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Marichat -- "I thought you said I couldn't touch that?"

“I thought I said you couldn’t touch that..?” Marinette said still sitting at her desk working on her physics homework. She didn’t even need to turn her head to know that Chat was doing something he shouldn’t. Or in this case- touching. 

As much as Marinette loved having her feline friend lounge around her room it did slightly irk her that he never sat still. 

Not even for a moment. 

Because of this, a couple weeks into his nightly visits, the raven haired girl had to set some ground rules. 

Rule number one: No touching my sketch book. Two: No kneading at my chaise chair. Three:  No snooping. This on account of Tikki was always in hiding and for some reason, Chat was always really good at finding things he wasn’t supposed to. Four: Don’t swat at my pigtails, something Chat found a very hard time grasping the concept of.

And more recently- a fifth rule had been added: Don’t touch any of my potted plants. Her poor flowers had been suffering enough- especially her more… dangly plants. 

Chat found himself sitting under Marinette’s port window, under the shelf that held up some of the civilian’s plants swatting at a couple of the vines that hung down in front of him. Almost immediately as he heard the words escape her mouth he jumped up swiftly walking away from the window, “I don’t know what you’re talking about..” He began, his hands clasped behind his back, “I wasn’t touching anything.” His eyebrows perked up as he made his way over to the girl and her desk peaking over her shoulder. 

It had occurred to him that he should probably be getting home as he was assigned the exact same physics homework which he hadn’t even came close to starting. But he liked spending time with Marinette. Outside of the mask he was pretty sure that the raven haired girl didn’t like him much. Every time he tried to talk to her she never really responded and always seemed anxious to get out of the conversation- that and it seemed like she really didn’t want to be around him. 

In the mask he found that the girl didn’t treat him like the other civilians did. They viewed him as he was, a hero, but she viewed him as he thought of him self, as a person, she never gave him special treatment. It was something that he really respected about the girl. He found it extremely hard after spending so much time with her and getting to know her so well to not speak to her much in school. 

Nino had always made fun of him and said maybe she was just nervous to talk to him but every time he asked why she would ever be nervous he always responded saying that she probably had the biggest crush on him. But how was that possible? She barley even spoke to him and the first time she met him she hated him for the first week of school.

Just as he opened his mouth to say something about the problem she was doing completely wrong he realized the time being displayed on the clock just to the side of her. He was going to be late and Ladybug was going to kill him. He totally forgot that they had planned to patrol that night. 

“Marinette-”

“Chat-” 

She had realized the time too and didn’t exactly want Chat to see Ladybug standing on Marinette’s balcony. 

“Sorry, you first.” They both began. Marinette took it upon herself needing Chat out of her room and away from the apartment as fast as possible. 

“You should probably head out, I’ve got some… stuff to do.” She lied tapping her fingers against the top of her desk. 

“Yeah- you’re right I should probably head out…” he responded. Part of him was grateful that he didn’t have to be the one to say that first but another part was also sort of sad to have to leave. He hated that he could only have time with Marinette at night. During the day he was of course always at school - the only place he was his true self and Marinette never even spared him a glance, after school he was up to his eyes in studying and activities that his father forced him to sign up for - not that he was bothered by it, he actually had a passion for the things his father took the initiative in signing him up for. But that meant that when his classmates and friends would plan after school meets to study at a local café or just hang out with each other he was always the only one to constantly have to take a rain-check. So the nights, late nights, were the only times he had opened to spend time with his friends and the night that he finally decided to start doing that was the night he saw Marinette asleep on her balcony with a history book propped open and resting on her chest and ever since then he never stopped coming to visit her. 

“I’m probably going to get some shut eye, it’s been a long day..” Marinette said nervously puttering about in her room awkwardly. She wasn’t about to get her PJs on because she was about to head out anyway for patrol. But “acting natural” was something Marinette was best at. 

“I-…” Chat thought for a moment, “I thought you said you had things to do..?” He questioned, deep down he hoped that he hadn’t annoyed the girl too much for her to feel the need to make up excuses to get him to leave. 

Marinette, acting her most natural by propping her elbow up on her dresser that stood a little higher than her shoulders, giving her arm an awkward and seemingly uncomfortable tilt to it blew out their air from her cheeks and clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth quickly thinking of an excuse, “Phstt.. Well duh…” She began rolling her eyes continuing to look “natural”, “I meant i’ve got stuff to do early in the morning, so I need to get sleep so I’m fully rested for that.. stuff that I have to do.” Did that sound good? Who am I kidding of course that sounded good.. Completely n-a-t-u-r-a-l she thought to her self when she couldn’t in face be farther than the truth. And Chat saw right through it. 

Something was up with the girl, she just looked so… well.. awkward and uncomfortable. But he wasn’t about to stay and pester her any longer than he already had, “Alright then, Marinette, I’ll see you soon. Have a good night, purrincess..” He smiled creeping out the doors of her balcony perking a smile on her lips. 

Okay Marinette focus. You need to get out of here fast and beat Chat to the Pont des Arts. Quickly she lunged towards the bed searching through her pillows for her small companion and quickly transforming, shooting off her balcony in great hurry. 

Though- it was not fast enough. 

“Chat…?” She said nervously as her feet touched down on the bridge. 

The cat themed hero slowly turned with a smug grin plastered on his face, “ Well, well, well... If it isn’t late-ybug” 

The masked girl sharply exhaled, “oh my god... Please, Chat, spare me the puns..” She grumbled leaning up against the railing of the bridge and looking over the edge, down at the water. 

Chat grinned, “I never thought I’d see the day where I’d arrive earlier than Milady.” He joked nudging his shoulder against hers, “What took you so long?” 

Ladybugs eyebrows furrowed, “Woah there kitty, you only beat me here by a few minutes, don’t get cocky- and for you information I was busy.” She replied with somewhat of a snappy tone.

 “Busy enough to keep my lady away from her knight in shining armor.” He joked. 

There was a certain type of ease that the two felt together when they were alone. They truly felt as if they were being their honest true selves to the other. Despite the fact that neither one knew the other’s identity or history Ladybug an Chat Noir knew Ladybug and Chat Noir better than anyone on the planet. The two, though having never said it to each other, shared the agreement of one importantly specific thing:

Being unknown behind their masks made it easy for them to be free. To the both of them they felt more like they constantly wore masks outside of costume and in civilian attire. 

“So - let’s get on with the night, shall we?” Chat asked eager to really get home and finish up his homework, though - he wouldn’t mind staying out an extra hour or two to spend time with the most beautiful masked face in all of Paris.

The two continued on their normal patrol, splitting up to cover more ground. Eventually coming across each other’s paths and starting up an overly sarcastic conversation from above the Parisian rooftops that would go somewhere along the lines of:

“Is that.... Is that Chat Noir/ Ladybug !? It’s been forever since i’ve seen you last! How are you doing? And your kids?...ect.” 

Ladybug was never one for acting so during these childishly pleasant exchanges she was never able to hold a straight face. Chat on the other hand was marvelous at is. It reminded her of all the times that she would go out with her mother and be recognized. Chat Noir was purrfect at pretending to be a middle aged woman who had just spotted her old friend from university. Of course- Imagining Chat as a middle aged woman certainly didn’t add to her aide of keeping a straight face.

The two met at the end of their route, Ladybug could see her balcony from where they stood. It was almost 22:30 and the two teens were well past tired. Ladybug hugged her shoulders as a cool breeze whipped by her- not only that but she could hear the silent bell jingles of the creeping cat’s collar sneaking up behind her. 

It was strange almost. From behind she reminded him of someone. He found himself stalking behind her gently reaching out a leather covered hand towards the hair dangling from her pigtail. Pigtails were just so... swattable? Just this once and he’d never do it again. His hand continuing to reach out, sneaking up on the seemingly unsuspecting hero when-

“I thought I said you couldn’t touch that?” 

Her voice rang out seconds too late before she had realized what she had done.

The two stood silent. 

Maybe she thought Maybe if I just don’t say anything... Maybe he didnt-

“M-... Marinette...?”

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I guess that’s what happens when Marinette lays too many ground rules XP sorta did a revealish type short?

Also I feel like an idiot because I most definately read your prompt wrong but I didn’t want to delete this one because I really liked it T-T PleaSE FORGIVE ME 

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"I though you where gonna replace me" ladynoir

“I thought you said you were going to replace me?” Chat snapped refusing to even look the spotted hero in the eye.

“Well you thought right- I did replace you.” Ladybug responded glaring daggers into the back of Chat’s head, “But what did you expect me to do? You just left, with no explanation you were there one day and told me you wouldn’t be coming back.” The girl began to become more irritated by the minute. Not only was this the first time that Chat had shown up in a year but he had the nerve to be angry with her. 

“Well some partner you’ve got- they’re not even here.” he commented finally turning to face his old partner. He understood when he first left that this might happen but he never thought that she’d be so willing to just work wit someone else after all they went through together? 

“Chat, we’re just on a patrol, we split up to cover more ground, sort of like how we used to do?” Ladybug rolled her eyes and turned away from the leather clad cat. The spotted hero found herself more let down and disappointed than she ever was mad.

Chat in that moment felt more regret than he did anger. She was right, what was she supposed to do? She didn’t know when he was coming back or even if he was coming back and protecting Paris isn’t exactly a one-hero job.

“You never even told me why you left…” She muttered under her breath staring down off the edge of the building, “You just stopped coming, stopped fighting with me, Chat Noir disappeared one day with no explanation, no reason and no warning.”  The raven haired girl could feel herself shutting down. She spent weeks, months, hell she never really stopped thinking that it was her fault. That she had said or done something to drive him away to the point of abandoning her. 

“Ladybug…” he muttered taking a couple steps towards her.

“I was alone for weeks… I had no one to lean on…” Her voice quaked trying to hold back emotion, “She showed up and offered to help and when at first I said no she just kept coming back.. She never abandoned me even when I asked her to.” 

“Ladybug, I-” 

“I don’t want to hear it.” She said taking in a deep breath, “You’ve lost your place on this team and if you want it back- you need to earn it back.” Chat took another step forward in attempt to reason with the hero, “No- Bee earned her place on this team, she fought and stood by me endlessly.” 

“Are you trying to tell me I didn’t fight by your side for years..? Are you really saying that I didn’t put my self in harms way to protect you at all cost!? Really Ladybug!?” Chat shouted slowly beginning to get himself riled up.

“There’s a BIG difference, Chat!” Ladybug turned to shout back gripping her fists tightly, “Are you really going to make me say it again!?”

“I don’t see a damn difference!” Chat shouted back, “So please Ladybug, enlighten me!” 

“Bee hasn’t ever just dropped me and left me in the dust, Chat! You have no right to be angry!” The girl could feel her eyes welling up with tears. For the first time in a year she finally got to see her best friend but this was not the reunion she was hoping for. This was the farthest from happy she’d ever been when thinking about what it would be like to see Chat again, “If you want another shot on this team you’re going to need to prove yourself. I expect to see you tomorrow during patrol for training and if an akuma attacks you don’t have the option to not come.” Ladybug turned gripping onto the Yo-Yo that was laced around her hips and untangled it, “If you fail to attend either of these I don’t want you to show your face around me ever again… Do I make myself clear…?” she stammered holding onto yo-yo.

“Crystal…” The black cat said under his breath as he watched the only girl he ever loved swing away with a dwelling hatred inside of her for him. But he couldn’t bring himself to tell her why she really left, he thought that would only destroy her further. _______________________________________________________________________

Thought that i’d leave chat’s disappearance up to your imagination~! I really hope you guys like this one! Not such a happy up-beat prompt but I always like writing about angst!!

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“Cause when push, comes to shove. I will... ‘harm your friends and family, to remind you... of my love- da da da Da da,” HawkMoth sang, looking out his window at the newly restored Paris. (LadyNoir?)

Times like these he cursed his son for listening to that damn musical on repeat so loud in his room- but I guess there were plenty of other ways to be a rebellious teen and compared to all that he felt a bit grateful. 

“Ladybug, this won’t be the last time you hear from Volpina…” He mumbled under his breath with a slow grin rising from his lips. His gloved fingers began tapping against the top of his staff and humming a tune he seemed to resonate with when he heard it blaring through his son’s door. His foot began to tap rhythmically against the linoleum flooring as his thin lips parted, “Cos’ when push, comes to shove~ I will.. kill your friends and family, to remind you. of… my… love…” 

Hawkmoth couldn’t hold it in anymore the song was officially stuck into his mind. He stretched his arms out and began to belt out in a tone-deaf fashion kicking his feet out in front of him, “dA DA daA DdA DAaa Da-” 

Nathalie chose the worse time and  the worst day to ever need anything from her boss. She let out a heavy sigh as she watched her boss strutting himself around his lair singing showtunes, “Uh… Sir…?” 

Time stopped for the dastardly evil villain quickly collecting his cool with a clear of his throat, “What is it Nathalie, I-I’m busy.” He said sternly.

“Of course, sir,” she hesitated for a moment, “It just sounded like you were in pain I-” 

But by that time Hawkmoth had made his way over to his chamber doors with a deadpanned look closing the door swiftly before Nathalie even had the chance to finish her sentence. 

It was times like these he remembered how much he hated the cheery tone of show tunes. And there sat the tone-deaf moth-man to sulk alone in his chambers. _______________________________________________________________________

I know it’s short but I couldn’t get this image of Hawkmoth dancing around in his lair like:

And then Nathalie walking in like:

And then HawkMoth trying to recover like:

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