A/N: Kinda bummed out that I wasn't able to flesh out this drabble and extend it further because it's such a fun premise but oh well. Life's a bitch LMAO.

"Baby if you strip, you can get a tip

'Cause I like you just the way you are

(I'm about to strip and I'm well equipped

Can you handle me the way I'm on?)"

The Way I Are - Timbaland

Pairing - Ladynoir

Prompt - 'Flustered'

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After gathering all the courage she could ever muster and successfully asking her partner out officially after a long, long time of a unique 'situationship' between them both, Ladybug was ready, READY to shower her Chaton with all the love she has for him.

She was ready to launch herself at him into a big hug with the cry of his name every time they met up.

She was ready to ruffle his fluffy hair with her hands and press countless kisses into it like he deserved.

And of course, she was absolutely ready to kiss his pretty, pretty lips WHENEVER she pleased instead of having to use near-death events as an opportunity to kiss him and explaining said kisses as just emotionally charged reactions (when she was just too cowardly to tell him the truth).

Oh boy.

He was not ready.

She will give him the full package with a pretty ribbon on top. The twenty-course gourmet meal that is the Marinette Dupain-Cheng love galore supreme. He thought he was the more romantic one between them both? That only he's capable of making knees turn to jelly and hearts into jackhammers?

Hah.

How naive

In about two minutes and forty-two seconds, she will commence with her sixty-three-step foolproof plan and—

"Bonsoir, mon amour~" A voice warmly purred into her ear as a set of strong, toned arms wrapped themselves around her neck. "I missed you." Then, he lifted her chin with one hand, tugged on her bottom lip tenderly with his clawed thumb and pressed their lips together in one, perfect kiss.

Ladybug lost the ability to even breathe, let alone think. All she could note was the way his lips moved smoothly and in tandem with hers (all those times they kissed to break each other out of Akuma spells or out of desperation when one of them tiptoed a little too close to death coming in handy). One of his hands cradled the back of her neck lovingly, fingers easily slipping into her dark strands which in turn loosened her twin ponytails.

She could have sworn that she was seeing stars but then when he brought his other hand to her back and trailed the spine with the feathery pressure of two fingertips, her knees buckled and he caught her in an instant.

"Ladybug?" He parted quickly with concern flashing on his face, perfect greens eyeing her from head to toe and wondering if she was sporting an injury that was caused in her civilian life or something like that. "Are you okay?"

Now how was she supposed to answer when he was looking at her like that and curling some stray hair behind her ear, knuckles grazing the shell and then resting on her shoulder?

It was the sight of her neverending redness that just bloomed and bloomed in her complexion that helped him figure her out and this time, a downright adorable, beautiful, boyish smile played on his lips.

"Too much?" The only answer he got was his Lady slapping her face with both hands and squealing into them like a child. And she totally didn't squeal harder when he laughed that beautiful laugh and held her closer to his frame.

Damn it!

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A/N: I'll be nice and hold back on the threatening (for now). Comment and I will be a very VERY happy author UwU

SEE YA.