Shall We Dance?- A Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction

Chapter 18

Alya squealed so loudly that Marinette had to yank the phone away from her ear as quickly as possible. "GIRL! OH MY GOSH! CONGRATS! YOU DID IT! YOU FINALLY DID IT!"

The half-Asian girl smiled, bringing the phone back to herself when her friend's excitement died enough to be tolerable. Mari could feel her vibrating through the phone. It prompted her to roll her eyes as she inserted the needle into the skirt and pulled.

"I didn't do anything," she informed her, "That was all pretty much Adrien's doing. He's the one who asked me out."

"Yeah but it took you finally getting the courage to flirt with him to get him to do it."

"W-when did I ever flirt?" She finished the line and cut the thread, sitting the finished second layer down on her desk. Tikki sat watching her. Mari shrugged her shoulders and made a face at the phone which prompted a giggle from the little red kwami.

"How about every single week since this ball thing was announced? The date...."

"That you tricked me on."

"The dancing...."

"That he volunteered for without my prompting."

"All last week...."

"No one flirted! We were having a tiny bit of a crisis."

"Monday...."

"He wasn't there Monday or Tuesday for me to flirt with."

"Fine. Then how about all today when you dressed like Chat Noir, stood up to Chloé, wore your hair differently, made puns, and confessed your feelings for him?" Mari flinched. Maybe she shouldn't have spilled the beans about everything that had transpired that afternoon (save for the transforming, akuma fighting, and intense make-out session afterwards and the fact that she hadn't technically confessed her feelings to him).

"O-okay so I flirted today but today was the only time I did." Alya snickered on the other side.

"Right and I'm the Queen of Sheba. So what are you going to wear? Has he told you where you'll be going yet? Come on girl, I want the deets!"

Marinette chuckled and stood up, moving to go stand on her balcony. "Look, as soon as I know something, I'll be sure to tell you. Until then, we'll both be left in the dark which is what I think he wants. I think he's been planning a date for some time now."

"Then your outfit is going to have to be extra special." There was the sound of something crashing in the background and a rather loud cry which prompted Alya to sigh. "Look, the monkeys are at it again. I have to go but if he contacts you tonight, text me! Love ya! Bye!"

"Love you too and bye," she said, disconnecting the phone. Winter was finally beginning to take a hold over the city and she shivered in it, her breath appearing in tiny white clouds before disappearing into nothing. She reached for the old blanket she kept there for special occasions and nights like this. It nearly drowned her with its size. Being warm though gave her no complaint as she leaned on her railing. Across the roof tops, the glow of the city rose up, giving it an eerie, mystical tone that she sighed in wonder of; if Tikki wasn't so tired from the earlier akuma, she would be half tempted to do an impromptu patrol (if only to swing by the Agreste manor and say hello to a certain boy).

Speaking of a certain boy.... Marinette squinted in to the darkness, certain that there was something moving along the rooftops. It was sprinting. She kept her eyes on it, afraid it was an akuma, but relaxed as he got closer, revealing himself to be Chat Noir, jumping and dodging over and around the rooftops of Paris. She waved him down once he was close enough. Without any hesitation, he jumped, landing perfectly on her balcony. Marinette smirked at him. "Why Chat Noir! What an unexpected pleasure."