend, already imagining a bright future together with the two of them as the best of friends forever.
The young woman blinked her bleary eyes open with a drowsy yet still somewhat vibrant smile though it fell slightly when she realized that it was Valentine's Day.
She'd loved the holiday as a young girl, because it meant that her mother would bring her over to the Agreste mansion to play with Adrien and yet her mother still left while she was young, leaving behind a girl to grow up under the harsh reality of drifting love.
Chloe sighed though she remembered how Valentine's Day had lost its glow when her mother left; her father though he loved her dearly never really took to the holiday in the same way as Chloe's mother had.
Her eyes flickered over to the cute, little Valentine; her first ever one perched proudly in a picture frame and hanging from her wall: the only thing in her room that money never bought for her.
Chloe's eyes inevitably fell down on her cellphone, lying where it had just been charging, and yet she couldn't bring herself to climb out of bed and call Adrien to may be hang out with her today.
Since they'd left Lycee and high school behind, they really hadn't had much chance to hang out, childhood friends or not; she missed their old ease of contact; they'd always known what to say or do to make the other one smile.
Chloe missed his care free smiles almost as much as she missed her own though she braved a not so carefree smile regardless and clamored out of bed to finally tackle this day; it was a Sunday, and she knew that despite her father's meaningful intentions that he was probably at the office working, forgetting the holiday.
If it wasn't the weekend of a busy week, and if it wasn't this holiday, may be he'd have the time for her; while she used to view Valentine's Day as a day between friends, her father never seemed to have viewed it as such or even viewed it as a holiday between family.
It was romantic, and he'd given up on romance once his wife had left him all those years ago.
Chloe hummed a sadder melody than she'd intended to and picked up her phone to check the time and may be send Adrien a message though the brief, 'Hey, Adrikins, do you remember when we were young?' was deleted before she ever could press send.
She puzzled vaguely over what the Valentine could mean now that they were older though she'd understood it as a friendship fueled gesture even then; she sighed and poked Pollen awake to may be start the dull day in the best way that she could.
With luck, Cat Noir would already be there, and she'd have the easy camaraderie that she missed from her childhood that she still tried to cling to even now, even as her feelings for Adrien had long since shifted from friendship to romance.
As superheroes, she felt as if she had more of a chance than civilians though she knew that he knew who she was in the same easy way that she knew exactly who he was.
Adrien definitely became a reason for her to try harder, to be different, and to rise above the insecurities that she never dare breathed to anyone; he was one of two people out there, encouraging her to change for the better.
Her father never saw the harm in her ways, her mother already left without so much as writing to her daughter, and naturally, Adrien and Jean were a steady constant stream of positivity in her life though she'd almost lost both some time ago.
She had no clue what Sabrina thought of her, just that she'd tried to be there for her whether out of a desire for acceptance or some gain from her presence, she had no idea.
Adrien encouraged positive change and rising above the obstacles of your past; she'd naturally understood exactly how much he felt about that particular topic even more once she realized that he was Cat Noir and naturally still loving the little puns that his parents had somehow gotten him addicted to.
She laughed at an old memory, remembering joy that clung to them when they were young, before she found her way leaping and buzzing over rooftops and half dreaming of what joy they could have together as the best of friends or rather really close ones and the slight hint of something more almost like when they were young that grew yet again over her attempts at being kinder once again.
Queen Bee rested against a chimney and smiled as she thought over the man that she loved, that made her want to be so much more, and wasn't that what everyone wanted out of love, someone that made you want to be the best version of herself.
She still stumbled and made mistakes as a superhero and certainly hadn't become more humble, but she had the bursts of happiness and pride in her chest whenever she helped save the day and the joy that clung to her of working beside one of her favorite people, her encourager, and definitely an old friend of hers.
One day, she hoped that they'd be more, but for today, she was happy to acknowledge how far she'd come by his side and with his encouragement.
"Thank you," She breathed, letting it stay soft, still half scared that someone would hear even up on these rooftops, and that they'd find her weak though she knew that he never would.
She hoped that he'd 'bee hers' in the way that festered within her heart, that nuzzled up to the bees that nested there, and that somehow despite irony and time, that their love would bloom and grow.
'Stay you, Adrikins.' Her smile shone though she'd never admit to anyone how grateful she was for her best friend even if they were to ask her about this moment, up on the rooftops, out of sight, and lost in thought.