-Chat Noir-

Chat sat on top of the roof, the sun was out, and the air seemed to be warmer than usual. He wasn't complaining either way. His legs criss crossed carefully at his ankles.

He thoughtfully looked at his stick, ladybug had been ignoring his calls lately.

It had been two days since their intimate encounter, and Chat Noir worried that it could have been the last time they were going to see each other.

He missed her terribly, and he didn't get a chance to see her since then.

The akumatized assailant didn't show up either. Chat hadn't seen her in some time either.

The streets of Paris remained quiet. He wished he could have said the same about his mind.

He retracted his stick and put it back behind his back.

Chat shuddered as he sighed.

He could still feel her on his lips, at times when he tried to sleep his mind would carry him back to that unforgettable moment.

He wanted to go back. He wanted to live back to when it happened.

He could still taste her on his tongue.

He sighed and carefully stood up, the bones in his back cracking with ease.

He carefully slipped off the building and sprinted home.

-Marinette-

Marinette had stayed inside all day. Alya came once or twice to check in on Marinette, but she wasn't doing too well.

Marinette stepped out of the shower. Her head pounded severely, and her stomach hurt. The stress had finally gotten down to her.

She hadn't heard from him in some time either. She was aware that he tried to reach out to her a couple of times, but she didn't want to talk to him. At least for the time being. She was embarrassed and she was ashamed.

All she could remember was the look on his face right before she left.

She was angry with herself. She didn't even know what came over her. She felt that because she was caught in the moment she inwardly led him on. She liked Adrien, she only ever liked Adrien.

The thought of sharing that moment with Chat instead of Adrien only bothered her more than she could have possibly imagined.

She breathed in deeply, and wiped her eyes. She dried herself carefully and slipped into her bedroom.

Marinette carefully threw herself in her bed.

Tikki had slept most of the day. The two of them had been exhausted looking non-stop for the evilized victim.

Marinette held her face shyly, as he eyes closed.

She tried everything she could to avoid thinking about her encounter with Chat Noir. She needed to focus on more important things.

Tikki cuddled until the pillows, her face almost buried.

Marinette shuddered, she could still remember the way he felt. She could even still feel his lips, as well as how delicate his tongue explored her.

She clenched her fists. How could she do this? To Adrien, and her parents.

Adrien wouldn't want someone like her... And her parents would hate her if they knew what she did.

Marinette was sure she was overreacting, but she couldn't will away the voices in her head that seem to contradict the possibility.

She turned to her side and rubbed her temples, as her eyes flickered beneath her lids.

Tikki hadn't said a word about it, though Marinette was aware that she knew. The embarrassment didn't sink in, until only a few hours after she had reverted that night.

She didn't mean to be so cold towards him. It was the last thing she wanted.

She could still hear his voice, and the hurt etched in the tone of his voice.

She eventually closed her eyes. She eventually let it wonder to their current situation.

They both needed to work together to attain hawk moths latest akuma.

She worried it would have been awkward between the two of them.

She had hoped that the two of them could have forgotten about it, and go about to doing their business and work together as a team.

Her brow furrowed.

Knowing him, she knew he wouldn't let it go. It would have probably been the first thing he'd bring up.

He slowly relaxed her face.

It was her first time, she knew either of them wouldn't be able to forget it.

She found a heavily feeling in the pit of her stomach.

She often contemplated talking to Alya about the situation.

But how would she word it?

She couldn't tell her the entire truth. If so, she couldn't do it without blowing her identity as ladybug.

She could tell her the general situation, that she had lost her virginity, but she cringed at the thought.

It seemed completely out of her character and Alya would question that.

In fact, she knew Alya would question just about everything.

The sad part was, Marinette didn't know who she even shared that moment with. She didn't know Chat Noir's real identity, so she couldn't explain that question even if she tried.

She eventually decided that she didn't need to tell Alya, at least not yet.

She pressed her lips together and eventually let herself sleep.

-ADRIEN-

Adrien sat at his desk, his face with a deep grimace as he noticed the class starting to fill in. Often he thought about simply getting up and leaving, but he was sure his father wouldn't approve.

Alya sat behind him. Marinette who was usually beside her didn't show up to class.

Nino slid into the seat next to Adrien.

"Why the sad face, man?" He asked curiously.

Adrien blinked, unaware of his obvious sad state of affair, he quickly shook off the look on his face.

Adrien offered a weary smile.

"Oh, it's nothing. Just a little tired." He said softly.

Adrien slowly slipped into the back of his mind as Nino smiled and patted him on the shoulder in reassurance.

He felt bad for lying to his friend, but if he told him the truth he would know that he was Chat Noir.

That was the last thing Adrien wanted. He trusted Nino with secrets, but he feared this was something he couldn't handle. Plus, Adrien felt he wouldn't understand the current situation he was now undergoing with ladybug.

He looked at the board ahead of them as the class grew quiet. The instructor cleared her throat and began to start the class.

Adrien rubbed the back of his neck as worry nagged at him.

Ladybug had been ignoring him for quite some time, and she still had yet to even make an appearance.

Thought their current assailant hadn't. Showed up yet, it simply made the situation more worrisome and suspicious. It gave him all the more reason to keep looking and watch the streets at night as best as they could.

He was sure ladybug wouldn't deny that obligation. He was sure that he was going to see her that night, during their usual patrol.

He inwardly smiled. He couldn't wait to see her again..

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