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I couldn't sleep when it hit 10 pm. I knew that I had a curfew and that school was tomorrow, but my parents gave me the chance to stay home and relax for the whole day.

I'm still debating on whether to go to school or not.

As for now, I was thinking about what time Adrien would show up at my house. That text kept on repeating in my head.

"Tikki?" I called out in the dark. "Are you still awake?"

"Mmm," My red kwami stirred. "Marinette?" She called in a drowsy voice.

"Oh, I didn't mean to wake you," I apologised. "You can go back to sleep if you like,"

"I'm already awake so there is no use in sleeping," Tikki replied.

"That makes the job easier for both of us then," Another voice piped up and Tikki and I screamed in alarm.

"Hey. Keep it down. You don't want your parents to wake up, do you?" A figure said from the window before plopping down on the bed beside me.

It took me a second to put two and two together.

"Adrien?" I asked, trying to see his face. It was awfully dark, so that was like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Yes, Mari? We need to go," Adrien stood up and I noticed something flickering behind him.

I was about to scream when it hit me that he had transformed into Chat Noir.

"I would like it if you were Ladybug," Adrien gave me a side glance.

"And why would I do what you would like?" I crossed my arms on my chest.

"Because I'm older than you and you have to do what I say," Adrien replied, fully facing me, now.

I sighed. I really didn't like it when people played the I'm-older-than-you-so-you-have-to-do-what-I-say card.

After a few minutes of contemplation and a glaring contest that I had with Adrien, I sighed in defeat.

"Fine," I grumbled. "Tikki?"

My kwami flew up to my shoulder. "Time to transform?" She asked.

"Yeah," I said with a small smile.

In a matter of seconds, I was no longer in my pajamas - but in the superhero suit that people would identify as Ladybug's.

I noticed how Adrien had been staring at me so keenly.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked. A thought appeared in my mind, and my eyes widened. "Is there something on my face?"

Adrien chuckled. "I've just always wanted to see Ladybug transform out of her civilian identity into herself,"

Then I saw the strangest thing. A tint of pink on Adrien's cheeks as he turned to go to the window. The side glance that he gave me just enhanced the blush and the way he lowered his eyelashes - it made me shiver.

It made him seem more attractive, somehow.

It was so...sexy? This is Adrien that we are talking about. The model? He managed to turn something cute into something so attractive.

It was too beautiful. I can't believe Adrien hasn't been kicked out of Paris yet.

Someone once told me that a man was kicked out of his own country because almost every woman around him was attracted to him like a magnet.

Adrien, too, should be kicked out. He makes less attractive people like me feel horrible about myself.

Nonetheless, blushing is cute. So I was going to make it seem like it was cute, not attractive.

"You're blushing. This is unbelievable!" I cooed, as I followed him.

"Shut up," He replied, immediately. "By the way, you have drool on your face,"

"I do?!" My eyes widened and instinctively, my fingers flew to my face to inspect where the drool could be.

Then something hit me. I didn't sleep. So how could I drool if I wasn't asleep in the first place?

"Nice try, kitty cat," I narrowed my eyes at him as I got out of the window and jumped down to the ground. "I didn't drool because I wasn't sleeping,"

"So you were thinking about me, instead?" Chat Noir winked at me.

"Shut up. You trying to change the subject of you blushing," I said with a cheeky grin. "That beautiful moment had to be commemorated,"

"I would appreciate it, Bugaboo, if you wouldn't bring that up again, okay?" Chat Noir raised an eyebrow.

"Let me think about it," I stroked my chin. "No,"

Chat Noir let out a sound of frustration. "Let's go,"

"Where are we going?" I asked, as we began to walk.

"We," He put his arm around my waist bringing me closer to him. "Are going to have a long walk in one of the most beautiful cities in the world,"

"Hey, back it up," I pushed the cat away from me. "It's a walk. That doesn't mean that you have to touch me,"

"But you usually don't mind when I'm Adrien. Why is that?" Chat Noir arched an eyebrow.

"That's not important, right now," I said, as my cheeks grew red. "Can we change the subject?"

"Aww, my lady," Chat Noir somehow managed to slip his hand around my waist, again. "You're cute when you blush,"

"You blushed first," I blurted out, for some reason.

Chat Noir ignored me.

He then made me put my hand over his shoulder.

"Why are we in this position? We're not a couple, kitty," I frowned as I pulled away from him but his grip was tight.

"My lady," He tutted. "The guy who knocked you out unconscious must have hit you really hard. I see you have some memory loss,"

"Oh, do you mean the memory that we never had?" I shot up an eyebrow.

Chat Noir shook his head. "You are so cold. But I can't blame you. I'm the hotter one between both of us,"

"If you're hotter than me, then does that make me cooler than you?" I shot back, with a victorious smirk.

Chat Noir narrowed his eyes at me. "I don't like it when you're Ladybug, anymore,"

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because it's harder to make you either blush or irritated - my two favourite things," He poked my cheek - a habit that I had come to like, secretly.

"Well, in that case, I like being Ladybug," I shot him a grin.

Chat Noir gave me a death glare. "Well, you become hard-to-get, but I love girls who are like that. They are definitely keepers,"

"So you love me?" I blurted out, but tried to make it sound casual.

Chat Noir just chuckled and he ruffled my hair. "You're funny when you're curious,"

"Stop avoiding the question," I frowned. Why isn't he answering the question.

"You're cute when your irritated," Chat Noir stopped walking to make us both face each other.

Our noses were touching and I desperately tried to avoid his green eyes. It would make the burning desire for me to kiss him even stronger than it was yesterday.

Chat Noir brushed his nose against mine for a few seconds. "Come on. Do what I'm doing,"

"Why?" I asked, but I started to do it anyways.

The bridge of my nose began to tingle as I brushed Chat Noir's nose and he brushed mine.

"For me to tell Nino that we just kissed," He said, with a smirk and he continued walking.

"We haven't kissed," I frowned, taking giant steps to catch up to him.

"I beg to differ, Bugaboo," He said with a flirty wink. "What we just did, was called an 'Eskimo kiss',"

I frowned, and stopped walking. "For once, can you please be the guy who everyone calls sweet and kind? I miss that person,"

"He's under construction," Chat Noir gave me a side glance. "You'll have to stick with me, LB,"

"Please?" I imitated him from the beach. My hands were clasped together in front of my chest, I made my eyes sort of tear up and my lip quiver slightly.

The superhero sighed. "Fine,"

Without a warning, he grabbed my arm and started to run, with me trying to keep up with him.

"Hey! You know how much of a klutz I am!" I whined. I was afraid that I would trip and fall, and get my face sewn onto the pavement.

"Relax," Chat Noir sounded amused. "I won't let you fall,"

He pulled me behind a couple of bushes, right next to the park. After we were sure that the coast was clear, I turned to face Chat Noir to ask him why we were here.

"Plagg, claws in," Chat Noir whispered. In a black flash, I stared as the cat morphed back to a boy. A boy in a black hoodie and blue jeans.

Plagg flew out of his ring, screaming and right into the bushes. He pushed his tiny body out of the branches that were trapping him and spat some leaves out of his mouth.

"Hey!" Plagg growled. "Watch it!"

"For such a tiny kwami, he's got so much sass," I commented as I giggled.

"And you're just a ray of sunshine," Plagg rolled his eyes and folded his arms.

"That's nothing. You should see him on a Monday," Adrien shook his head sadly.

"So why did you transform back?" I asked.

"You wanted the sweet Adrien? Well, here is the sweet Adrien," Adrien bowed a little.

My heart warmed a little.

"Hey!" The black kwami saved his tiny hands in front of my face. "I need company. Transform back so that I can hang out with Tikki,"

How did this guy win Tikki's heart?

"You're really rude - you know that?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Tell me something that I don't know," Plagg rolled his eyes, again. "Transform back,"

"What's the magic word?" I teased.

"Cheese?" The kwami shrugged, while attempting to answer the question.

"Well, no. But I will give you some cheese if you say the right word," Adrien replied.

Plagg let out a loud groan. "Fine," He gritted his teeth. "Please?"

A cheeky smile formed on my face. "See? That wasn't hard, was it?"

"Hey! You're talking to me like I'm some kind of little kid! I am older than both of your ages multiplied together!" Plagg folded his arms.

"Whoa, whoa, grandpa," I raised my hands in surrender. "Take it easy. I was only kidding,"

"You don't want to break your back again, do you?" Adrien joined in and he chuckled.

Plagg let out another sound, but of frustration. "I'm not that old!"

"But you just admitted it," I chuckled. "You've been around for centuries!"

"I want Tikki! Stop bothering me and give Adrien more of your attention, since he's eying me with jealousy," Plagg flew behind my head, as we both turned to face Adrien.

"I am not!" Adrien frowned.

"Sure," Plagg said, dryly.

"Okay, enough fighting," I got the attention of the two boys. Their green eyes stayed trained on my blue eyes. Huh, so they both have green eyes.

"Tikki, spots off!" I said, trying not to sound too demanding to my kwami. Immediately, my Ladybug costume disappeared and my normal clothes returned.

I screamed.

"I'm still in my pajamas!" I gaped at my blue tank top and my long, purple polka dotted pants. I was in my bunny slippers and to finish the look, my hair was tied up into a ballet bun.

"So?" Adrien shrugged.

"So, this is not okay. I'm out in public in my pajamas!" I motioned to my dressing.

"I think you look good," Adrien pretended to check me out, seductively.

"Adrien!" I slapped his shoulder.

"Don't worry. No one would notice. Not where we are going," Adrien stood up and extended his arm to me.

My small hand fit into his hand and he pulled me up.

"Finally!" Plagg declared. I temporarily forgot that our kwamis were with us. "Let's get the show on the road,"

"Plagg," Tikki said in a warning voice.

"I'm cranky, okay? I wanted to sleep but I woke up to hear 'Plagg, claws in!' And whoosh! I'm sucked into Adrien's ring," Plagg threw up his arms in frustration while he continued his rant.

Tikki gave Adrien and I a very sympathetic look. "I'll take care of him. You two go ahead. We'll catch up,"

Both of us nodded at her and we began to walk.

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"I wish I could just hit pause and live in this moment forever," Adrien mumbled.

"Why do you say that?" I asked, even though I secretly agreed with him.

"Because, I'm away from what stresses me, we have this beautiful view below us, and I've got you by my side," Adrien said, with a playful wink as he put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me towards him.

I couldn't stop the blush that grew on me. "What do you mean that 'you've got me by your side'?"

"Ah, Mari," Adrien sighed, dramatically. He switched to Mandarin. "You're quite self-centered, aren't you?"

"What is that supposed to mean?" I wrinkled my eyebrows, while I converted to Mandarin, too.

"Not to mention daft," Adrien rolled his eyes and I shoved his shoulder aggressively.

"Hey! Can't we try to enjoy the view here?" Adrien raised his hands in surrender. "Unless," He arched an eyebrow with a smirk. His arms snaked around my waist. "I'm distracting you,"

"You are supposed to be nice Adrien," I huffed.

"Oh yeah," Adrien turned back to look at the road, while he leaned on the railing of the Eiffel Tower. He let go of me. "That guy,"

I chose to ignore him and actually take a good look at where we were. We were at the top of the Eiffel Tower, peering down on moving cars.

I loved the monument at night because I love the way it lit up. Sure, it may have cost a tonne of money to make sure every part of the Eiffel Tower was lit, but it was worth it.

Hmm, lit...

"This place is lit. Don't you think?" I turned to face my feline partner, with an amused eyebrow raised.

It dawned on Adrien a few seconds later and he shook his head, chuckling. "I really am rubbing off you, my lady. Where did you come up with that?"

"Remember when we were at the beach and we were staring at the moon? I thought that it was lit, and I immediately thought of Chat Noir and his puns and how I was going to tell him as soon as I came back to Paris," I replied, as I stared at the road.

The cars were moving up and down really fast and all you could see was yellow streaks of light moving back and forth.

The sound of crickets could not be drowned out by the chatter of the other people who were with us. It was mainly couples or best friends or a huge group of friends.

"I can't really believe that you're my lady," Adrien admitted. "I'm still a little surprised,"

"Don't worry. I feel the same way about you being Chat Noir," I chuckled, nervously.

"Will we ever tell Nino and Alya?" Adrien turned to look at me as he brushed the blond locks out of his hair. He still reminded me of Goldilocks.

Maybe that'll be my new nickname for him.

"I don't think so," I frowned. "Maybe if we are replaced or something - that's when we can casually bring it up,"

Adrien nodded in agreement, turning back to the cars that raced by. "Okay,"

A blanket of silence fell upon us once more and I was starting to have a mini panic attack inside my brain.

I need to bring up something to talk about.

Something which isn't awkward.

Come on, Marinette, think!

And whatever you do, do not ask about the weather!

"You know what I love most about the night?" Adrien suddenly brought up as I sighed inwardly with relief.

"What?" I turned to face the blond boy.

"Whenever I go out at night, I feel a sense of freedom. I feel like I could do anything. I could accomplish anything. I could achieve anything. I could just run to the night and make the most of things," Adrien turned to face me, with his emerald green eyes twinkling.

"I feel like the best memories are made during the night. I feel like I could remove the mask that I keep on all day and be myself, without really caring on what others think of me," Adrien tucked a loose strand of my hair behind my ears.

"It brings out the sense of adventure in me. Especially if I'm on headphones and I'm walking on the street at night. I feel powerful. Every stride I take, I feel like I can conquer all my fears. I feel...immortal in someway," Adrien reached for my hands and he held them tightly.

I couldn't miss the jolts that flew in all directions in my hand when he did this. His touch engulfed my skin in flames, but in a good way.

Then he laughed. "I feel like I'm in a Disney movie. Any second now, I feel like I could burst out into a musical number and sing 'I could show you the world',"

I laughed, too. His happiness was contagious - I had to admit.

I shook my head, slightly puzzled. "You're really something, kitty,"

"You've made me this way. You're rubbing off of me, just like the way I'm rubbing off of you," Adrien found a way to wrap his arm around my waist, again.

"Is that a good thing?" I brought myself to look into those beautiful, exotic eyes.

"Why wouldn't it be?" He shrugged, while I noticed that his eyes were starting dilate as they stayed trained on mine.

"You're not answering my question," I frowned at him. He tends to do this a lot.

"Some questions don't need to be answered," Adrien simply replied, in a smooth voice. "And some questions don't have answers,"

"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked and Adrien let out a groan out of frustration.

"You are so difficult," He frowned at me, before sneaking a glance at his watch. "We had better start going, if you're going to school tomorrow,"

"Are you going to school tomorrow?" I asked, as we walked towards the elevator. I pushed the down button.

"Is that even a question? If you have a father like mine, skipping school isn't an option. Heck, the two words cannot be put in the same sentence," Adrien sighed.

"Seriously? Why?" I had to ask. Adrien's father seemed so strict and uptight.

"He'll say," Adrien cleared his throat. "'Adrien, I did not allow you to change from homeschooling to public schooling just so that you can stay at home and you are fit to go to school. Unless you want to revert back to homeschooling, the answer is no',"

"Your father is a strange person," I commented as thoughts raced into my head.

"He's like this one giant puzzle that I'm trying to complete," Adrien added. Then he frowned. "The guy has way too many secrets, you know? I wish that I knew what they we're,"