Hi there, guys. My first story for Miraculous, I really hope you'll like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir.

"You want me to do what?" Adrian asked incredulously, staring at his father in shock, his green eyes widedened in horror. No. That couldn't be true. He must have misheard it. Yes! He got it all wrong. His father hadn't really said that. He couldn't have. It was a mistake, just a huge mistake, a nightmare.

Gabriel Agreste looked at his son, his face stern as he answered. "Don't be so shocked. You knew this day was going to come. I think it's time, Adrien." Adrien opened his mouth to pritest at the statement but a sharp look from his father cut him off. "It will help you in your model career."

Well, he couldn't argue with that but it didn't mean he accepted it. He knew it wasn't just for his career. He knew Gabriel would never do anything without a reason, without a full plan. He was the one who pulled the strings, always having a plan. And his plan was obvious: it would be a great deal for him if the mayors daughter dated Adrien. "But-"

"There's no use in trying to protest." His father interrupted, giving him a look that he knew all too well: 'we're done taking about this'. "There's no point in arguing with me. You'll do as I say, wheter you like it or not. End of discussion." He said and turned around, walking away and leaving Adrien alone.

The blonde clenched his fists as his father's words still rang in his ears. Shoulders slumped, he headed for his room, not for the first time in his life wishing to have a word to say when it came to his life. He didn't like being controlled like that. He wanted freedom, wanted to have something to say. But he never truly had the courage to. And Gabriel knew that. He had wondered often how things would have happened if his mother would have been there. She surely wouldn't have forced him to do things he didn't want to. He knew she wasn't like that. From the vague memories he had of her he knew she was a sweet and caring person, someone who would always listen first instead of just giving orders. She would have listened, he told to himself. She wouldn't have just ordered me around like he does.

Once in his room, Adrien couldn't help the frustrated sigh that escaped him. He slammed the door shut; not caring if anybody heard it, if his father heard it; and he pulled the front of his jacket a little, not surprised when a grinning Plagg flew out. He knew that the black cat had heard everything. "Did you...?"

"I did." The little fairy answered as he hovered in front of Adrien, his green eyes amused. "Do you really think he's...?

"I do." Adrien responded and walked toward his desk. "When he has something in mind, he makes sure to acomplish it." He added as he sat down in front of his computer, resting his elbows on the desk and groaning out loud. "What am I supposed to do now, Plagg?" He asked exasperatedly though he knew his kwami wasn't going to give him a proper answer.

"How should I know? Just take it as an opportunity."

"You aren't helping."

Plagg shrugged. "I know. I'm not really an expert when it comes to girls and relationships, they're too complicated. That's why I always stick with cheese." He chuckled. "You should try it too."

"Oh shut up!" Adrien groaned and closed his eyes, breathing in through his nose as he tried to calm himself down. "I need to get out of this place." He mumbled and sat up abruptly, taking his kwami by surprise. "Plagg, claws out!"

Marinette let out a small sigh of relief as she allowed herself to relax. Her day had gone by smoothly, there were no akuma attacks and she had managed to go through the day without tripping or falling like she usually did, which was a good start. Another reason for her to be glad was that it was Friday and she was glad to have finished with school for this week. "It's been a good day, Tikky, but I'm glad it's over." She told her kwami and stretched out.

Tikky giggled and opened her mouth to respond only to get cut off them they heard someone tapping on Marinette's bedroom window. They both knew who could be.

"Tikky, hide." The dark-haired teen said, panicking a little as she stood up from the chair at her desk and made her way to the window, watching Tikky hide in her little purse before she opened the window, allowing Chat Noir to stumble in, his expression dark. It wasn't unusual for him to pay her surprise visits but his appearance did surprise her. He was usually cheerful but this time he wasn't. There was something wrong going on with him and she knew in an instand she wanted to help him. "Hey, what's wrong?" She asked as he walked to her bed and sat down, his gaze faraway. She walked in front of him and sighed. "Has the cat gotten your tongue, Chat?" She asked teasingly but he remained quiet. It was unexpected. He was usually open, talkative, flirty and he would never miss a pun. But this time he seemed different. Lost. Sad. "What's wrong?" She asked and sat down next to him.

Finally, he looked up. He swallowed. "Nothing. I just wanted to see you."

Marinette shook her head. "No, it's not just that. It's more than that, isn't it, Chat? Tell me." She said, her eyes on his face. She wanted to help him, wanted him to open up to her. "Please." She insisted.

"It's just..." He trailed off, his eyes darting all over her room, across the walls, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips when he saw the Adrien posters all around the walls. "I just had a bad day, that's all." He said and looked at her. She was already watching him, a determined expression on her face, her blue eyes wide and curious and he couldn't help but notice how close they really were: their shoulders and legs almost touched and he couldn't help but stare at her lips, so inviting. No, stop it! He commanded himself. She's just your friend. You're not supposed to feel that way toward her. You're in love with Ladybug! And yet, despite all that, he didn't care. He only wanted to be with her, with Marinette, to hug her, to kiss her, to...

"Chat!" Marinette exclaimed, snapping him out of his revery. "Did you hwar at least a thing from everything I've said?"

His cheeks turned light pink and he shook his head. "Not really. It's... complicated."

Her hand rested on his forearm reassuringly and she gave him a small nod. "Why don't you tell me what it's about?" She asked, her voice soft and comforting.

His gaze locked with hers and he could see so much sincerity within her eyes, the pure wish to help him, to see him happy. "I... It's about my father. He uhh... is forcing me to date this girl under the excuse that it's the best for me but... I really don't want that, I don't like her in that way but he wouldn't listen to a word I say against it. I mean... she's not that bad, well not all the time, but I really don't want to out with her just because this is what my father wants me to do. It doesn't feel right, you know?" His eyes were sad, shiny with tears and he blinked. "I tried reasoning with him but he didn't want to listen."

Now Marinette was troubled. She didn't know how she should answer to that. She didn't know what to do to comfort him so she did the only thing she could think of: she hugged him. Her arms went around him in a comforting embrace, his face buried into her shoulder. It took him only a moment to compose himself and hug back. She held him in her arms for a few minutes, rubbing his back soothingly, her chin resting on the top of her head. "It's okay, Chat. I'm sure things will sort out, somehow. Everything will be okay." She whispered, though she couldn't help the small spark of uncertainity building in the pit of her stomach. Uncertainity and... jealousy. She didn't want any other girl near her partner other than her. No! Stop thinking like this! She scolded herself, wishing that Chat Noir wouldn't notice the effect his words had brought over her. Shaking it off, she pulled back a little so she could look down at him, a small, sincere smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Everything will be okay." She whispered, reassuringly, her voice soft and kind.

He pulled back as well, his arms still around her, and gazed into her bright blue eyes that managed to soothe her when her words hadn't. "I... thank you, Princess." He whispered and leaned down, his forehead resting against hers. Their eyes locked and both of them felt a pleasant shiger running through them. He bent and nuzzled his nose against hers, his pulse racing accordingly. They were so close to each other, their lips inches away. He could feel her sweet breath against his lips and he couldn't help the sudden desire to kiss her. It was too tempting to resist. And he didn't want to resist. He leaned towards her, his eyes closing slowly and he could see her doing the same as she leaned up, tilting her head slightly to the side. One clawed hand lifted and he cupped the side of her face in his palm, gently brushing his thumb over her cheek as their lips met in a soft, unrushed things that sent a million sensations through both of them. Marinette's arms snaked themselves around his neck as she pulled him closer to her and he made a sound that resembled a purr into her mouth, making her grin.

It was amazing to be kissed by Chat, Marinette realized and that thought made her grin melt into a small smile. She liked the feelings it brought to her, the small tingling sensations that travelled through her and up her spine. She knew she had to stop that though, regardless of how great it felt but she couldn't bring herself to. It felt too good to stop.

After a few minutes, Chat wad the one who broke contact when he remembered that, in fact, yes, they did need to breath. He pulled back slightly and rested his forehead against her shoulder, both of them panting for air as they remained tangled into each other. Her eyes opened and she leaned her head against his, her lips parted slightly and her chest raising and falling heavily as she breathed. Her heart was pounding fast and loud into her ears and she couldn't help but notice how strange she was feeling now that the contact had been broken. Finally, he lifed his head and looked down at her, green eyes staring affectionately into blue eyes. "I..."

"How are you?" She asked bluntly, trying not to lose herself in the depths of his eyes.

"I'm... feline a lot better, Purr-incess." He said with a satisfied purr that made her giggle. Some things never changed. But she had to admit it, she found it cute when he made puns, not that she would ever say it to him.

She shook her head but said nothing. Instead, she pulled him back to her and hugged him tightly. "I wish I could do more to help you, Kitty." She whispered as she rubbed his back.

He purred and buried her face in her hair, smiling when her sweet scent filled his nostrils. "You've done more than I could ask for, my Princess." He whispered. And it was true. He had come to her seeking comfort, someone to confess to and not only had she let him tell her what was bothering her but she had also helped him understand that maybe... just maybe there was a light for him too. They pulled back shortly after and she averted her gaze.

"What does that make us now, Chat?" She asked tentatively, her eyes scanning the room as if she was in there for the first time.

He sighed. "I... I really don't know." There was regret in his voice and a note of sadness she had never heard from him before. Her guessing is that there was a beginning for everything. Chat cupped her chin between his thumb and forefinger and turned her head so she was looking back at him. "But that doesn't mean that I don't wish that it was paw-sibble for us to be... something more." He said with uncharacteristical seriousity, his eyes sparkling with sincerity.

She was starting to wonder if he really liked her in that way or it was just some sort of revenge for his father. What are you doing, Marinette? Don't think so low of him! He's not like that. He would never use you. She mentally scolded herself. Realizing he was still waiting for an answer, she sighed. "I... don't know, Chat. We'll sort this out, okay? Together."

He nodded and gave her a smile that she returned. "I think it's time to leave, Purr-incess." He said with a slight purr and stood up, making a small bow toward her. "I'll see you tomorrow." He added and winked at her before walking towards the window.

Marinette followed him and tapped his shoulder just as he reached the window, making him turn his head around. "I'll see you tomorrow, Kitty." She said and pecked his cheek. "Things will work out. She can't be that bad."

He shook his head and smiled. "You wouldn't say that if you knew who I was talking about." He chuckled but shivered at the thought. "Good night, Princess." He winked before climbing outside her window.

She stood there, stunned for a moment as she watched him disappear into the night. "Good night, Kitty." She whispered to no one in particular.

Okay, I honestly have no idea where this might be going, all I know if that you should expect some drama in here. Well, I hope you liked it.

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