Betrayed By He. (Miraculous fanfic)

The Start of a better ending

"Plagg, Claws out!" A smile was finally present on my face ever since Marinette had woke up.

I could feel my heart pumping again, and I felt more alive then ever. To have her back was incredible, and now knowing who Ladybug was something remarkable too.

"Wait I wasn't finished eatinggg-" Plagg squealed, dropping his cheese onto my bedroom carpet, and I transform into Cat Noir. 

I ran roof to roof, head to the hospital to see Mari again. So much joy was present, and I couldn't wait to see her again and see how she was doing. My heart didn't stop beating, not just because I ran all the way to the hospital, but also that Marinette made it beat every time I was going to see her or just looked at her.

I entered the hospital through Mari's hospital room's window. The sound of my boots hitting the concrete floor made her shoot her head up from the book she was reading. She was sitting on her bed, her legs wrapped in the thin white blankets.

I smirked and sat next to her on the edge of the bed. "M'lady." I placed my hand on her cheek

"Chat." She nuzzled her cheek in my palm, and then she looked up at me. 

I moved to the other side of the bed so I could rest my back on the bed frame and have my legs on the bed.

I crossed my ankles and looked at the book that rested in Mari's lap. "What are you reading?"

She shrugged and giggled softly, "Nothing really... just some magazine that was laying on my night stand..."

"Ooh, can I see?" I figured it was the magazines that were from her place. The ones of me. I couldn't help but chuckle inside my head about it though. It was kinda cute in a way.

She blushed to see my smirk, and hesitatingly handing me the magazine. 

"Let's see what we got here." I grabbed it from her, and set it in my lap as I looked at the front page, since that's where I would recognize if this magazine was about me or partially. And secondly, the brand my father advertised his clothing on, was the same kind of magazine brand. La Mode. 

I flipped the magazine and saw the cover was indeed me. My smirk became wider and I chuckled.

Mari took the magazine from me."The nurse brought it in."

"Sure." I stretched the word a little when I said it.

She set the magazine on the nightstand and crossed arms around her chest., looking down trying to hide her blush, but I still could see it.

I kissed her rosier cheek and she giggled. 

"Did you just get done with patrolling or something?" She asked, looking up at me.

I shook my head, knowing why she asked at the way she looked up and down me. "Plagg was getting on my nerves and wanted him to stop bothering me..." I sat up, crossing my legs together and placing the side of my face in the palm of my hand as my elbow rested against my knee.

She chuckled, "It's interesting how much personality our Kwami's have... and how much you really start think of them as your very own friend besides a creature that grants you abilities..."

"Plagg kinda feels like an annoying child that won't stop asking for food..." I laughed, and so did she.

"What does your Kwami eat?"

"Camembert."

"Doesn't it smell bad though?"

I nodded, "It's terrible..."