For Marichat Week 2016. Day 1/7, prompt: Secret dating

I LOVE THIS SHOW. It's super cute, and I love that we're in a love square and we can't go wrong!

He whisks her away and she shows him the little things.

"Really Chat Noir? I have to be in school!" Marinette cried as the wind blew through her hair. She squeezed her arms around Chat's neck a little tighter, burying her face into the back of his neck as he leaped over a particularly large space. She wasn't really as scared as she made herself out to be; she's jumped that ledge plenty of times herself. But there's just something unsettling when it's not your own feet in control.

"Relax, Princess," he grinned. She wasn't sure if he was referring to her scream or her protest to being picked up all of a sudden by Chat Noir. "I know you're on break right now. It's not like you're gonna get in trouble."

Marinette didn't say anything as Chat Noir took her farther and farther from the school. She hoped Alya wouldn't be too mad she skipped out on lunch with her. They reached the Eiffel Tower, Chat climbing to the very top. Once there, Marinette slid off his back, taking a moment to get her bearings before sighing at the sight of the city.

"You know, most girls would say 'Wow!' or gasp in wonder when seeing Paris from this high up," said Chat.

"You think this is my first time seeing Paris from the Tower?"

"No. Is it not?"

Marinette laughed. "Of course not! Chat, I live in Paris. I've been here a million times already."

With a pout, he slumped his shoulders so low his ears almost looked like they were drooping. Marinette couldn't help but laugh at that too.

"And here I thought the sight of Paris from the Eiffel Tower was every girl's dream."

"Seriously? 'Every girl's dream'?" she repeated, shaking her head. "You're gonna have to try a little harder, especially if the girl was born and raised in Paris."

"Good point." Then Chat raised his eyebrows, a grin on his lips. "Does this mean you'd like to go on future dates?"

Marinette blushed a lovely shade of red as the implication for why she was with him hit her. Chat laughed, dodging her attempt to knock him on the head. She was so fun to tease, if only she was like this all the time. Miffed, Marinette let the joke slide before beckoning him to stand next to her.

"You see that boat passing by?" she asked, pointing to a white boat that just emerged from under the Pont D'Iena. "That boat always passes by at the same time every single day. Has been doing that for the past ten years actually."

"Really? I never knew that."

Marinette nodded. "My best friend and I noticed it for a while before she did some research on it. And just beyond the D'Iena—"she pointed again "—is a small book vendor. If you're into comics, they get a new shipment every second Thursday and go on sale every Friday."

Chat nodded for her to continue and she pointed out small things seen through one of Paris' most iconic sights. Chat Noir soaked in every detail, staring into the city as if he were seeing it for the first time.

"And over there is my school, DuPont. Which, by the way, I think break is over," she added.

"Wow, time flies." He turned and crouched low, allowing Marinette to climb his back. "You know, we really should do this again some time."

"Again?" she asked incredulously.

"Why not? I actually learned a lot about Paris today." Making sure she was secured, he climbed out of the tower and started slowly descending downwards. Marinette knew he did this out of consideration of her since she had seen him dive from great heights all the time.

"And you've never seen any of this while out?"

"Well, when you're chasing the bad guy, you can't exactly stop and smell the roses can you."

Once they reached ground, Chat sped through the streets, leaping over roofs until they reached the school. As students were filing in, he jumped behind a dumpster, gently lowering her to the ground.

"I really did enjoy being with you today. And I really did mean it when I said we should do it again."

Usually she'd say no, but he sounded so sincere and the way those hopeful green, green eyes stared back at her . . . .

"It was nice," she said.

Chat grinned. "Great! Same time tomorrow?" Before Marinette could protest, he added, "Can't wait to see what you'll dazzle me with next time, Princess. I'm pawsitive it'll be amazing."

With a laugh he bounded away, leaving Marinette shaking her head as she went back to school, wondering just where she can take Chat Noir next.