Face soaked with tears, turned to the sky, Marinette cried.

She'd known from the start this was going to happen.

Her beloved Chat...

It was the classic enemies to friends, to lovers, but still. ...

Marinette groaned, dropping her face into her hands, she knew she sounded like some dumb, lovesick stupid girl.

But... after the reveal, Adrien and her, that didn't matter. Because before they revealed their identities, it had been perfect.

Chat Noir had fallen for her for Marinette a girl he knew, not just some.. ugh! Whatever you call what he and ladybug had.

Marinette supposed it was wrong to be jealous and annoyed at herself... but she couldn't help it.

And oh, they had revealed their identities, and for a singular, sweet moment in time, everything was fine.

Until it wasn't.

Because Hawkmoth had found out.

Chat, Adrien had saved her in that last, and final battle.

He had dived in front of her, he had sacrificed his last breath for her.

He wouldn't have done it if he hadn't known she was Marinette.

Then he'd be fine..

Right?

It didn't matter if she had died.

Then he'd be safe.

But she hadn't died.

He had.

Because she wasn't strong enough.