Hey guys.

Welcome to my second story.

I'm doing the First Sentence Challenge from The Miraculous Challenges Forum. Thank you so much to yellow 14 and task0778 for the reviews on my first story. They were very helpful.

I got my first sentence from 'Confessions to a Statue' by Kasienda.

Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug or its characters.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Adrien watched the doors close behind Marinette as she literally fled his presence.

Well, that didn't go the way he wanted.

He sighed as he put his hands in his pockets and left the classroom. He just didn't understand why Marinette acted the way she did around him. Did he intimidate her in some way?

All of his friends reassured him that Marinette didn't hate him, but he just wasn't convinced. What made this whole thing all the more confusing were the feelings he may or may not have developed for his pig-tailed classmate.

Wasn't he supposed to love Ladybug? Isn't she the one for him? Ugh, this whole love thing was just too complicated for him.

He was walking down the school steps when a black blur suddenly flew in front of his face. "Plagg!" he scolded, "What are you doing? You shouldn't be seen."

"Yeah, whatever, let the humans see me. They don't know what they've been missing out on anyway."

"Plagg, get back inside the bag."

"Give me camembert first."

"Ugh," the blond groaned as he took out a piece of the smelly cheese from his bag, "You're the worst, really."

"I know," the kwami said before diving into his Chosen's bag with the cheese.

During the ride home, Adrien thought about what had happened in the classroom he and Marinette were in. In the previous day, he had decided to explore a relationship with Marinette and see where it would take him. It seemed practically impossible to be with Ladybug now since she's still in love with some boy in her civilian life. So, he decided to ask his shy classmate out.

Instead of doing that, though, he apparently scared her so much she literally jumped a few feet in the air and fled from him.

As soon as he got to the mansion, Adrien laid down on his bed, looking up at the plain, white ceiling.

If only he knew what he did wrong.

Maybe if he asked nicely, Marinette would tell him why she was afraid of him. No, that wouldn't work, she becomes too tongue-tied around him. She'll just say something he won't understand. Maybe if he-

"Ugh, kid, stop moping about your love life and worry about more important stuff. Like, you know, giving me more camembert."

"No, Plagg, I won't give you more camembert. I gave you some before I got into the car."

"Yeah, but, it wasn't enough," Plagg whined.

"Ugh, fine. But only if you listen to problems."

Plagg, after a few minutes of contemplation, eventually agreed. "Okay, kid, ramble away."

"Okay. Uhm, it's just... I'm so confused right now Plagg," the model said as he sat up. "I thought I was in love with Ladybug, but now I'm not so sure."

"What makes you say that?"

"Well," Adrien ran his fingers into his hair, his cheeks turning pink, "I've... uh... started to notice Marinette as maybe... more than a friend."

"You mean Pigtails, right?"

"Yes! Who else do you think I'm talking about?!"

"Uh, okay. Look, kid," Plagg flew over to him, " I don't really specialise in mushy stuff - that's more of Tikki's department - so I'm obviously gonna give you bad advice. You have to talk to someone can and will actually listen to your problems. So why don't you talk to Ladybug during patrol tonight? I'm sure she can help you."

"Yeah. Okay, I'll talk to her."

"Good. I thought I was gonna throw up from all that mushiness."

As Plagg flew off to who-knows-where, Adrien sat down at his desk and started on his homework.

A few hours later, he transformed and escaped his room through the window. This was what he loved about being Chat Noir. The wind in his hair. The freedom he had when he donned his superhero suit. No longer suffocated by the loneliness in the cold mansion he lives in.

He let out a carefree laugh as he bounded over rooftops, waving at the civilans who scream his name.

This is what he lived for.

He made his stop at the top of the Eiffel Tower, one of his and Ladybug's meeting spots.

As he waited, Chat contemplated telling Ladybug about his problems or not. After all, he still held feelings for the heroine, even though he was considering exploring his feelings for Marinette.

He was drawn out of his thoughts by the familiar whirr of Ladybug's yoyo before she landed beside him.

"Hi, Chat," she greeted, slightly out of breath.

"M'Lady," he said, turning to her and taking her hand so he could press a kiss against her knuckles. "How are you feline this fine evening?"

Ladybug rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on, Chat. I just got here and you're already spewing out cat puns."

"Well, I can't help myself, Bugaboo. I must say, you look pawsitively beautiful tonight."

"Stop with the puns already, would you?" Ladybug groaned, seemingly annoyed, although the smile on her lips told a different story.

He smirked. He always knew she liked his puns.

His expression turned serious. "Uh, Ladybug? Can I talk to you after patrol?"

"Sure thing, Kitty."

After patrol, they met up at the top ot the Eiffel Tower once more.

"So what did you want to talk about, Chat?"

"Uh, Ladybug, you know I love you, right?" The cat-themed superhero asked.

"Chat, you know..." she.was cut off by Chat.

"You love someone else, I know. I just... I need some advice, y'know?"

"Okay, what's the problem?"

"Well," he rubbed the back of his neck out of nervous habit, "I have this friend at school, and I always used to think of her as a friend until recently. I guess, I'm kind of confused since I only loved you until she made her way into my heart. She's kind, creative, caring, clumsy - but that just makes her cuter - and amazing," he had started to ramble and he knew it, "and I don't know what to do with the feelings I have for her.I was wondering if you had some advice for me?"

"Chat, I'm not exactly a love expert, but I have a feeling that you've fallen for her. Hard."

Chat considered his lady's words. It might be true. Recently, he wasn't able to get Marinette out of his head. She had slowly become his waking thought and the last person he thought about before falling asleep. Maybe he was falling for her.

"Yeah," he wistfully sighed, "Yeah. Maybe I have. Although I doubt she's gonna like me."

"Chat," she put her hand on his shoulder, "you're a great guy. I'm sure she'll like you. As for the advice, take things slow with her. Don't rush things. If you do, it won't end well."

"Yeah. Thanks, LB."

"Anytime."

After their conversation, they parted ways. Adrien landed in his room and detransformed, then flopped on his bed. He thought about his lady's advice. He should take things slow and see where it would take him.

As he drifted off to sleep, he figured that maybe having feelings for Marinette wasn't as bad as he thought.

And that's the end of this chapter. I honestly intended for this to be a one-shot, but a few ideas decided to plant themselves into my head and I can't get them out. Although I don't know how long this story will be.

So, until the next chapter, bye!