"Tikki, this isn't working," Marinette sighed as she paced back and forth on her balcony with a crumpled piece of paper in her hand. "When you confess to someone that you love them, you feel it. And I'm not even feeling it while practicing."
Marinette sighed and plopped down on one the chairs, staring out at the city. She gasped and jumped up when she heard a scratching and scrambling on a nearby roof. "Cat Noir?" "At your service, Princess," he grinned, and leaped onto her balcony. "Looks like you need some help in the love department."
"Kitty, we're you watching Frozen again?" Marinette smiled. Cat tapped his claws together. "Maybe," he admitted. "Now, what seems to be the trouble?" "Promise you'll keep a secret?" Cat placed a hand on his heart. "Cross my heart and hope to purr." A tiny snort came from his partner. "Your cute. I'm trying to find the right words to confess to my crush."
Cat slung a arm around her. "This secret crush? You can tell meow, my Princess." "Nice try, but I'm going with my code name: Buttercup." Cat's mouth wobbled, and Marinette stepped forward, a bit concerned. Was Cat going to cry? But instead, he burst out laughing. "Buttercup?!" Marinette glared. "When you think of something better, let me know." "Oh, oh, Princess, I haven't laughed this hard since I don't know when." "Seriously?" Marinette asked, softly.
Though her partner could be a goofball, it was rare to see him laugh like this, and Marinette was happy. "I wrote a little something…" she pressed the note into Cat's hand. Cat read silently.
Though the dark was dark and stormy,
You were a ray of sunshine, your green eyes calming
in the midst of the storm.
When you handed me that umbrella,
Not only did you show kindness, you showed love.
Though money and looks are nice,
The thing I love most about you is you put others first.
Three little words I want to tell you, but my tongue trips and falters.
Maybe today won't be that I tell you, but in my heart, I love you.
"Oh, Princess." "Its horrid, right?" "No, whoever he is, he's a lucky guy." Marinette stepped forward. "Cat?" "Yes?" "Could we maybe see a movie or get ice cream instead? I don't feel like the moment's right."
Cat handed back the paper quietly. "As you wish, my Princess."
As Marinette leaned against Cat's shoulder, one the line's stuck with Cat. "When you handed me your umbrella". Was Marinette talking about him as Adrien?
"Princess?" "Hm?" she lifted her head from his shoulder, and he leaned towards her. "Am I the lucky guy?" Marinette leaned forward, kissing him softly, then settled back in. Cat sighed, happily. He could live that answer for now.