Miraculous One-Shots~!

Never have I ever...

A/N: So uhhh... hey! *Laughs* Sorry, I just really don't know how to start this off since I've never written anything, like ever. These are ideas that basically pop into my head that could happen between our favorite dorks. So without further ado, I present one of the cheesiest stories my mind can make up about these two oblivious love-dorks.

Marinette wasn't exactly sure when this started happening, but she wasn't necessarily complaining about it either. One night, for some inexplicable reason, a certain tomcat came upon her balcony while she was watering her plants and managed to make her stay up past 12:00 on a school night. Nearly every night now he comes over and they just talk and joke around and just enjoy each other's company. Tonight was no different.

Chat was splayed on top of her like a real cat, pawing at her hands so she could give him some kind of attention. She sighed and eventually caved in as her hands started to twist at his golden locks, moving along his head as she noticed he started to purr. She looked down at said cat and rolled her eyes fondly at him. "Just wait, chaton. I'm trying to see what we can watch." Chat immediately perked up at this, his ears alert and his tail flicking about behind him.

"NARUTO!" He exclaimed, being shut up just a moment later by her pillow smacking into his face. "My parents are still in the house, in case you've forgotten." She whisper-scolded him. "My bad," he laughs sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment at his sudden fangirliness. "But seriously," he spoke again, eyes brimming with the same excitement as when he first mentioned it. "Let's watch Naruto."

Of course he wants to watch anime, the weeb, she thought. "You must have watched that anime at least a million times by now." He crosses his arms at her statement, "No, I haven't." Marinnete's grin only grew wider, knowing how she can get this childish response from him. "You're right," She sighs melodramatically, pretending to look defeated, with a pout on her face. He smiles again (extremely unaware of the sarcasm basically dripping off her voice), "Thank you, Princ-" "You must've watched much over a million times by now," She chirps, effectively cutting him off.

He pouts and his shoulders slump, "Well fine," He says, his voice laced with annoyance. "Do you have any suggestions?" "Hmm," She puts her finger in her chin, as though she's trying to think of something, when in reality she already knew what she wanted to watch. "Yuri On Ice."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because."

"That's not an answer. Besides, I've already watched a thousand different animes because you forced me to, why can't you just watch this one?"

"Because no."

"Urgh..." She flopped dramatically onto her bed, not willing to put up so much of a fight for three reasons. One: She was tired, no matter how badly she wanted to watch it. Two: There was no getting through to her little kitty once he made up his mind about a show. And three: The entire argument would just be stupid and could wake her parents up.

"Well then what do you suggest we do instead, on Friday show night?" Chat thought about this for a while, eventually saying, "Well... do you want to play a game?" Marinette furrowed her brow. "What, like truth or dare? Don't you play these kinds of games with your friends?" Chat looked down at the floor, "Well," he sighed. "Up until recently, I haven't been allowed to leave my house unless I was under strict supervision, so I never started going to school until this year or went out. In fact, my closest friends were barely made this year, and I haven't really gotten the chance to play games like this with them..."

Marinette was stunned, she knew that before he didn't have much of a social life until recently, but what he just described sounded like utter isolation. "We can play a game... though maybe not truth or dare..." She trailed off, if he started asking her embarrassing stuff, she wouldn't be able to deny it, especially about her crush on Adrien. Instead, a new idea popped into her head.