Double Date

Chapter Eight

•• Marinette's POV••

The continuous buzzing of her jacket's pocket was getting annoying. Marinette thought it would most likely be Alya, after all, she needed to fill her in on the date plus what happened with Chat without Adrien's ears around. Reaching into the pocket she pulled out her phone, only to then realise it wasn't hers. Staring back at her was a picture of herself, a picture of Ladybug from about a year ago. She suddenly realised that she left that night without a jacket and that this was not hers. Her heart fluttered, she was wearing Adrien Agreste's jacket.

Adrien's jacket.

Which meant this was Adrien's phone.

She put the phone back into the pocket only to be met with a slight resistance. Moving her hand around to get the phone in she touched something fuzzy. Curiosity won out and she pulled the fuzzy item out the pocket only to scream.

Once her shrieking had died to a minimum and she was sure her parents weren't going to have her placed in an asylum, Marinette said a quick goodnight and made her way into her bedroom. Whether it was a good night though was still a boggle to her.

The date with Adrien, with Chat, had been interesting, and now she could slowly begin to understand why she'd been 'saved'/embarrassed by the leather clad hero.

She had to give it to Adrien, he'd played it well. Even though she was slightly suspicious as to why they were both there at the same restaurant, especially after the interview with Alya was meant to take place in her apartment, she never would have guessed the reason why was because they were the same person.

Adrien Agreste was Chat Noir.

Chat Noir was Adrien Agreste.

The thought still felt foreign to her. How the hell was she supposed to react around him now? Her verbal skills could not support this. She stuttered for Adrien and sassed at Chat Noir, those two things were polar opposite, she couldn't do both, it didn't work.

"Do you want me to speak or can I just go see the others?" Plagg was hovering above her head, and during her mental breakdown she'd forgotten he was there.

"Does he know?"

"I can see the others? Oh, guardian, that's so kind of you."

"Plagg," Marinette slightly raised her voice bringing Tikki out of her current sugar coma to see what was going on. "Does. Adrien. Know?" She pronounced every word sharply at the kwami of destruction.

"Who's hiccup?"

Marinette screamed, placing her own hands over her mouth to muffle the volume and slamming her back into the chaise as she looked up at the ceiling.

"How long Plagg?"

The other kwami's suddenly made their appearance, looking over their guardian with curious eyes. None of them had a clue what this teen was doing.

"I can see why masters are always adults," Longg spoke out the side of his mouth.

Marinette picked up a cushion and launched it at him, only for the kwami to phase through the abundance of material.

"Plagg, I'm going to ask you again and I suggest you give me an answer. How long has Adrien known I'm ..." she looked around her room before whispering in quiet tones, "Ladybug."

"He doesn't -" Plagg was cut off by Tikki tackling him.

"Tell her the truth Plagg, or so help me God, I will create you a new favourite taste of cheese."

Plagg gasped.

"You wouldn't!"

"Just try me, Stinky Sock, I hear cheddar is to die for."