A Burning Desire

5-Closet

Heads up: POVs will be changing throught this chapter.

Marinette's POV:

I looked up and Chat, still on my knees. He looked equally as shocked as me.

"Marinette?" My mother called out once again, her footsteps growing louder. I panicked.

"Chat, hide!" I whispered-shouted.

"Where?" He frantically responded

"I don't care, just hide"

He hurried somewhere out of view, and as soon as he did, my door flew open, my Mom behind it.

"Mom!" I squealed. "I'm soo happy to see you! You didn't tell me you guys were coming back from Shanghai this early" I said, forcing a smile.

"Well, we thought it would be a nice surprise to come earlier then you expected!" She replied.

"Yeah, it was definitely a surprise." I said through my teeth.

Don't get me wrong, I was really happy to see them. But did they really have to come at this moment?

"Come on sweetie, your Dad's waiting for you downstairs!" She beamed, grabbing my arm.

Chat Noir's POV.

I sat, crammed in her dark closet, struggling to catch my breath, hearing the commotion coming from downstairs. My heart pounded loudly. That was too close...

The closet was dark and small. My feet pressed against the wall, giving me no space to stretch.

"Fuck." I groaned. What have I gotten myself into to.

I struggled to adjust myself in the tight closet. As I did, the sound of light footsteps caught my attention.

I stopped, not moving a muscle.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

The footsteps grew louder—So did my heartbeat.
They finally stopped, right infront of the closet. I held my breath, not making one sound.

The doorknob twisted very slowly.

How the hell am I going to explain being in Marinette's closet, half naked?

Light entered the dark closest as whoever was on the other side slowly opened the door. I closed my eyes tight, the creak of the door deafening, as I prepared for the worst.

I tensed my body up, expecting her father's loud voice or something, but instead, a small voice called my name out.

"Chat..?" She whispered. Her voice sounded so comforting.

My eyes shot open, but quickly closed, adjusting to the sudden bright light.

"Marine—-"

But before I could call her name, she quickly slid into the closet with me. The closet was tight, barley any space for the both of us. She squeezed in, only managing to sit on my lap. I clenched my teeth as she pressed against me. Shit...

"What are you doing.." I whispered.

She stretched her hand out, searching for my face in the dark closet. A small crack of light from the outside was the only thing illuminating the closet. Once she found my face, she placed her index finger over my lips, signaling me to shut up.

"My parents are back from their vacation-" She whispered through breaths. "Fuck."

She continued to press her finger firmly against my lips, not allowing me to say anything.

"I didn't know they'd be home so early", "Shit, that was too close" She sighed.

She finally pulled her finger off my lips. She didn't say anything until the realization finally hit her.

"Chat, I have to get you out of here before my parents come up here."

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Marinette's POV

I slowly cracked the door open and was finally able to see Chat's face. His blonde hair scattered across his face as sweat dripped down his forehead. A got up and out of the closet first, and it wasn't until then that at noticed I had been sitting on Chat's exposed lap the whole time.

I felt my cheeks burning up—Shit

"It's ok" He said with a smirk. I guess he had sensed my embarrassment.

He quickly zipped his suit up before exiting the closet. We both walked towards the trap window—-the same window he left out just a few hours ago. We both stood together in silence for a second.

"I guess I should..go" He said, scratching the back of his head.

"Yeah.." I mumbled.

He gave a small smile as he quietly began making his way out the window.

I thought for a second. I can't just let him leave. We can't just forget about everything that's just happened. It doesn't work like that.

"Chat, wait..!"

He turned his head. "What is it" He asked, climbing down the ladder, heading back to me.

I didn't have anything to say— I just wanted to show him that I really do like him, and that he isn't just some toy to me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. I smiled, getting on my tip toes to give him a kiss. He didn't look surprised at all. He hugged my waist as he deepened our kiss.Soon, our lips slowly parted and I noticed a smile on his face.

"Bye Chat."

"Bye, belle.