Marinette woke up on New Year's Eve practically radiating joy. Chat Noir had come to visit her every single day of the week so far. Although she teased him, and joked with him, she really enjoyed talking with him. He was patient, sweet, and caring! She would never admit it out loud but some of his puns and jokes were actually funny. She sprung out of her bed and went to find a suitable outfit for today. She was going out to by some more sewing supplies, new fabrics, thread, and ribbon.

"Marinette! Dear, what would you like for breakfast?" her mother yelled from downstairs.

"I'll just grab some cereal and be off, I want a good pick from the fabrics." Marinette called back. Grabbing a white blouse to put under her rose pink sweater she ran into her bathroom and pulled on her outfit. She walked out a few minutes later clad in jeans, a sweater, and warm and stylish snow boots. She skipped around her room trying to find her jacket and earmuffs, she couldn't stop thinking about Chat.

"Someone's in a good mood." Tikki smiled at her chosen's amusing antics.

"Definitely!" the ravenette beamed at her friend.

"And would this be the work of a certain cat?" Tikki smirked as Marinette froze and started to turn red.

"What?! No no no! We're just friends! And he's been helping me with... you know everything that's going on right now." she smiled fondly off into space.

"Uh-huh," Tikki sighed and floated over to Marinette's shoulder, "I'm still not convinced. But you tell yourself whatever you need to hear." she snuggled into her chosen's neck while she hugged her. "I believe in you to make the right choice." The little red kwami let go and smiled up at Marinette with encouragement. In less than 5 minutes she was out of the door and on her way to La Coccinelle, her usual fabric supplier. It was a moderate sized store. Not a full on warehouse but bigger than the bakery.

As she walked through the store's door with a jingle she was greeted by Lucie, the store clerk that she had become acquainted with after going on an almost hopeless search for a certain charmeuse silk brand only La Coccinelle carried. After that they kept meeting when Marinette was in the store. They soon became close friends, going out occasionally to eat lunch together.

"Hey! Mari!" The sweet brunette beamed and walked towards her friend. She was still fairly young. Fresh out of college and working here part time, she was also an intern for the Gabriel company.

"Lucie! How are you?" Marinette smiled and gave her a quick hug.

"Good! Sad though that the holidays had to come to a stop," she sighed, "but hey, how are you doing? And could you use any help getting some fabric?"

"I'm great thanks for asking. And yeah I need a bit of help," the young designer pulled out a sticky note with lengths, color, and types of fabric she needed. Lucie snatched the list and began leading Mari to isle three, while talking about the properties of the fabric.

With Lucie's help, Mainette was out of the store in 30 minutes. She looked at her phone seeing nothing was planned for the rest of the day and it was only around 23:00, she set off in search of a good place to eat. While walking about she found a Gabriel store. Hey, no harm right? I'm just going to peek inside, she told herself and set off into the store.

Once inside she looked around the shelves until she heard a soft "ding" from the door, she looked over to see who had entered. At the sight of blond hair she covered her face with her scarf and waited till Adrien was out of the door's way to speed walk to the exit. Crap, crap, crap, crappppp! She kept walking when she was out of the door, only pausing for less than a second to look back and see the heart broken boy pretending he didn't see her while smiling off at some random box of ribbon while Nathalie blabbed on about his "painfully insane and complicated" schedule.

After dinner that night Marinette began to sew with her new fabrics. She was making a little blanket for Tikki at the time when she heard it... tap tap tap. She looked up to her skylight to see Chat tapping on her window. As soon as he spotted her he waved and beamed at her smiling face. It's open, she mouthed and went back to her project.

"Bonjour princess!" Chat flashed his classic smile and closed the trap door.

"What's up Chat?" Marinette cut the thread on the small blanket, tied it off, and set it out of sight for later. Chat took her hand and planted a small kiss on the back of it. She slowly pulled away. This had become their routine lately. As she looked into his soft green eyes she noticed the tired look in them.

"You look tired, are you ok?" Marinette over her friend, concerned about him, to find slumping shoulders and a lazy gaze struggling to follow her. He was definitely exhausted. She sat him down on her chaise with out complaint. They talked for a bit before he slumped over and fell sideways, beginning to sleep. A soft rumbling came from his chest sounding like a... purr. She put a hand to her mouth to stop her giggling and focus on the task at hand. She grabbed her fluffy white comforter and draped it over the sleeping cat. She sat next to him on the ground wondering what could've made him this tired. Probably something in his civilian life. She wouldn't pry once he woke up. As the night went on she began to embroider Tikki's blanket with little ladybugs and flowers. Her eyes began to droop as she continued to stitch. She began to fall asleep just as Chat began to wake up. She dropped her project to her side and began to sleep, her breathing was slow and steady as she fell deeper into her slumber.

"Sorry princess," Chat yawned, "I just needed a little cat na..." He trailed off at the sight before him. Marinette curled up into a ball next to the chaise he had been sleeping on. She was out cold. He felt very guilty for making her watch him sleep until she too became so tired that she had also began to sleep. He smiled softly at her and picked up the sleeping girl. Chat placed her on the chaise and covered her in her soft white comforter. As he looked around he room for the time he found her alarm clock flashing 12:00. Well, it is New Years he reasoned with himself, couldn't hurt. He bent down and placed a soft, short kiss on her lips. He tried to take in everything about that moment. Her taste, her warmth, her... everything. She consumed his thoughts making him greedy for her. But they were just friends. He didn't want to confuse her by ruining their blossoming relationship.

The cat boy ran out as fast as his legs could take him. He was halfway home when he decided it. The next time Nathaile make me do photo shoots where I have less than three hours to sleep I'll kill her. He smiled to himself and continued to vault back home.