In Love with a Black-Leathered Criminal {COMPLETED}

Part 3

"Come in," A cheerful voice came from behind the door that Marinette knocked on. She gently pushed the door open, greeting Adrien with a soft smile.

"Here are the designs you asked for," She said, setting a folder down on his desk. Adrien noticed a small yawn escape her lips, remembering her comment from 2 nights before.

"How late did you stay up working on these?" He asked, looking up from the papers.

"What do you mean?"

"How late did you stay up working?" He repeated himself, with a more demanding tone.

"I-it wasn't much, I'm fine,"

"Mari, you need to take care of yourself," He stood from his desk, giving her a sympathetic smile with furrowed eyebrows. "I didn't give you too much work, did I?"

"N-no..." She rubbed her arm as she avoided his gaze. Adrien sighed, knowing she would continue this habit whether he told her to stop or not.

"Marinette, go home early and get some rest," Marinette opened her mouth before quickly closing it, realizing she couldn't argue with her boss. Despite being her boss, Marinette and Adrien were friends from high school. He cared about her health and safety. He had become more and more concerned about her well being since he started visiting her as Chat. As Marinette left, Adrien found his eyes resting on her swaying hips, enchanted by their movement. He shook his head, freeing him of his thought as his office door closed again.

Marinette laid in her bed, feeling the cool late-night air coming through her window. Despite the early June heat, nights would cool down when the clock hit around 10:00 pm. The nap she took earlier kept her awake, so she sat in her bed at 3 am, hoping to become tired soon. Marinette sighed, seeing her kwami sound asleep on her nightstand. Marinette got up from her bed and made her way to the kitchen, wearing only a sports bra and black shorts. She searched through the fridge, finding nothing appetizing to her at the time and closing it to sit on the couch.

"Marinette!" Chat suddenly appeared on the balcony, his voice slightly muffled from the glass door between them. Marinette's body jerked, before reluctantly getting up and letting the blonde inside. "What are you doing up so late! You need to rest!"

"Chat, I just can't sleep," She groaned, sitting back down on the couch.

"Have you actually tried falling asleep?" Chat cocked an eyebrow, leaning against the glass door with his arms crossed in front of him.

"Well..." Her voice trailed. She knew she wasn't tired, and there was no way she could fall asleep now, so there was no sense in trying. Chat's face fell flat, with a slight appearance of irritation.

"Marinette..." He sat next to her on the couch, setting a hand on her shoulder. She flinched at his touch, not because she was uncomfortable, but because of the sudden attention. Along with her body, she felt her heart flinch, flutter almost. "Mari, you need to take care of yourself,"

"That's exactly what my boss said," The line took Chat back for a moment. He didn't mean to quote his civilian self, but she needed to know that he cared about her, both as Adrien and as Chat. "Well Chat, If you say so... I'll go try and sleep," She got up, heading back to her room before looking back over her shoulder to Chat. "Now go home and get some rest..."