Quick Info~

Joining the ML fandom has been quite an experience thus far! All of the fanart and fanfiction and just general positivity for the show is something seriously incredible! So, after browsing the ML tag on tumblr, I came across something called "Marichat May." The prompts are absolutely adorable and, before I knew it, this collection of drabbles was born! I'm a little bit behind as we are already 14 days into May, but better late than never, right? Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy what I've got so far! Feel free to let me know what you liked, what you didn't, what you're hoping for in the future, etc.

Drabble 1: Cat Tendencies

The first thing that Marinette noticed was that Chat Noir loved to cuddle…when it was convenient for him. She hadn't thought much of any correlations between a real cat and Chat as a person, since she didn't have any tendencies to eat aphids or crawl around on people's fingertips when she was Ladybug. And yet every time he was in the mood to cuddle, it was like he was the perfect representation of a pompous feline.

Chat stuck to cat-related puns when he was with Ladybug. Marinette, however, was an entirely different story. He'd bust in through her balcony, practically purring and rubbing up against her legs when he was ready to cuddle. It didn't matter if she was doing homework, working on a new design, talking to Alya on the phone, or even—God forbid—stalking Adrien's latest modeling photos online. Chat Noir wanted to cuddle! And, like any cat, that meant right now.

"Please, Princess?" He shot her the biggest grin he could muster and clasped his hands together in front of him.

Marinette rolled her eyes. "Not right now, Kitty. I'm sorry, but I've got a lot of work to do. There's this new history assignment coming up and I don't know anything about Ancient Rome and if I work really hard then I might finally get paired up with Adrien for the group presentat—"

Chat wasn't having it. Before she could finish her long-winded sentence, he had already scooped her up into his arms and was carrying her towards her bed.

"You need to learn how to relax every once in awhile," he said, setting her down gently on the comforter and tapping her nose with one clawed finger.

Marinette sighed and flopped backwards. There was no way she was getting out of this today. Chat snuggled up beside her, waiting for her fingers to tangle themselves in his hair so he could nap.

It seemed like time refused to slow down for him most days. If he didn't have school, then he had a modeling shoot, and if it wasn't modeling, then it was piano practice, Chinese, fencing, homework, or eating. And those were just the things that Adrien had to finish. His duties as Chat Noir were even more extensive and rigorous. So sleep wasn't a luxury that he got often, and when he did, sleeping in his own empty house was just as lonely as it was when he was awake.

But Marinette's room was bright and always smelled like some sort of baked good. He could hear her parents talking and laughing downstairs. There was always something going on at her house, and he preferred to fall asleep to the sound of clattering baking trays over dead silence any day.

"Chat," Marinette started tentatively.

He opened one eye quizzically and mumbled a sleepy, "Mmm?"

"You're right," she continued. "I do need to relax. So, maybe this time, we could… I mean, if you want to… We could cuddle, umm, together?"

Chat's bright green eyes lit up even brighter, if that was at all possible. He smiled slyly, a Cheshire smile that meant his mind was most definitely tossing around thousands of different mischievous ideas.

"You're not falling for me, are you?" he asked, tipping her chin towards him with his thumb.

Marinette pushed him away and scoffed. "Don't get so ahead of yourself, Kitty. Everyone needs a little cat nap once in awhile."

Chat Noir nodded. She was undeniably adorable when her nose crinkled up like that, making her freckles clump together and her bluebell eyes squint. If he wasn't so enamored with Ladybug, then maybe Marinette could be…

No. Ladybug was his one and only. Just like Marinette's heart belonged to Adrien. It didn't matter if Chat was Adrien because Marinette didn't see it that way.

So when he rested his head on her pillow and inhaled the faintest scent of apple shampoo and cookies, he tried not to think about what it would be like to frequent her bedroom in the future. And when she laid her head on his chest and snuggled up next to his heart, he tried not to think about how fast it was beating.

"Chat?" Marinette asked after a moment, her voice airy and garbled the sleepier she got.

"Yes, Purrincess?"

"We should take cat naps together more often." She offered him a closed-eyed, lopsided smile.

Chat found himself sinking more comfortably into the sheets at her comment. Her pillows were just so soft and her breathing was so even and she felt like the very essence of calm in his crazy world. Yes, they would most definitely make this a little tradition.

"Whatever your heart so desires," he breathed, letting a content sigh slip through his lips as he closed his eyes.