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Soul Marks	By : Cat_Eyes Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 2395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug. Miraculous Ladybug is the intellectual property of Thomas Astruc and released by Zag studios. No profit was made writing this story.

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Saturday night arrived and Marinette still had doubts. She and Chat Noir had agreed to confess their secrets tonight, and Marinette was nervous. She suspected Chat Noir wanted to reveal his identity, but he had no idea of what she had to say. She hoped he would be happy, or at lest, accepting.
Marinette had been a bundle of nervous energy all day, and even Alya had remarked upon it as they hung out at the park. Marinette couldn't tell her why, so Alya had gotten frustrated. Marinette had grown irritated in return, scolding Alya for using her "journalistic instincts" as an excuse to be invasive and insensitive.
Marinette regretted her outburst immediately after she had said it, and Alya looked ashamed of herself, as well. They apologised, then separated to go home in silence. Marinette thought that once this mess was dealt with, she and Chat Noir could tell Alya about it, assuming tonight went well.
'Why don't you prepare some snacks?' Tikki suggested. 'You know the old adage about the best way to a man's heart. You also know how he loves those cream buns, so I say, butter that boy up.'
Marinette seized the distraction, suppressing the image of coating Chat Noir in butter. She rushed to the kitchen and assembled a platter of the day's leftover stock. She also made drinks and hefted the heavy tray up to her desk. Marinette sat in her desk chair and chewed her thumbnail as she waited. A light drizzle began, and she hoped Chat Noir would be careful on the slippery rooftops.
Finally, there was a dull thud followed by a rapping against her roof access hatch. She climbed up her ladder and ushered Chat Noir inside. He leapt straight down into her room, avoiding her bed as much as possible, as droplets slid down his hair and shoulders.
'I'll get you a towel. Just, wait here a sec,' Marinette instructed as she raced down her ladder once more. She came back with a large white towel to see Chat Noir standing exactly where she had left him, staring longingly at the pastries.
Throwing the towel over his head, she said, 'dry off and you can eat.'
'Thanks, Princess,' he replied as he began vigorously rubbing his head with the towel.
Marinette sat on her chaise, hands tucked between her knees, and refused to think about why Chat Noir had followed her orders so explicitly.
When he finished rubbing himself down, he sat in Marinette's desk chair and wheeled himself over to the desk. 'Oooh, you got me cream buns,' he said, excitedly.
Marinette smiled as she watched him eat. She liked it when he was happy and he seemed happiest when he had food in his mouth. Maybe Tikki was on to something with that old adage. Marinette made a mental note to thank her later.
Chat Noir leaned back with a satisfied sigh, hands resting across his belly. 'Thanks, Marinette, that was delicious. I think I can die happy, now.'
'Don't you dare,' Marinette retorted with mock severity. 'We still have things to discuss.'
Chat Noir stilled and his expression turned serious. 'You're right,' he agreed, sitting up. 'Let's get to it. The sooner we start, the sooner we can resolve it,' he elaborated when Marinette looked at him in surprise.
Marinette gulped and nodded. 'Do you want to go first, or shall I?'
'Flip for it?' he suggested, his grin looking feeble and sickly.
Marinette nodded, empathising with his nerves. She retrieved a coin from her purse and laid it over her thumb knuckle, her thumb tucked into her fist. 'Call it,' she instructed, flicking the coin.
'Tails,' Chat Noir stated as the coin sailed through the air.
The coin rattled against the floor and rolled under the desk. Chat Noir ducked to retrieve it, ginning apologetically when he resurfaced. He held the coin between his forefinger and thumb, heads up.
'I guess you get first honours,' Chat Noir chuckled, weakly.
Marinette winced, her nausea increasing. She shook out her hands and took a few deep breaths while Chat Noir waited patiently for her to begin.
She decided to start with what they both already knew. 'Ok, so my soul mark is a green paw print on my chest. I've always known it was you, since the day Chat Noir first appeared, my soul mark appeared, too. But, I was in denial for a long time because I thought I was in love with Adrien. Since then, my feelings for you have grown, but I'm also still a little bit in love with Adrien. I like both of you and I'm a horrible person,' she wailed as she finished.
'Mari - ' Chat Noir began.
Marinette took a deep breath and continued. 'I don't really know how to say this last bit, ' she sobbed. 'But Chat, I'm Ladybug, and I am a doubly horrible person for letting you think I was two separate people for so long. I'm so sorry I pushed you away as Ladybug. I never meant to hurt you,' she hiccupped.
Chat Noir stared at her, mouth agape. 'Come again?'
'I'm so sorry,' Marinette snivelled, wiping her nose on her sleeve.
'No, the other thing.' Chat Noir shook his head. ' You're Ladybug?'
Marinette nodded, her eyes wide and wet.
'No way,' he gasped.
'Yes way,' she replied, a shaky smile beginning to form.
'My little Maribug,' Chat said, choking up. He leaned forward and pulled Marinette into a hug. 'My lucky little Maribug. I must be the luckiest cat on earth,' he breathed.
Marinette giggled into his shoulder as she wrapped her arms around him. 'You're not mad?' she asked.
'I'm not. I could never be mad at you, Milady,' he whispered into her hair.
Marinette had never felt so relieved, and she had never thought she would be so glad to hear that silly nickname. It felt like it had been a long time since he called her that. She smiled serenely to herself.
Chat Noir pulled back, breaking her out of her thoughts.
'I guess it's my turn, now,' he began, scratching the back of his head, and his eyes on the floor. 'I got my mark the day we first got our miraculouses.' He winked at her. 'Lucky us, getting our marks on the same day. Although, I didn't notice my mark until that night. I was so confused. I secretly hoped it meant Ladybug, that maybe my mark represented some other aspect of her life, since it wasn't a little ladybug but a needle and thread.'
'You weren't wrong,' Marinette tittered.
Chat Noir grinned back. 'I guess not. When I saw your mark, I was surprised. Not disheartened, but definitely surprised.'
Marinette turned to look at the floor, chewing her lip with her eyebrows furrowed.
'Hey,' Chat Noir said, lifting her chin with two fingers. 'You have nothing to worry about. That night, I resolved to get to know you, and the more I knew, the more I liked you. My only concern was that you wouldn't like me.'
Marinette looked at him questioningly, waiting for him to continue.
'We know each other,' he went on. 'We go to the same school.'
'I know you?' she whispered. Marinette tried to think of all the boys in her school, but her mind had gone blank.
Chat Noir gripped her hands and gave a gentle squeeze before letting go. Moving back, he stood in the centre of her room and faced her. With a small smile he said, 'detransform me.'
Green light blazed up his body, it was so bright Marinette had to shield her eyes. When the brilliance faded, Marinette lowered her arm slowly, blinking up at him. She noticed his kwami first, as he floated up to her bed to join Tikki. Then, she turned back to Chat Noir, noticing his hair, his eyes, and his clothes.
'Adrien?'
'Yeah, it's me. Is that ok?' he asked, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly.
With a small cry, Marinette jumped from her seat and lunged into Adrien's open arms. She wound her arms around his middle and hugged him tight, as her tears leaked into his shirt. He held her just as tight, murmuring reassurances into her hair.
Above them, Plagg and Tikki watched and exhaled twin sighs of relief.
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