Marinette twirled around, feeling the fabric swing around her legs as it swirled around her.
“Slow it down just a little,” Chat suggested. "Purrfect.“
His praise made her heart beat a little faster. Their photoshoot in the evening sunlight of the middle of summer wasn’t the only reason she was warm
"Keep the smile and when I tell you to freeze, I want you to just stop spinning,” he said. "Got it?“
"Better hurry up before I tip over,” she replied.
The skirt of the dress obeyed the laws of physics and continued wrapping around her before eventually swaying back like a pendulum. The world still seemed to spin around her, and she was relieved to feel his steadying arm around her her a moment later. "Oooooh. Sooooo dizzy.“ She laughed.
"I’d like to do a couple more of those to be sure I really captured the swing of the fabric,” he said, brushing his lips against her forehead. "But you won’t have to twirl so long for those.“
"You’re really good at this stuff,” she said, slipping her arms around his waist, and blinking up at him as Paris continued to rock and sway in her distorted vision.
“Uhhh… I am?” he seemed genuinely surprised.