Marinette was rooted to the ground, disbelieving her eyes. The akuma was all but forgotten; screams and havoc faded into background noises. Her brain had come to a standstill.
How could Adrien be Chat Noir? Adrien, the sweet, thoughtful, serious boy she was infatuated with couldn’t match up to the pun-spouting, goofy partner that flirted with her at every opportunity. And yet she had seen him hide behind the tree- a bad hiding place, although she could hardly judge from some of the places she’d had to resort to- and transform before her very eyes. He had jumped away immediately, but her eyes still saw him transform over and over. Her overloaded brain’s thoughts were interrupted with a jerk as Marinette found herself flying through the air, black leather-coated arms encircling her. Chat! I can’t deal with him right now! Not when… Her face heated. If she hadn’t just had a hallucination, she was in the arms of Adrien! Adrien- Chat- set her down in a nearby alley. “Stay here! It’s not safe for you out there, Purrincess,” he said cockily before leaping away again, giving her no chance to respond even if she could have found any words to say. There is no way Adrien would ever say something like that. It was a hallucination for sure. But it was so real, and she’d never had anything like that happen before. Tikki flew out of Marinette’s purse. “Come on, Marinette! You need to transform!” She squeaked. “Oh no! Of course! I just… what with seeing Adrien transform, and Chat dropping me here, I totally forgot about the akuma- and there’s no way they could be the same person! Adrien’s so nice and Chat can never be serious! I mean, I guess they do look alike, with the green hair and blond eyes and- I mean, green eyes and blond hair! But how-” “You saw Adrien transform? Into Chat Noir?!” Tikki interrupted the waterfall of words flowing out of Marinette’s mouth. “Yes! Right behind a tree! I had been heading to a tree myself because of the akuma and all but there he was except there was a black thing flying around and-” “Marinette, calm down. Whether Adrien is Chat or not, you still need to help him with the akuma! He’s probably wondering where you are.” Marinette sighed and focused on the problem at hand. “You’re right, Tikki. Spots on!” So this is a pretty short chapter, but I tend to write that way. The next chapter is in the works! Please leave feedback :D (You can already see this is a reveal fic I'm sure) (It's my first fanfiction so I figured I'd start with mainstream, but I'm trying to make it as realistic as possible ^w^) mima ♥
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