Chat Noir always took the hits for Ladybug during their akuma battles. She never got hit. Or, at least, that's what he thought.
She had taken numerous hits time and time again. If Chat knew... well, he wouldn't be very happy with her. He felt that...
Adrien sat at his desk, hand folded up and under his chin. He stared at the seemingly harmless picture that was on his computer screen. It was a picture of Nino, Alya, Marinette, and Rose. They were painting a banner for the Homecoming dance and Marinette had to make off her signature jacket she always wore and simply wore a pink tank top instead, and that's when he saw it. The amount of strange and different scars that sat on her skin. Many simply looked like knife wounds, some small, and some extremely thick, there were some that had looked like she had gotten stabbed with a fork and a bunch of super thick needles and her could swear one looked like a bullet wound. Adrien sat in utter confusion and disbelief.
'Did she do this to herself?' Adrien thought about it, Marinette seemed like a pretty happy person... but then again, she could be masking her pain, like he was.
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Marinette sat in her desk chair while Alya fiddled with her hair, curling into big, beautiful curls that sat nicely in their place. Marinette had let her grow out down to her hips in the past few years ad it looked fabulous on her. Her pigtails may have been much longer, but Marinette could pull it off.
"Alya...." Alya continued to to curl Marinette's hair and answered with a quick 'yes?'.
"I think I should tell you." Alya almost dropped the curling iron, burning her finger in the process. Alya had been waiting for this for almost five years, Marinette had assured her many times it wasn't self harm, but Alya never could trust that was the truth considering most of them looked like knife wounds.
"Before I tell you why I got them, I'm going to tell you how." Marinette stood up and carefully stripped her shirt as not to ruin her curls, she walked over to her bathroom and threw it in her dirty clothes basket, she was about to change anyway. She started pointing out scars and how she got them.
"These four right here are knifes. This one here I got slammed with a mace." Marinette pointed to her shoulder, "A bunch of needles got thrown at really fast and head on. This one... well I just got shot." She said as she pointed to her forearm.
She touched her back, where the biggest one of all was, from her left shoulder, to her right hip, was a scar. It was an inch wide and terrifying to look at. "That one was the work of a katana."
Marinette then pointed down to her stomach and right above her her hip on her left side. "Now, there I was branded." The brand had a crow on it, and omen of death and destruction. The brand was very detailed and Marinette still remembered it like it was yesterday. Marinette finally looked up at Alya. She face was pale and Marinette worried she may have gone into shock.
"Alya?" Marinette shook her friend and that seemed to take her out of her trance. The thing was, Alya wasn't scared anymore, she was downright pissed.
"Marinette! How in the hell did this happen. You seem so nonchalant about this, like it's nothing! I ca-" Marinette shushed her and began to speak.
"Let me explain, please." Alya pinched the bridge of her nose, clearly stressed out with the whole situation.
"I save Paris on a daily basis Alya, I'm going to have battle scars." Marinette looked up to Alya waiting for her to connect the dots. It took a few seconds but Marinette knew when she put the pieces together. Alya's eyes widened and she covered her mouth as tears rolled from her beautiful dark eyes.
"Oh Marinette...." Alya ran into her arms, keeping Marinette in a tight hold.
"Alya... what's the matter?" Alya took off her glasses and rubbed her tears away best she could., but they just kept flowing.
"Y-you're always s-s-saving Par-r-is a-and I-I-I-you are just s-so amazing." Marinette took her into a hug and held her close.
"Thank you Alya." She pulled away and burst into laughter. Marinette gave her a confused look.
"My bestie is Ladybug! Oh my- wow." Marinette sheepishly rubbed her neck. Alya looked her body up and down again, her eyes becoming dark with anger. She grabbed a nearby roll of fleece fabric and started beating Marinette with it.
"You. Stupid. Ass. Bitch!" Marinette screamed, the attack startled her and was not what she expected. Alya continued to hit Marinette with the roll.
"If you don't start being more careful, I'll tell that damned cat and I'm sure he won't be happy to hear about his lady love's abundance of scars..." Alya threw the blue fabric onto Marinette's desk while Marinette stood up and got off the floor, Marinette didn't say anything back as she walked over to the mirror to look at her almost naked physique.
"Marinette, you know he loves you right? More than anything. He would kill himself just to keep you out of harms way. You need to be more careful, it would destroy him to lose you." Marinette turned around, clearly shocked.
"What do you mean 'He loves me'?" Alya looked at her.
"You seriously didn't know...?" Marinette looked down at the floor, her face covered in a deep blush.
"I thought it was just something he did to every girl." Alya looked her dead in the eyes and put her hand on her shoulder.
"No hun, just you. He would hang himself for you babe." Marinette's blush deepened.
"I-I have loved him for so long, a year maybe... I just thought it was an act. It killed me every time he looked me in the eye... I just wanted to kiss him. He just makes me feel so... hot and bothered. He's just gotten so sexy." Alya burst out laughing. What the two girls didn't notice was the trap door slowly open.
"Oh my Mari. You have the hots for Chat Noir, you would fuck him if you could!" Marinette's face turned a bright read and she tackled Alya. Both girls laid on the floor, they jumped up when someone cleared their thoat. Adrien's head popped through the trap door.
"Oh my gosh! Adrien!" Marinette covered her chest and ran to hind behind Alya.
"Damn Agreste, don't you fucking knock? If you wanted to see Marinette naked all you had to do was ask perv." Adrien's face was already red from what he heard Alya say to Marinette, that only made it worse. To only make it even worse, he just saw her entire top half naked except or her bra-covered chest. Adrien covered his eyes to let her get something on.
"You're fine Adrien, just...how much did you hear?" Adrien removed his hand away from his face. He grinned.
"I heard enough to know Marinette would let the alley cat bone her." Alya and Adrien snickered.
"I hate you both!"
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The only thing Adrien could think about that night was what Marinette had said.
"I-I have loved him for so long, a year maybe... I just thought it was an act. It killed me every time he looked me in the eye... I just wanted to kiss him. He just makes me feel so... hot and bothered. He's just gotten so sexy."
"Fuck."
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