Miraculous Ladybug short stories

Short 14

"She's the one for me... I'm telling you."

Chat Noir said, drifting further into his daydream. Marinette rolled her eyes, petting the head of the boy wearing the black leather cat suit who sat perched on her balcony railing. His smile grew bigger and he closed his eyes, leaning more into the girl's palm. "You tell me this all the time, Chat." Marinette said with a slight giggle. Chat opened his eyes and perked up his head. "Well, of course, Princess. I couldn't wear it out enough!" He exclaimed as if he was shouting it to all of Paris. The girl giggled again. "Would you still love Ladybug if she was an awkward, clumsy teenage girl?" Marinette asked curiously with a grin. Chat's expression became serious now, and he stared into Marinette's eyes tensely. "I'd love her no matter what. It's the same girl under that mask that I fell in love with. That clever, courageous... Beautiful girl." Chat said sincerely. Marinette was stunned by all this, and she felt her face heat up with a blush. She smiled.

"She's a very lucky girl."