Epilogue

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Marinette's POV
I've had a headache all afternoon. I blanked in the middle of French, and after that something had just seemed... off.

As soon as I got home I went straight to bed and called Adrien. My adorkable boyfriend flew through the trap door with about 8 Disney movies and a gallon of icecream before detransforming next to me.

"I heard m'lady wasn't feeling well... mind if I join you?"

"What are you wearing?" I laughed, looking over the ladybug onesie I made him a few months ago.

"Kid's been wearing that thing all month. He's obsessed with it. I think he might even love it more than you...or cheese!"

"Plagg," Tikki mused, "we really need to discuss your dietary habits."

"Have fun with that Tikki. And this, this was a gift from my princess. And it just so happens to be very comfy. Purr-fect for movies. Now I believe you have a chat noir one as well? It would be meow-valous if... hmph-"

"I'll do whatever you want if you stop with the puns." I admitted as I threw a pillow at his face.

"Deal!" He grinned. I grabbed my corresponding onesie from my drawer, slipping it on over the pajamas I was already wearing.

When I got back onto my bed, Adrien already had my laptop in hand.

"I still can't believe Lila tried to steal the miraculous'." He thought out loud as he scrolled through the news. That was the story of the week. Lila Rossi attempted to steal the miracle box, but was caught and arrested. She was charged as a Hawkmoth sympathizer and was only caught because my date with Adrien was cancelled due to his first ever detention.

"Can you imagine what she could've done if it worked?" I asked, though my pondering was cut short by a sharp pain in my head.

"Gah!" I seethed, putting my head into my hands. Flashes of orange, purple, and white filled my mind, almost as if I had slammed into some mental wall.

"Mari! Are you alright?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." I panted, slowly coming back to my senses. "So what do you say about that Disney marathon?"

"On it!"

And the rest of the night we sat just like that. His arm wrapped around me as we ate our problems away with a gallon of rocky road and Tangled.

"I love you." He whispered before kissing the top of my head, my vision fading as I slowly began to drift to sleep.

"Good night, m'lady."

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