Marichat May 2020

Day 3 - Mouse

Marinette took a deep breath and steeled herself. It was no surprise to her that he was showing up at her door, but it still baffled her.

She pushed open the trapdoor and looked up at the bright grin Chat Noir was giving her, seeing the moonlight leave a silver lining around his frame.

"Good evening princess," he said, giving her a small, two-finger salute. Despite knowing his efforts were futile, she moved aside so that he could drop down onto her bed, watching him with a raised eyebrow.

"The answer's no, Chat," she spoke firmly, seeing him pout. She turned her head quickly so she wouldn't see the babydoll eyes he always tried to give her.

"But Mari," he said, dragging her name out. She climbed down her ladder, walking back over to her desk to finish up her homework and pretending to ignore him.

"But you'd be so great on our team," he told her, and she snickered a little. "And the name Multimouse sounds so cool!"

"You're gonna have to come up with something better than that," she teased, glancing at him as he sat down on her chaise. "I've heard that one a million times now."

"Just you wait," he said, pointing a finger at her. "I'll come up with a reason so good that there will be no way you can prove me wrong," he told her, and she rolled her eyes, unable to stop a small smile from forming on her lips.

"Whatever you say, Chat," she teased, hearing him grumble something incoherent.

Marinette continued her homework as he lounged on her chaise. She heard him lightly snoring a few times, and she felt herself getting tired as well. When she'd finally finished her last assignment, she put her head down to catch a breath and was never able to pick it back up.

When her eyes fluttered open again, she was in her bed. She just barely caught a glimpse of Chat's tail as he took off, and she fell back asleep with a smile on her face.

Marinette knew he wasn't going to give up, but she hadn't expected him to actually come up with a better reason.

For the next few weeks, he came back every night, a significant change from only coming on the nights when he was on patrol duty. She began to make a mental list of all the reasons he came up with, just to make sure he didn't repeat one.

"You're amazing," was one of the first things he came back with. She'd rolled her eyes, but he'd insisted. Despite the way it made her heart flutter slightly, she couldn't peg that one as a "better" reason.

"Your powers would be an important asset," was the first one that made her waver for just a moment. He'd explained seven different scenarios in which Multimouse's powers would be their saving grace, and if it weren't for the fact that she would have to be both Ladybug and Multimouse in those situations, she would have given in right there.

"You saved us from one of the most threatening Akumas!" was the one when she noticed he'd started getting slightly desperate. Of course, she agreed with him, but that didn't mean she was gonna agree to take the Miraculous back. He'd sulked for 43 minutes straight after she denied him on that one.

The next night, she watched the clock, knowing the exact time when she would hear the knock on her trapdoor. She pushed it open just as he landed, watching him blink in surprise.

"Hi," he said, jumping down onto her bed. She heard him follow her down the ladder, and she turned to look at him, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Let's hear your pitch for today," she smirked, watching his eyes light up. She sat down in her desk chair, giggling to herself as she watched him get excited.

"Okay. Hear me out. There's no proof for this one, but I know for a fact that it's true," he told her, his smile wide and confident. She nodded, tilting her head as she listened.

"If you'd joined our team when I first asked, we would have beaten Hawkmoth the next day," he spoke, looking at her like he expected a round of applause. She narrowed her eyes at him, bursting out into laughter a second later.

"Is that the best you've got?" she got out between taking deep breaths and laughing again. He deflated, his shoulders drooping and his ears going flat against his head. Her heart twinged, and she stopped laughing, not sure if he was playing up his defeat or if he was actually upset. She walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Chat. I can't," she spoke softly, and he inhaled slowly. She watched as his ears lifted slowly off his head, and he turned to look at her.

"I guess I'll just have to keep coming back with even better reasons," he sighed dramatically, giving her a small smirk. "How does that sound, princess?" he asked, moving closer to her. She blinked at his proximity, feeling her cheeks grow warm.

"Uh, y-yeah," she stuttered, letting her hand fall off his shoulder and backing away slightly. She noticed that he was blushing too, and Marinette realized something just then.

She really wouldn't mind. 

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sorry for posting this one late! things have gotten kinda crazy around here, but hopefully I'll be able to get back on track. 

thank you all for reading! 

mel x