Falling for you
This is a gift for @avelyst who came with this genius idea of Chat sneaking in Mari’s room and Mari decking him.
Chat Noir took a deep breath as he opened the skylight to Marinette’s room. Now, one may wonder why he did that. Well, there is a funny little story. Earlier that day they had been at Marinette’s place, working on homework. Which was a wonderful experience of bonding and mutual suffering. Only if Adrien didn’t use most of the time to write Ladynoir fanfiction. And after they were done, he had to rush out because otherwise, he would have been late to the piano practice. And he forgot the page with Ladynoir fanfiction on it. And he wanted to get it back before Marinette reads it. If she hadn’t read it already. It would have been bad if Marinette discovered it, given how much she didn’t ship Ladynoir. He glanced down to make sure Marinette was asleep. Her blanket was thrown off entirely, she was sleeping in a position that looked rather painful and she was drooling. Yes, certainly in deep sleep. Now time to be as sneaky and smooth as his alias.
What he didn’t take in consideration was the fact that he just managed to be as unlucky as his alias. Which, he certainly was given he managed to trip over himself and falling over Marinette’s sleeping body. For a few seconds, he didn’t move and neither did she. Chat almost thought she kept sleeping even thought that. But before he got the chance to thank his lucky stars, he was decked in the face.
“Wait, I’m… “
He didn’t have the chance to answer as he was hit with a pillow multiple times. By the time the pillow attack ended, Chat was so dizzy he didn’t even register a piece of cloth being shoved in his mouth. What he did notice however was being lifted up and thrown over the side of Marinette’s loft. And just when he thought he would face plant the floor and wake up the whole building, Marinette caught him by the tail and left him hanging over.
“What do you… mon dieu, Chat Noir?!”
He was immediately yanked back and fell on his back on the bed. Marinette immediately began fussing over him.
“Oh my god, Chat, I’m so sorry for punching you in the face and hitting you with a pillow and gaging you and… “ she squeaked, realizing he still had that piece of cloth shoved in his mouth. She took it out and threw it aside.
“I’m so sorry. Chat?”
His green eyes were fixed on her. “You have one hell of a right hock, Princess.”
“Are you bruised? I can bring you some ice if you need. My God, Chat, don’t you ever sneak up on me like that, I could have seriously hurt you and… hold on.” she narrowed her eyes. “What are you doing sneaking up in my room in the middle of the night?”
Chat pulled the best innocent look he could muster.
“You see, it is quite aa funny story.”
Marinette crossed her arms over her chest. “Oh, I’m simply dying to hear it.”
Chat gulped. He was fucked.