I just had the most random thought that I now really want to happen.
let me set the scene. the squad is at school, as usual, and marinette, for some reason, has alya’s phone. (wouldn’t put it past her to take someone’s phone considering her track record ayy lmao) she’s taking selfies on it, some super cute but most just pulling incredibly dumb faces.
then, on the cusp of one hella gorgeous photo where she looks like an actual angel, sunshine boy™ adrien agreste comes over from behind with a friendly and slightly awed* “hey marinette!”
(*he’s a one woman man, of course, but dang. she looked real cute in that almost selfie. can ya really blame him?)
she sees him in the phone screen and she’s shook. her expression transforms into one of pure unadulterated joy and somewhere in the seconds that pass instantaneously and yet feel like hours, she captures a photo right then. he’s in the background, looking incredible as always, and her eyes have just shifted toward him, and her expression is lovestruck. like, undeniably so. but something happens in the moment that prevents her from even noticing or looking back on the photo, and she gives alya her phone back later without having even seen said glorious selfie.
then alya. oh, alya. being the wonderful friend and impeccable wingman she is, she spams the squad group chat (bc don’t even try to tell me they don’t have one) with several of marinette’s selfies, pretending to be mad about mari taking her phone. but they’re all stunning photos, of course. and (, of course, ) theone is included. adrien sees the photo and.. oh dang. has this always been a thing? has this always been her beautiful reaction to simply seeing him? is there a reason she’s so happy? and how has he literally never noticed such elation on her face before?
he messages nino immediately. ‘dude. this photo. marinette looks really happy to see me?? I mean, it looks like she does anyway- maybe I’m reading into it. does this mean anything? is she normally this excited to see her friends?’
nino’s reply is instantaneous.
'are you actually that blind? pay attention to her expressions and mannerisms the next time u see her. hopefully you’ll understand. we’ll see.’
he follows nino’s instruction and after surprisingly very little time at all, it hits him like a ton of bricks.
she does not, in fact, act this way around all her friends.
that spark of light in her eyes, that elated smile; those are marinette specials reserved for very few things. raspberry macarons, fashion, and apparently:
“plagg, I think.. I think marinette dupain-cheng likes me.”
Gamora does everything she can to make the other Guardians smile. Groot is the easiest; all she really has to do is make a funny face, though she feels weird doing it in front of others. For Rocket, she finds old bomb parts and gives them to him to let him tinker with - sometimes she even finds an abandoned place for him to use his bombs for fun (still no blowing up moons, though). Drax is a bit harder, cause it sometimes requires letting him mother her even though she’s a warrior and assassin and can take care of herself, thank you very much, but if he smiles as he remembers his daughter, it’s worth it.
Her favorite thing to do, though, is just call Peter “Star-Lord.” It’s so simple, and it just comes naturally. And that proud, happy little smile he makes… It makes her heart flutter. It’s just so dang cute, and the knowledge that she caused that adorable joy… It reminds her that, whatever horrors haunt her past, she’s no daughter of Thanos.
Summary: Marinette’s excuses land her in hot
water. Chat does his best to help.
Marinette looked between her mother and her
room in panic.
She hadn’t expected the sudden inquisition at
dinner. Her plan had been to eat quickly and then return to Chat. He was
waiting for her in her room, probably napping, for her to finish dinner so they
could play some ‘games’. So it was definitely not the best time for her mother
to be curious about the noises that came from her daughter’s room at night.
“Marinette, are you listening to me?”
Sabine asked sternly.
Marinette snapped out of her thoughts at her mother’s
words. “Y-yes, Maman!” She nodded her head quickly.
“Well? I asked you a question I would like
the answer to.” Her mother was giving her no quarter.
Marinette wracked her brain for an answer that
wouldn’t get her grounded. She knew that her mother couldn’t know Chat spent
time in her room as that would probably get her in the most trouble. No matter
how much of a gentlecat he was. Running out of time she blurted the first thing
that came into her head.
“I have a boyfriend!” Marinette
shouted. Her mother’s eyes widened. “No wait, not a boyfriend, something
else.” She shook her head. “I have a cat!”
Tom did his best to stay out of the
conversation as her mother’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. Marinette could feel
sweat bead on the back of her neck as she waited for the inevitable accusation.
Sabine smiled pleasantly. “You should have
just told us Marinette.” She reached across from where she was sitting and
gently patted her on the head.
Marinette relaxed and smiled. Crisis averted
“So, when can I meet this adorable
stray?” Sabine asked with a small twinkle of mischief in her eyes. Don’t
panic Marinette you klutzy-
“Never! I mean later! Sometime…?”
Marinette shrunk into her seat and then planted her head onto the counter. Good
going genius. She glared into the counter. Her inner voice sounded annoyingly
The tinkle in Sabine’s eyes only got brighter.
“How about tonight dear? No time like the present after all.” She
Oh god. She sat straight up in her chair. Chat
was still in her room.
“H-how about tomorrow instead…?”
She managed to squeak out.
Sabine let out a short tsk. “Your father
and I are very busy tomorrow. It’d best be done today.” She added. Her
lips were curled just a tad bit too much on one side for it to be called a
Great, even her mother was making fun of her.
“Can you give me a few minutes to clean
up?” She asked meekly.
“Of course dear.” Sabine chuckled.
Marinette winced as she got up to go to her
room. Her mother no doubt thought there was no way out of this situation for
her. Honestly, she wasn’t sure there was either.
Despite being in a hurry, Marinette couldn’t
help but stop once she entered her room and stare at Chat. He was laying smack
dab in the middle of her room curled up like a cat. Somehow Tikki had also
apparently decided Chat’s hair was a good place for a nap as any. Her little
snores were making one of Chat’s black cat ears twitch cutely.
Marinette shook her head. It seemed like both
her and Tikki were making some stupid mistakes today. She glanced at the two
again. In Tikki’s case they were cute mistakes, still stupid, but also very
She gently lifted the little Kwami off of
Chat’s head. Her small friend whined slightly as Marinette disturbed her sleep.
She cooed down at Tikki as she carefully brought her over to the little corner
bed she had made for her. She set her down and sighed. Now for Chat.
She went and stood next to him, took a deep
breath, and then crouched down and started gently shaking him. “Time to
wake up, Chaton.” she murmured.
His eyes slowly opened and he turned his head
to look at her. “Princess? You’re done with dinner?”
She nodded and was surprised when one of his
arms grabbed her and pulled her down against his side.
“Let’s play some.” He said softly
into her ear.
Marinette shivered. “Sorry Chaton, I need
you to leave.”
He blinked slowly at her and his ears drooped.
“Oh.” He let her go and she stood back up. She brushed herself off
and then held a hand out to help him up.
He took her hand with a frown. “Did I do
Marinette shook her head as she pulled him to
his feet. “I did something wrong.” She corrected him.
He looked at her in confusion. “What do
youuu-” He yawned in a cute manner. “-mean?”
Marinette stared at him and pouted. The
universe must hate her. Her winning attribute, her cuteness, was being beaten
by a boy in a leather cat outfit. Maybe he could give her some tips?
“My mother noticed the noise we’ve been
making and I made up a stupid excuse.” She explained.
He blinked wide cat eyes at her. “What was
“I kind of, um.” She stuttered. Her
mother had turned on her and now Chat was going to tease her. “Told her I
had a cat.” She said meekly, hiding her eyes behind a hand.
She felt him gently pry her hand off her face.
He looked concerned. “How are you going to convince her you have a
cat?” He tilted his head to one side, his cat ears twitched, and his
tailed swished concernedly behind him.
That cuteness isn’t fair! She bemoaned
inwardly. Outwardly, she just sighed. “I have no idea, but she can’t find
you here.” She frowned at his hesitant look. “Don’t be that way.
Better I be in trouble for lying than her to find you up here.”
He smiled at that and then his eyes lit up.
“I think I have the purrfect idea to solve your cat problems.”
Marinette tentative smile slowly grew to a wide
grin as he described his plan.
“I’m coming in Marinette.” Sabine
announced as she entered her daughters room.
The first thing she noticed was Marinette
standing in the center of the room with a wide, obviously fake, grin. Sabine
took a glance around the room and let out a sigh at the lack of anything that prove
her daughter to be telling the truth.
She sighed and put on a smile. “So, where
is this little stray?” She made sure to exaggeratingly look around
Marinette’s room in search of it. Might as well give the girl a chance to come
“Why don’t I tell you. About him
first.” Marinette said robotically. “He is shy. I mean that’s why
he’s not here. Right now.” She flailed.
Her daughter was bad at lying, she observed.
“Oh, please do tell me all about him.” She said with a patient smile.
Marinette smile became a little less fake.
“He’s a black cat.” She nodded, seemingly satisfied.
Sabine gestured for her to continue.
Her daughter’s eyes widened. “Um. He’s
um.” Her eyes darted to her loft and then back to her mother rapidly
before setting on the floor. “He’s cute.” She admitted and blushed.
Sabine blinked. What an odd reaction. “I
would assume so Marinette. He is a cat after all.”
Her daughter looked at her with confusion that
soon transformed into realization. “Right. 'Cus we’re talking about my
cat.” She bonked her own head. “Sorry, kind of lost myself
there.” She said and smiled nervously.
Sabine looked at her daughter oddly.
“What’s his name? You haven’t mentioned it yet.”
“Chat Noir.” Marinette stated
confidently. Her mother got to watch her slowly dissolve into a panic as she
seemed to realize what she just said.
Sabine interrupted her daughter’s brewing
panic. “Like the superhero?” She asked with an amused smile.
Marinette froze. “Yes.” She nodded.
Sabine hummed. “What’s his temperament
Her daughter smiled slightly and sighed softly.
“He silly a lot of the time and seems to love getting into my
things.” She chuckled. “He really cheers me up and whenever I need
him he’s there for me.” Marinette blinked and seemed to remember
something. “And he’s kind of shy. Which is why he’s hiding. Yeah. That’s
why he’s hiding in my loft.” Marinette pointed at her loft.
Sabine felt confused. Her daughter sounded like
she was lying anytime she tried to ask where the cat was, but sounded like she
was telling the truth whenever she was talking about him.
Sabine frowned sternly. “I would like to
see him now.” Seeing the panic on her daughter’s face she quickened to
add. “If you don’t mind sweetie.”
Marinette shook her head and looked up with
determination. “I’ll go get him.” The girl headed over to her ladder
and then climbed up onto her loft.
Sabine patiently waited for her.
After a few moments Marinette crawled onto the
edge of her bed so that her mother could see her. “I’m sorry Maman, he’s
refusing to cooperate.”
Sabine sighed. “Are you sure you can’t get
Her daughter shook her head.
“Then I have no choice but to
believe-” A loud meow cut her off making her blink in confusion at the
Marinette tuned behind her and said something
that Sabine couldn’t hear. She turned back to her. “He’s seems to be
getting distressed by me trying to force him to meet you.” She looked at
her mother apologetically.
The cat seemed to start meowing distressingly
as though Marinette had given him his cue. That was impossible though. Since he
was a cat.
“Are you sure Marinette? I would love to
meet such a cute cat.” She smiled.
Marinette looked pained and somehow the meow’s
seemed almost smug. “I’m sure Maman. I don’t want to stress the little guy
Sabine sighed and nodded. “Very well. Make
sure to keep him out of the bakery.” Her daughter nodded rapidly in
agreement. “And Marinette?” Her daughter gave her mother her full
attention. “Sorry for thinking you were lying.”
Sabine didn’t notice the guilty look that
followed her out of her daughter’s room.
“Sorry for making you lie Marinette.”
Chat apologized his ears dropping and tail hanging lamely off the bed. He was
sitting on the bed, curled up, next to her cat plushy.
Marinette was once again struck by how unfairly
cute her crime fighting partner was. “Stop that.” She told him. Guilt
He looked at her in confusion. “Stop
what?” He tilted his head like a cat.
She growled. “That.” She pointed at
him. When he still looked confused she finally snapped. “Stop looking so
dang cute all the time!” She shook her finger at him. “It’s hurting
He looked into her eyes and blinked at her
slowly. “You think I’m cute?” A slow smirk slid onto his face.
Marinette relaxed. “Thank you for
Chat looked at her once more in confusion.
“What?” He asked.
Marinette ignored him. “You should skedaddle.
Just in case my maman comes back.”
He sighed and the smiled. “Glad to be of
help, my Princess.” He smoothly grabbed her hand and placed a kiss to her
knuckle. He laughed when she flushed and pushed him away.
She crossed her arms, turned her head away from
him, tiled her head up, and closed her eyes. “Thanks. For the help.”
She cracked an eye open to glance at him and froze.
His face was lit by the light coming from her
skylight and it made the soft smile on his face seem all the more captivating.
“You’re welcome, Marinette.” He said softly before he quickly saluted
Marinette stared after him for a moment. Once
she was sure he was gone she huffed and stomped her foot. “Why does he
have to be so freaking cute?!” She demanded the universe to tell her.