Okay actually update I felt guilty about the ending. I needed to give them the sweet wholesome ending they deserved. I hope I did it justice.

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Marinette breathed. One shaky breath after another.

In and out.

She could feel her heart best return to normal. That walls were no longer closing in on her, suffocating her, but rather just surrounding her.

She was feeling better, but she needed to get out.

Out of the bathroom.

Out of the stupid party.

Out of her broken relationship with her Chaton.

She needed to leave everything behind.

As she tried to forget it all, she couldn't wipe the image from her mind. Adrien's face.

Not so much disappointed as, shocked. Maybe she had misinterpreted what was happening. Maybe she could go out and face him.

She loved Adrien. And if there was even a chance he felt the same, she had to speak with him... but if she talked to him and he broke her heart again, Marinette would lose her best friend and partner.

Even though Marinette was supposed to be an invincible superhero, She wasn't strong enough. She could fight bad guys not her own insecurities. She knew how to deal with Akuma, not panic attacks.

It was truly a battle in its own way, but Marinette fought back.

She wouldn't let her fears get the best of her.

Taking one, final, deep breath, she stepped out of the bathroom stall, only to be greeted by Alya.

Alya held her arms out, "Girl, come here. I'm here for you."

As Marinette placed her head on her friend's shoulders, she felt her boys shake with emotions she didn't realized she had. Things she was suppressing. The tears streamed from her eyes, and the snot from her nose... was all over Alya's dress.

"Sorry," Marientte sniffled, wiping her eyes.

Alya blinked, "what are you sorry for? We all have nervous breakdowns."

"I'm sorry for getting snot on your beautiful masquerade gown." Marinette scrunched her nose. "It wasn't really a breakdown. I think it was more of an attack, you know?"

"I'd rather ruin the dress and comfort you than let you cry in here alone. I care about you."

"Thanks, that really means a lot to me." Marinette was still hugging Alya, but no longer clinging to her like a lifeline.

"I care about you Mari. Youre like a sister to me." Alya frowned, "but you can't keep your emotions bottled up until they explode. You can always talk to me..."

"I can't." Marinette began to sob again. "I can't tell you about any of it. I can't tell anyone."

Alya pet Marinette's hair gently. "Mari, it's okay. You don't have to tell me. You just have to talk to someone."

"But Alya, I've ruined my chances with the only person who could POSSIBLY understand. I'm pretty sure he hates me now. I can't talk to anyone."

Alya chuckled softly, "I'm pretty sure cat-boy could never hate you Mari-"

It was at that moment that Marinette finally registered what name Alya had called her. And what Alya had called her before. And Alya had seen her run to the bathroom... which could only mean-

"You knew?" Marinette's stupid, shaky voice cracked, giving away her fear and utter panic. "How long have you known that I'm Ladybug?"

"I had my suspicions, but not till tonight." Alya patted her head, "and you just confirmed it."

Marinette groaned, "I suck at keeping my identity a secret."

"Its more difficult than you would think." Alya, as Rena Rouge had her fair share of awkward identity problems and fake reasons for disappearing during akuma attack.

"Thanks for cheering me up."

"No problem." Alya smiled. "I'd do it anytime for a friend."

"Yeah." Marinette nodded. "I just need some space."

Alya smirked. "Do you want to get out of here?"

"Yeah, but my dress is so recognizable. I just need to think, alone, but I can't leave like this." Marinette frowned.

"I have an idea," Alya's eyes lit up with a scheme.

"I swear, if your plan is to shove me through the window I will drag you down with me," Marinette joked... mostly.

"Nothing that drastic," Alya laughed, "but if we switch dresses, it'll give you some time to get out."

"You'd do that for me?" Marinette was grateful for a friend like Alya.

"Yes." Alya walked into a bathroom stall and began undressing. "But you have to promise me that you'll talk to sunshine boy soon."

"I. Cant talk with him right now. I need to get away. I need to think." The fear and uncertainty in Mari's voice was coming back.

"Fine," Alya said, tossing her dress over the side of the stall, "but you'll have to face him eventually."

"I know. I just-" Marinette's voice faded as she hesitated. "I just need to be a like for a moment."

"Yeah, I get that. A party is the worst place to be alone. But you'll talk to him soon, right?" Alya said as She stepped out of the stall in the red dress, "Zip me up?"

"If course I can, but on it if you'll zip mine." Marinette's hands were as shaky as her voice.

"Totally girl," Alya brought her hands to Marinette's back. "Now all we need to do is-"

"Switch masks," Marinette finished, pulling here off her face. She looked in the mirror, "Ill talk to him when I can get a grip on how I feel."

"That's fair, but you broke his heart, Mari."

"Funny," Marinette looked suddenly nauseous. "Thats exactly what he did to me."

...

She left without another word.

Walking through the party, no one spared her a second glance. She had lost Adrien in the crowd, not that she cared anymore.

She was a strong independent woman who didn't need a cat boy...

But she really wanted one.

Marinette had planned on going home, and sleeping it off, but her instincts had other plans. Plans that didn't involve drowning her sorrows in chocolate and chick flicks. Plans that were more likely to lead her to state at the sky.

Impulsively, she called "Spots on!" And swung towards the Eiffel tower. She looked down at Paris, wondering how it could all look so small.

She looked up at the stars and wondered how there could be such beauty. She thought of Hawkmoth and his cruelty. She thought about how she and Chat were opposites, but perfect partners.

She missed Chat, just like she missed her opportunity to tell him how she felt. Instead, she sat alone, in the middle of the night, on the side of the eiffel tower, with her legs hanging off like she had some sort of death wish.

She expected it to be cold.

She expected it to be quiet.

She expected to feel nothing but regret,

but Marinette was in no way prepared for the arrival of her partner.

"M'lady," Chat said, stepping towards her, "I am so sorry."

She wrapped her arms around him, embracing his warmth and rejecting the loneliness, "no I'm sorry."

"When I realized you were you, I froze. Youre so amazing and I thought I was dreaming. I didn't realize how bad it would look to you thought I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Yeah," she chuckled, "sorry for running out on you like that. I kinda panicked... but in the bathroom, I got to thinking-"

"And?"

"And I like you Adrien. As more than a friend. Even if you don't like me, you should know."

"I really do love you Marinette. I've been in love with Ladybug since she fell out of the sky. Falling for Mari was a coup de foudre and I fall in love with you a little more each day."

"Do you really mean it Chaton?"

"Of course, I love you so much."

"You know," Marinette said, placing her hands on Chat's shoulders, "we never did get out dance."

"No," Adrien responded, placing his hands on her waist and swaying from side to side, "I supposed we didn't."

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is this a better ending? I like it more.

This story was a lot of fun to write, and even if you didn't enjoy it, thanks for reading!

Maybe if I get enough reviews and stuff, I might add an epilogue...