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Cause I knew I was in love with you (when we sat in silence): Marichat May 2020 - Day 10

(Sorry for the late Tumblr update, I had some problems with the internet last night. It is still day 10 somewhere, right?)

AO3 | For the @marichatmay

Collab with @lalunaoscura

DAY 1 | <- 9 | 10 | 11 ->

Day 10 — Can I borrow your miraculous?

“Hello?” She picked her phone, still sleepy. Her hand slid across the bed, searching for Chat, but he wasn’t there.

“Marinette? Are you not coming to school today?”

She opened her eyes and sat in the bed, moving the phone away from the ear to see the screen.

It was Monday.

She was late for school.

And it was Adrien calling her.

Oh, shit.

“Sorry, I was sleeping! But I will be there in five minutes. Three if I find my things.”

He chuckled.

“Okay. I- I really want to talk with you.”

“About?” she jumped off the bed, running to the bathroom.

“About Friday.”

She froze in the place, forgetting what she was doing.

“But we can talk about this when you’re here, okay? I’ll be waiting for you in front of the school.”

“O-Ok. Bye.”

She got ready in record time and ran to the school. He was there, waiting for her, like he told her, sitting in the stairs and looking at his foot, looking restless.

She stopped, took a deep breath and sat down next to him. Adrien looked up, at her, and gave her a contained smile.

“I’m glad you made it.”

“It was a marathon. Urgh, I really need to increase the volume of my alarm.”

He laughed this time and picked his water bottle, handing it to her. She took it, a little shy, and took a big sip.

“Hey, Marinette?”

She looked up and he bit his bottom lip, but in the end he sighed.

“I want to apologize for my behaviour on Friday. It was unfair and childish.”

“Oh.”

“The truth is that…” he scratched his neck, nervously. “I wanted to hang out with you more and I was thinking about asking you to the park during the weekend, but you had already made plans with Luka, so… I didn’t react well with the rejection. And I’m so sorry.”

“That’s okay, Adrien. For real.”

“Thank you, Marinette,” he smiled and stood up and stretched out his hand to help her up. “Come on, we don’t want to make Ms Mendeleiev mad.”

 *

  Adrien looked on as Marinette and Plagg chatted animatedly with each other. It was sweet, how the kwami had taken a liking to her. Hell, he even called her Princess a few times (something Adrien did not like that much). But it was nice to see two of the most important people in his life getting along so well.

“You know what kid?” Plagg floated over to his chosen.

“Why do your eyes look like you are having a terrible idea?” Chat Noir responded, flinching a little. That expression was almost always bad news.

“I have an idea, but it is not a terrible one.”

Before Adrien could respond, Marinette crawled closer. “Spill, kitty!”

“So,” he flitted around to float right by the side of Marinette's face. “I think Marinette will make a superb Chat Noir.”

“YES!”

“NO!”

They both spoke at the same time. Interestingly, their opinions of Plagg's idea had taken a U-turn in just a few seconds.

“You guys have got to be kidding me!” Marinette stood up on her feet and crossed her arms over her chest.

“But what's wrong with it?” Chat Noir stood up too. “I think you will be amazing in a catsuit!”

“But,” she tried to argue, “It is your Miraculous!”

“And I want to lend it to you!” He almost took his ring off his finger, but Marinette stopped him by putting her hand on top of his. He looked at her with a pout, “It will be just for a few minutes! No one but us will know!”

Marinette glared daggers at Plagg, who was snickering behind Chat. He had put her in such a sticky situation! How was she supposed to tell Chat Noir that she could not use the Black Cat Miraculous because she was already wearing the Ladybug ear-rings?

“I-uh, I need to pee!” Saying so, she ran into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

“What do I do, Tikki?” Marinette slumped against the wall as she spoke in a hushed voice. 

“It doesn’t look like he is going to give up, does it?”

“No, all thanks to Plagg.” Marinette rolled her eyes.

“I knew the stinky sock would be up to mischief some way or another,” Tikki muttered.

“So?” Marinette whispered urgently. “Is there any way I can get out of this without hurting Chat's feelings?”

“I am afraid not, Marinette.” 

Marinette clutched her head in her hands. This was a disaster!

“Hey, don’t freak out, okay?” Tikki flew up in front of her nose. “Just remember to take off your ear-rings before you put on the ring. As long as it's for a little while, I guess you will be fine.”

Marinette nodded. She took off her Miraculous, hoping there would be enough time to switch back in case of an akuma. She handed them over to Tikki, who swooped into her purse after giving a smile towards her chosen.

When she came back into the room, Chat was sitting up looking at her expectantly. 

Ugh, he knows I can't say no to those kitty eyes.

“Pwease pwincess?” He pouted.

She bent down and mushed his cheeks between both her hands. “You’re lucky that you are so cute.”

“You think I am cute?” How the hell did he manage to be so cocky even with his cheeks mushed up like that?

“You are an idiot.” She declared, plopping down.

“So, is that a yes?” He nudged her with his shoulder.

“Yeah,” she relented. How could she stay mad at this silly boy?  

“I did not hear you.” Oh, there was her answer.

“Chat,” she warned.

“You need to ask nicely, Princess.”

“Fine.” She rolled her eyes. “Chat Noir, can I borrow your Miraculous?”

Chat took off his ring with so much excitement that he almost tripped over himself. He got up on one knee with a dramatic flourish of his hair, and held up his ring in front of her.

Marinette giggled as she accepted the ring.

As soon as she put it on her finger, Plagg zoomed over to float in front of her. “Hello again.”

“You know how a Miraculous works, right?” It was Chat who asked the question.

Marinette froze. “Wha- haha, why would you say that?”

“Because Mullo?” Chat offered.

“Oh yeah, right!” She breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment she had thought her secret was out.

Marinette took a deep breath, and extended her fist.

“Plagg, transforme-moi!”

An entire transformation sequence later, Marinette stood in front of Chat in all her black cat glory, as the boy looked on with literal stars in his eyes.

“You look so awesome!” He squealed.

Marinette shuffled her feet awkwardly. At least Plagg had been smart enough to change her suit from Lady Noire’s.

The top of her suit was comprised of a black cheongsam top, much like her mother’s. Her arms were covered by black leather gloves ending underneath the sleeve of her top. Black leather tights covered her legs and ballet flats sat on her feet. A bow at her hip elongated into a long tail. Her blue hair was tied up in two pointed buns, which vaguely resembled cat ears.

She kinda liked this look. And no one could draw any similarity between her and Lady Noire.

“Princess?” Chat wiggled his eyebrows. “Or should I say, Gongzhu Noire?”

“Princess Black?” Marinette snorted and cocked her hips to the side. “How long have you been thinking about that name, cat boy?”

“Longer than you think.” He winked and made finger guns at her.

“So,” she spun around, “How do I look?”

How was he supposed to tell her that she was making his heart beat so fast that he was afraid she would hear it?  

“You look awesome.” Yes, that was safe.

“Don't you mean, pawe-some?”

Marinette punning in a catsuit? Had he died and gone to heaven?

With a lot of effort, he managed to keep the grin on his face. “Would you mind striking a pose for me, Minette?”

“Another nickname?” Marinette rolled her eyes. “Do you spend all your time dreaming about me in a catsuit?”

Chat Noir let out a nervous laugh at that.

“So, what do you say?” He said, holding up his phone in front of her, ready to take pictures.

“NO!” Marinette lunged forward and placed a hand over the camera lens. “You can’t do that!”

“What?”

“If those photos are leaked somehow, then it might make us end up in a very compromising position, Chat!” Marinette spoke in an urgent voice.

She looked straight into his eyes. Where did her blue eyes go?

“Chat Noir, are you listening to me?”

“Uhh, yes?” He snapped out of his reverie. “I think you are right.”

Marinette smirked. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t pose for you.”

She stepped back and stood with her feet slightly apart. “For your eyes only, cat boy.” Folding her hands over her head and cocking her hips to the side, she stood in a pose that clearly could be called sexy. Was it Plagg? Or did she really enjoy killing him like that?

His cheeks were burning as Marinette struck pose after pose effortlessly. How did she do that? How was she so absolutely flawless?

He knew it would be wrong. Taking a photo of a girl without her consent could be termed as sexual harassment. But he would never use it for any wrong reasons! He was not that kind of a guy! This was just for himself. As she said, for his eyes only. His eyes needed some way to immortalize this moment forever.

So he sneakily took a couple of photos on his phone when she wasn’t paying attention.

“Have you had enough?” She was now laying on her belly, propped up on her elbows, with her feet in the air.

“I guess.” He was almost panting from his excitement now. If this went on for too long, he was going to have a heart attack.

“Alright then,” she got up on her knees. “Plagg, detransformation!”

The green light ran over her body, leaving sweet Marinette in her place. “Hello.” She smiled sweetly, but she seemed a little shy.

“Welcome back, my Princess.” Chat returned the smile. She always looked adorable, be it in a white shirt and black blazer, or a grey and pink spandex suit, or a black leather suit. 

“Here,” Marinette placed the ring in his palm and got up. “I need to go to the washroom.”

“I'm back too.” Plagg swooped around him as soon as he put on the ring. 

“Hello, you little shit.” Chat scratched the back of his ear before offering him a slice of camembert.

When Marinette came back, she sat down in front of him. “So,” she began shyly, “How was it?”

“What can I say, my colors look really good on you,” he winked.

Marinette giggled in response, and a second later it transitioned into a yawn. It seemed like the cutest thing to him. “You want to go to bed?”

“Yes please,” she replied.

“Come on then,” he stood up and offered her a hand. “Let’s call it a night.”

(Gongzhu Noire artwork)