Sweet tooth (Sequel to ForeverTwisted)

Chapter 5 denial

Chapter 5

Plagg shifted subconsciously, as the delicate memory of Ladybug's kwami flashed through his mind once again.

Eating cheese was far from his concern while his stomach fluttered with nervous butterflies.

He was perched on his owner's bed, gazing at the cold stars outside the window. The sound of his heartbeat filling his slightly pointed ears.

As soon as they had made it back home, Adrien had curled up in his bed and fallen asleep immediately.

Plagg would have liked to do the same but for some reason, he couldn't. His small, fuzzy body trembled with an excitement that he couldn't quite explain. And whatever his being was excited about, was a matter that was still unknown to him.

His head was filled with murmurs of girls and that same strange excitement.

*just shut up already!* he told his mind crossly. *i just want to sleep!*

Plagg rolled over in the covers and shut his green eyes. Tossing and turning in his attempt to get comfortable, he grunted. No matter how hard he tried to make himself relax, he wouldn't.

"Oh come on!" Plagg growled in frustration, folding his tiny arms crossly.

Suddenly his anger melted when an image of Tikki filled his mind again. Plagg had given up on ignoring it, so he let the image linger.

The cat kwami blushed slightly, remembering the sassy, red female that he'd flirted with-

*wait, did I just admit that I flirted with her?*

He shrugged off his bewilderment, admiring the memory of her delicate features.

"Tikki..." he murmured, seeing her as if for the first time.

He remembered how her dark blue eyes sparkled when she smiled, how her cute, feathery tail quivered in excitement. He re-lived how she ducked her head when she was embarrassed. How she had cuddled in his arms when she wanted warmth in the rain. How her laugh sang in his ears whenever it rang. He remembered her small voice, her teasing smirk , her gentle touch and the sweet scent of cookies she carried...

Shaking his head, to snap himself back into reality, Plagg blinked, bewildered. How had his thinking gotten so offtrack?

He shook his head, a soft, purple blush dusting his heated cheeks. And instinctively, Plagg scratched the back of his neck shyly.

*what am I thinking? Girls are gross!*

He grimaced at where his thoughts had been taking him, but couldn't help the small smile that formed on his face.

No matter how hard he tried to convince himself that all he needed was Camembert, his heart couldn't be persuaded. Though he would try to resist it and deny his feelings, his instincts would take over eventually and make it clear of his small crush that was yet to be discovered.

-but Plagg didn't know that yet-

Plagg twitched his whiskers and he couldn't help thinking about one thing.

*Tomorrow, I might see her again...*

At this soothing realization, Plagg's mind began to calm down. And he yawned, curling up under the blankets, little head nestled under his fluffy tail.

Gradually, he was flooded with warmth.

*I wonder what it would feel like if Tikki was here, cuddling with me?*

His fur tingled at the thought. Then, he did what he'd never expect himself to do; he purred- without holding back. He purred- letting it rumble in his chest. He purred- to express his contentment.

With a relieved sigh, Plagg finally allowed himself to be carried into a gentle sleep. Overcome with a comforting darkness, he couldn't wait for tomorrow.