Love;Lost (COMPLETE)

**9**

Two Weeks Later

Marinette hummed as she worked on another design, Tikki braiding a small part of her hair. She heard a knock on her window and smiled while Tikki quickly hid. She got it and Chat smiled, holding a bouquet of roses to her nose. "Chat, they're beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you," he kissed her cheek and she blushed. They lied down on her bed as she held one of the roses on her hand, her leaning on him as he held her waist. He was dying to ask her something. "Marinette," she hummed. "Are we dating?"

"Why do you ask?" Blush spread across her face.

"B-because we've been making out for two weeks now," he blushed as she turned to him. "I-it's okay if we're not I'm just-" she cut him off by pressing her lips to his. He blushed and kissed her back. She pulled away soon after.

"Of course we are you stupid cat," she giggled and leaned on him again, playing with the rose. "You're a real idiot."

He didn't know much about love but he knew if she called you an idiot, you were a lucky guy.

"Thanks Princess," he dug his head into the back of her neck and she giggled. She put her hand on hers and he smiled at how small her hands were compared to his. "I love you."

"I love you too." He kissed her cheek and she smiled.

"Marinette! Alyas here to see you!" Sabine yelled and Chat yelped and quickly crawled out of her trapdoor and stayed still on her balcony.

Marinette smiled as he friend came up. "H-Hey Alya. What're you doing here?" She asked, her voice shaky.

"You said we could study on our chemistry test," Alya laughed. "God girl. If you weren't pretty you would be lost in this world."

"Uhm thanks?" Marinette giggled and grabbed her chemistry book and they sat on the floor and talked over the questions.

Alya saw the roses. "Who gave you the roses?" Marinette and Chat blushed.

"Uhm, some guy came in and gave them to me."

"Was he hot?" She bit on the top of her pen.

Alya looked at her and Marinette blushed. "Y-Yeah I would say he was." Alya smirked at her.

"What was his name?"

"I never got it." She smiled and Alya sighed.

"Well that sucks," Chat banged into her potted plants and Alya stood up. "What on earth was that!" She ran up to her bed and opened the trapdoor, gasping at seeing Chat Noir standing on the balcony. "Chat Noir! What're you doing here?" Alya asked,

"I'm on an early patrol and thought I'd stop by and get a smell of the greatest pastries in Paris!" He lied easily and Marinette smiled that he was covering. It started raining, hard, as soon as he finished his lie.

"Come in! We wouldn't want you catching a cold!" Marinette offered and he nodded and hoped through the trapdoor. She gave him a towel and he dried his hair off, making it wilder and softer.