To Heal a Broken Heart

Chapter 9

It took Chat twice as long to get to THE spot, not because he wasn't strong enough to carry Marinette through Paris but because he wanted to do it safely and with minimum discomfort for his princess. Meanwhile, the girl was clinging to him for her life. Marinette wasn't terrified of the heights, she was used to them. She just didn't have enough experience of not being in control when up high on the roofs. The second he scooped her in his arms, Marinette closed her eyes and decided that you cannot be afraid of what you cannot see. It was a new, wonderful, secure feeling of being held tight by his strong arms. She felt the light wind in her hair and she could hear the rapid heartbeat of a heart in his chest, but the most comfort she was coming from being close to him, from the warmth his body eliminated, shared with her all this time when he was carrying her into the unknown.

"Keep your eyes closed, Marinette. We are almost there"

She giggled and leaned closer to him. "It's better to be really good, Chat. I am risking my life here."

"Well, if you don't like it, I am willing to accept your revenge – you can carry me."

She laughed and imagined how proud he must be with himself and his horrible jokes right now before replying. "I am the luckiest person in a city to get such a dork date for Valentine's. Yay! Just my luck."

Chat laughed back. "You wound me, princess! By the way, we are here!"

The cat-boy let Marinette down and covered her eyes with the palms of his hands. "Are you ready?"

She nodded and opened her eyes as soon as he let his hands down. Wow! What she saw there overweighed all of her expectations and anything she could've ever dreamed about. The place looked amazing - just the right amount of old-world charm and romanticism, it looked like it came off straight from the most prestigious magazine cover in Paris - a decently sized flat roof with a small rusty brick wall all around and a small opening in one place that was decorated by a beautiful iron railing to let the view of the Seine in. The view was gorgeous! But what took her breath away were the flowers that covered the whole place! There were hundreds and hundreds of roses, different colours, and shapes, with delicate white accents and some green inserts. All of them stood in colour-coordinated bouquets on different high platforms so she could see all of them at once. Pink, yellow, white, red, multicolour – any colour Marinette could think of she could find here. The aroma was incredible and tantalizing. It hit her right away and her head went spinning from incredible sensations.

The girl gasped and covered her mouth in shock. "Chat... This is incredible! How did you...? That must have cost you a fortune..."

Chat was nervous. He had never gone on a date before and he really wanted to impress Marinette, so he spent as much as he could without causing any suspicions from Natalie or his father. But Marinette was worth it! She was his Princess! He gave up his love for Ladybug for her and he intended to make the most of their relationship. The boy nervously waited for her reaction and when he saw her excitement, a grin exploded on his face. A sudden rush of joy and pride filled him.

"You like it, Marinette?"

The girl looked at him with astonishment on her face. "Like it? Chat, I love it!!! This is absolutely breathtaking! How did you manage to do it?"

He grinned harder and winked at her. "I have my ways and sources, princess. Don't worry about it. The main thing is that you like it."

Marinette was still looking around, walking between flowers, touching them, smelling them, trying to remember everything, every small detail. "This is... magnificent!"

She approached Chat again, hugged him softly and placed a light kiss on his lips, causing him to blush slightly as he kissed her back.

"Anything for you, my love."