When The Chats Away The Mice Play

Chat Tails

He awoke blinking at a sleeping Marinette, he smiled softly, still cradling her warm body in his arms. He gently stroked her raven-black hair. His throat felt tight and his chest heavy, but he ignored it, indulging himself in Marinette's sweet scent.

He glanced at his ring for a moment, just to check, seeing that he hadn't really used his powers her had only lost one pad. He sighed in relief and relaxed himself under the soft blanket. Marinette began to stir, so as to not startle her he gently brushed her shoulder and whispered her name, "Marinette," he breathed, "don't be afraid it's just me, Ad- Chat Noir."

"Chat?" She inquired rubbing her eye with her fist, "what are you doing here? Oh yeah, never mind, I-told- uh Ladybug! Ladybug told you that you needed to guard me..." She tried to cover up her slip but Chat seemed to notice and sat up.

"I? Marinette, what are you talking about?" He asked disbelief ringing his voice, "what did you mean by that?"

"Nothing, I just mixed up my words, I'm still half asleep you know," she argued, hoping he wouldn't question any further.

Still not fully believing her he responded with a fake grin, "Oh yeah, silly me." As she moved to wrap the blanket back around him he started to ponder.

I-is she Ladybug? Why else would she sound so nervous when she insisted it wasn't her...then again she was still waking up. Hmm, I'm gonna keep an eye on her.
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That was close, too close. She had to be more precise and careful, if she had finished her sentence that would've been it, Chat would know that she's Ladybug.

This is more difficult than it ought to be.

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Author's Note

Sorry it's been so long! And sorry it's so short I've just been really busy, I hope you enjoyed!