Chat Noir didn't show up last night, and Marinette couldn't help but feel disappointed. She knew that they hadn't made plans to see one another tonight, and maybe Chat had decided seeing her twice, two nights in a row was rather risky, but she still couldn't shake the bitter feeling of rejection.
She was gonna tear herself apart the more she kept thinking about everything that was going on in her life this much. So much of her mind was being occupied by the Soul Link. By Chat Noir. By Adrien. By other things she had barely paid any attention to. She wasn't even aware if there was supposed to be homework done for today, but at this point, she didn't even care. She'd take the consequences of not having done the work. She just couldn't care less right now.
There was a large part of her that felt like she was being a massive traitor. She felt like these feelings, these emotions that she was having towards Chat made her betray Adrien. Like she was doing something forbidden behind his back. It wasn't the same feeling she would get if she was cheating on him, not that she knew what that felt like... But it felt like she was just being unloyal. How long has she wanted that blond boy to see her?... And now she was falling for Chat?...
But her heart still pounded to think about Adrien Agreste...
Her heart was being torn between two different boys, and she felt like she was betraying both of them. Of course, she knew she was being irrational. She had never entered any sort of relationship with either of them... Despite her longing to, but she still couldn't help but feel guilty as hell about it all.
Thinking about all of this before going to bed wasn't helping her get to sleep at all. All it did was hinder the poor girl's efforts at getting to sleep. Was it wrong of her to like Chat Noir as well as Adrien? Did she like Chat more than she did Adrien?... Was that because Chat had always been there, loyally stood by her side when the Akuma had attacked, always having her back, and making sure she was safe, recklessly charging in like a lunatic to ensure her safety above his own. Was it how he had taken an interest in the more wild side to her personality, the more confident and brave part of her persona, or was it how he had taken an interest in her regular persona, the flawed, clumsy, stuttering one? Or was it that he had taken an interest in both?... That he'd been interested in the full picture
She wasn't getting anywhere by thinking about it this much... But it was impossible to stop thinking about all of it. Like it was set to remind her every second of her conscious state. No matter how much she tried, no matter how much she wanted to, she could never shake off these thoughts.
Dealing with a crush on Adrien Agreste, handsome, smart, intelligent and kind model, was difficult enough... Dealing with a crush on him and on the other half of the hero of Paris duo, Chat Noir... Dealing with double the emotions wasn't doing any good for her.
She sighed to herself, for maybe the hundred-and-fiftieth time that night alone. All she wanted was a simple solution... That really was the only thing she could ask for at this point.
Tap tap tap.
Not the solution she was looking for, but she'd take it.
She moved her head to the side and saw two glowing green eyes staring back at her. To anyone else, it would have been like something straight out of a horror movie, but Marinette had seen these sparkling emerald eyes a thousand times before. They gave her a certain feeling of comfort and warmth, like a guardian angel was watching over her and protecting her.
He had come tonight?
Throwing her covers off herself, she jumped from her bed and onto her wooden floor, not making a noise with her light landing, and practically skipped her way to her window, to fling it open for the dark clothed hero.
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MariChat: Soul Link (SoulMates AU)
FanfictionA soul linked, near and afar, She loves you simply for who you are. Behind a mask her truth may lie, But other times, she is clear as the sky. You know not her face, only as half, She knows you, via photograph. ...