After hiding round the corner for a few minutes they checked the coast was clear. Adrien led Marinette out by the hand being prepared to run again. Looking around them, they found the street to be clear and they burst out laughing.

"Welcome to the life of Adrien Agreste. It sucks." Marinette stretched up and positioned his sunglasses back over his eyes.

"Now, now ... it could be worse."

"Ok then, how?"

"You could be here with Lila." Marinette raised her eyebrows and they both fake shivered, another bout of laughter erupted between them.

"She's definitely one thing that worries me." Adrien announced.

"What doing an assignment with Lila?" They began to walk down the street towards a cafe Adrien had mentioned.

"Just Lila in general. That day she got you expelled, it pushed me over the edge."

"It's in the past, don't worry about it. I'm just gutted no one stood up for me, not even my parents. She's so good at being believable, there's no chance of catching her out. The quicker I can get my head to believe that, the sooner I can stop getting so angry at her." Marinette was looking at the ground twisting her bag strap. That day hurt so much, she was so close to being akumatized. She'd dread to think what would happen if she had been.

"That's not entirely true. The reason you ended up back in school was kind of to do with me ..."

Marinette stopped and grabbed his arm. "What? What do you mean? What you did do? - I mean - what did you do?"

"I just told her I was going to prove she's a liar if she didn't announce your innocence to Mr. Damocles. One thing is, Marinette, I'm very loyal and nobody hurts my friends. Especially good friends like you. I made sure Nathalie was still close by to hear the exchange in case Lila decided to twist it against me." Marinette looked at him eyes wide open.

"You ... you did that? For me?" Tears pooled in the bottom of her eyes. Only one other person would do something so selfless for her ... her favourite Kitty. She stood of her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek causing a deep blush from the two of them.

"Thank you, Adrien."

"You're welcome, Marinette." They'd reached the cafe and Adrien held the door open allowing Marinette to enter first, he was such a gentleman.

Adrien walked forward to someone at the counter and they directed the two teens to a table at the back of the cafe.

Continuing with his gentleman act, Adrien pulled out the chair for Marinette to sit down.

"Thank you kind, sir." Marinette nodded her head to Adrien as he made his way over to his side of the table.

"You're very welcome, m'lady." Luckily Adrien was looking down at his phone or he would have seen the colour drain from her face. That was it. That was the clarification she was waiting for. The two guys she had a crush on ... scrap that ... the two guys she was madly in love with were one and the same.

A warm ball knotted in her stomach and a fuzzy feeling engulfed her body. Is this what it felt like to be completely and utterly in love with someone? This one moment where everything clicked together made her wonder why she'd ever been so nervous talking to him. She spent most of her days with this beautiful boy who was currently sat opposite her.

She trusted him more than anyone, she defended him, he defended her. He was her life and now she understood that she was also his. Though that didn't stop her from being scared. Would he actually accept her? All of her?

"So what do you want to get?" Marinette was pulled out her thoughts and realised  that she'd been sitting staring at the menu without taking an ounce of notice of what was on it. She looked up into his now unobstructed beautiful green eyes.

"Oh errrmmm... there's a lot of choices."

"You were thinking about something else weren't you?"

"What? Me? No," he raised an eyebrow, who was she kidding, this guy can read her like a book. Even if he didn't realise it. "Fine you're right. I was thinking about something. Have you got any recommendations?" Just at that moment the waiter came over to take their order. Luckily, Adrien ordered for both of them.

"Thanks." Marinette said, where had her brain gone? She loved food ... why couldn't she just choose something. She trusted him though. Hopefully their miraculous synchronisation went to food choices too.

"The next question is about our worries. I think you've already answered that." Marinette was reading through her notes.

"Actually I threw that in for a bonus. I'll answer the question properly now."

Just at that moment their food arrived and was placed in front of them. This time a young waitress came over instead of the older male who'd taken their order originally, and by the shameless flirting towards Adrien they'd found another fan girl.

"I didn't think it was possible for models to look even more handsome in real life but woah, you're amazing Adrien." He hated the way people used his first name when they didn't know him. To make it worse he was here with a female friend and she was shamelessly flirting with him. He could be on a date for all she knew.

"Thank you." Adrien said with a cough, trying to look everywhere but at the girl standing by their table. The discomfort was emitting from him. He put on his fake model smile and turned back to the girl, who even after serving their food still stood there. "Is there anything else?" Adrien asked, scratching the back of his neck. He was getting incredibly nervous and flustered.

"Well, your number would be nice." She said with a sickeningly sweet smile. She was a very attractive girl, Marinette looked down at the table ignoring the conversation going on in front of her.  How can someone be so rude?

"Sorry but no."

"Oh come on Adrien, I know you haven't got a girlfriend. I'm sure we'd make a pretty good match just imagine how good looking a couple we'd be." Adrien was getting increasingly flustered and Marinette could tell her kitty needed help.

"That's where you're wrong." She placed her hand on top of Adrien's in clear view of the waitress, she smiled at him. "He does have a girlfriend who IS a perfect match." Adrien quickly jumped aboard the train.

"She's my beautiful little lady."

"You and ... her?" The waitress looked over Marinette with disgust. Usually she'd back away but not this time. She opened her mouth to speak but Adrien beat her to it.

"I know, I know! I can't believe she'd agree to go out with me either. I'm truly the luckiest guy in Paris." As he spoke his eyes bore into Marinette's and he weaved his fingers into hers. Marinette smiled back. He spoke quite believably, like he wanted this to be a date.

She was quite sure anyone looking in would be fooled by the display these two teens were putting on, and just to their luck there was a flash from the other side of the room. Adrien pulled his hand away, and Marinette's felt cold.

"Now if you could excuse my girlfriend and I, we only have a short amount of time until we're off to a photoshoot." The waitress huffed and walked off.

"Sorry about that." Marinette said as she began to eat the hoisin duck salad in front of her. It was really good.

"Don't apologise, it's fine." Adrien was still staring at her as she ate. "You know, I'm most worried about whether people like me for me. I'm so fed up of having to put on this charming, proper young man act. Sometimes I just want to let loose."

"What would you do if you were loose?" Marinette asked quietly. She lent forward on her elbows and gave him a mischievous grin. He lent forward and matched her look.

"Eat tons of sweet treats from your bakery, and put puns in every sentence." He sat back with a smirk on his face, reaching for his water and taking a swig, he never expected the next sentence to leave her mouth.

"Ooooo sounds purr-fect." She sat back smugly as he choked on his water.

"Did you just make a cat pun?"

"I don't know what you mean?" She finished off her salad with the corners of her cheeks turning upwards.

Take that kitty cat, she thought to herself.

"I thought you said you didn't like them?"

"People change." She said placing her knife and fork onto her plate. "That was a good call by the way. I'm impressed."

"Only the best for my girlfriend." He cheekily winked at her and she threw her serviette at his face. Adrien couldn't remember the last time he had had this much fun. The playful chatting between the two of them felt so natural, almost like his whole life was meant to be laughing and playing around with this one person.

He looked her over curiously. What was it about this one girl that made him feel so alive? The day wasn't half way through, yet he did not want it to ever end.

"What's the cheese for?" The awkwardness of him staring at her so intently was getting too much. It was as though he was trying to figure her out. She diverted him away with a question. Though she already knew the answer.

"Oh errrmmm... sometimes I get a bit peckish for Camembert. It really is the greatest cheese don't you think?" Marinette watched as he wrapped it up in a serviette and placed it in his pocket.

"In my honest opinion it smells like a stinky sock." Marinette placed her hand near her bag to feel Tikki give her a little stub of a high five.

A noise came out of Adrien's shirt and Marinette knew exactly who it was and what he would now be trying to do.

"Gorilla will be here in five minutes." Adrien said looking at his phone, hoping Marinette didn't hear Plagg's squeak.

"No worries," she stated before getting out of her seat "I'm just going to run to the ladies room." He nodded at her before going to pay. He could feel Plagg moving around in his pocket obviously trying to get his attention about something.

"Adrien," he hissed. Adrien smacked the area on his top where the small kwami was sitting. He walked towards the counter simultaneously taking out his card to pay for their lunch. "Adrien." Plagg hissed again, this time a little louder meaning Adrien had to cover it over with a cough. He smacked his chest one more time only to hear a sweet voice behind him.

"You ok sweetheart?" Marinette nodded her head to the side indicating the waitress making a beeline towards them again.

"I am now, MareBear." He leant down to place a kiss on her cheek. There was another flash in the room and Adrien knew his father was going to kill him.

A gesture like this would usually put Marinette into cardiac arrest, however for some reason the Adrien part seemed to have disappeared from her brain and all she could think about was her kitty ... that's right. Her kitty. A smile spread across her face at the realisation that no one would ever know him the way she did, grabbing his hand they made their way out giving a quick wave to the waitress.

Marinette definitely felt like the cat that had got the cream.