Superheroes & Sweethearts

10

I can't help but glare at the photo chat sent me. He's reclined against what looks like a hotel bedframe, I see the corner of a laptop by his thigh, a water bottle by his elbow.

I really wish my suit had a zipper.

"Tikki, spots off." I sigh and head towards my bed.

"Marinette, you know the kwami's aren't supposed to be used for that sort of.. thing."

"I know, Tikki." I sigh, "But Chat started it, and I really do miss him." I mumble the end, sort of hoping Tikki can't hear it.

"Your suit does have a zipper." She sighs.

"It does?" My brows furrow as I look at her, "Where?"

"On your back. It's hidden. The only reason your suits can be removed is because of the past holders of the miraculous. They would fall in love, and they would reveal their identities to be together. So, Plagg and I added a zipper to the suits, in an effort to give the holders what they want, without needing to reveal themselves."

I let Tikki eat a couple cookies, and then transform again, reaching behind me and finding the zipper, hidden under a small flap of fabric down my spine. Ah ha! With an almost evil giggle, I take out my yo-yo, opening the camera feature. I pull down the fabric, lightly push my arms together, and expose the tops of my breasts. To add to it, I reach up, pulling one of the Adrien photos from his underwear shoot down off my pin board and bite it between my teeth. I can't help but grin as I snap the photo and hit send.

I caption it, "Still think he's better."

I put the photo back and zip my suit back up, feeling giddy and nervous. I've never done anything like that before, but it was a bit.. exhilarating.

And then I hear the familiar sound of my yo-yo, I'm getting a call. I don't need to look to know who's calling me, but I look anyways.

I was right, Chat Noir, his name lights up the screen.

I hit answer, and I don't even say hello before he speaks, "What are you doing?"

I only hum, feigning innocence, "What ever are you talking about?"

"M'lady, are you trying to start a war?"

"What if I am?"

"It's a war you will lose."

I sigh, "Well, I have all these photos of Adrien Agreste, you know, your competition.."

He laughs, "I don't think he's much competition. You don't even know him in person."

"Who says I don't?"

"Hm?" 

"Maybe I do know him. Who knows." He's silent for a long moment. "What? Cat got your tongue?" I tease. 

"M'lady, I want you to really look at the photo I sent you, and the photos you have of Adrien."

"Why? So I can decide who I want more?"

"Sure, you can do that. Or you can look at the similarities."

And then he hangs up. What the hell?

I sit staring at my yo-yo for a while, trying to process what he meant by his words. "look at the similarities." What is he like Adrien's long lost twin brother or something? He's not Felix, I know that for sure.

But then there's the possibility that Adrien is Chat Noir.

I shove that thought straight back down, because there is no way I just sent that photo to him, or made out with Adrien Agreste. I still do as Chat said though, I look between the photo he sent me, and the multiple photos I have of Adrien. 

I will admit, their body shape is very similar. The broad shoulders, the toned stomach, the green eyes and blond hair.

I just need a way to confirm it. So, I text Adrien, as though I'm just checking up on him, asking what country he's in now, where he was previously.

'Nice to hear from you Mari! I finished a shoot in London a couple days ago, and now I'm in Poland. The food is much better here :) '

I drop my phone onto my bed.

Oh, shit.