Ladybug sat on the roof of Notre Dame, watching the city. Her home was a beautiful one, and for once her patrol was uneventful. She heard the soft footsteps of a black-clad superhero behind her.

"Greetings, m'lady," Chat Noir said softly.

"Oh, hello, Chat." Ladybug didn't look back. She still wasn't sure what she was going to do. Would she tell him? Would she keep the secret Master Fu trusted her to protect? Tikki told her to follow her heart. The problem was, Ladybug didn't know what her heart was telling her to do.

"What a purrfect night," Chat said.

Ladybug didn't reply.

"M'lady, are you alright?" Chat Noir asked. He really was a good friend. She could trust him... right?

"I'm fine… Adrien." To this day, Ladybug would never know why she used his civilian name. She heard his sharp intake of breath and turned around to see his astonished face.

"You… know who I am? How?" he asked, his face betraying his emotions- startled and scared and happy all at the same time.

"I saw you detransform," Ladybug replied. Why was she telling him this? He would ask her… and she still didn't know what she would say, what she would do!

"Oh. Then, can I ask…"

"Yes?" Why did she say that? Her mind kept telling her to wait, to think, but Ladybug's heart was in charge now. She would listen to Tikki. She would follow her heart… and deal with the consequences.

"Who… are you, Bugaboo?"

Ladybug sighed.

"You'll be disappointed."

Chat was shocked. Perfect, sweet, beautiful, confident Ladybug was having self-doubts?

"No, I won't, Bugaboo!"

"How can you say that? You don't know yet." Yes or no? What was her heart telling her to do? She thought she knew... but she was so scared.

"I can tell, m'lady," he whispered. "With or without the mask, it's the same amazing person underneath."

"Alright," Ladybug murmured. Tikki trusted her to make the right decision. Now she had to trust herself. "Spots off."

Pink and red light swirled around her as the mask was swept off her face and she turned back into her civilian self.

"Marinette?" Chat whispered.

"Yes," Marinette replied, looking pointedly away. Of course he was disappointed. Like she could ever be good enough for Adrian Agreste.

"Marinette!" Chat cried and swept her off her feet, princess-style.

"You're… not disappointed?" It was Marinette's turn to be shocked.

"How could I be? I knew you were amazing without the mask, as well!"

Both of Paris's superheroes were over the moon that evening, and Alya and Nino still can't figure out how the two became a couple overnight.

Author's Note:

I hope you enjoyed this short fanfiction, and thank you for reading it to the end! I don't know if I'll post another part, though I doubt it. I kind of like it how it is, and I hope you do too! Feel free to check out some of my other work, and I'd love it if you'd leave any requests you may have in the comments below! I'm planning on starting a Cloe-centric fanfiction soon, which I hope you'll enjoy. As always, I would love constructive criticism, but please keep it helpful, not mean. Your positive comments really this fangirl keep writing! Thanks for being awesome!

-Astraea