Camaraderie
Jun. 9th, 2018 07:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mistkittMarichat Week 2 Day 5: Behind the Mask.
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Marinette entered her bedroom after a long akuma battle, shut the hatch door—
“Psst!”
—and nearly jumped out of her skin. She looked up at the loft. “Oh chaton, again?”
A hand bearing a silver ring appeared over the edge of her bed and waved at her. Marinette sighed.
“Give me a minute.”
This time, at least, she was prepared. She went back down into the kitchen and retrieved some Camembert, explaining to her parents that she’d gotten a sudden vicious craving. She returned upstairs.
Plagg zipped down the moment he smelled the cheese. “Have I ever told you how much I like you?” he said to Marinette before taking the cheese and swallowing it in one gulp. Marinette stroked his head.
“Not even going to savor it, huh?” She produced a second piece in her other hand. Plagg grabbed it, nuzzled her cheek, and flew off to enjoy it in private. Marinette climbed up to the loft and sat at the foot of her bed. “Heard the akuma was a tough one,” she said.
“Nothing me and Ladybug couldn’t handle,” Chat Noir replied, his voice full of confidence. Marinette rolled her eyes. From her perspective, he’d gotten his butt handed to him. “Well,” he added, as if reading her thoughts, “nothing Ladybug couldn’t handle. I think I just got in the way.”
Blonde hair appeared in her peripheral vision; he’d lain at the foot of her bed. Marinette leaned over and thumped her head against his. “Don’t be so hard on yourself. There’s no way Ladybug could save Paris on her own.”
He made a noise she couldn’t interpret. She flicked the back of his head. “I’m serious. You wipe that unhappy look off your face right now. Just because I can’t see it doesn’t mean I don’t know it’s there.”
This time, Chat Noir laughed. “You’re the best, Marinette.”
“Pfft, I know.”
He whacked her with her own pillow. She shoved her hand into his hair and messed it up as thoroughly as she could.
