The day after you'd went with Cat and Ladybug to take care of Lila and Hawkmoth, Cat arrived at your balcony door just after 11 PM, which is a little later than normal for him.

He made his presence known with the usual knock, so you get up to let him in.

"Hi Angel!" He greets, giving you a hug.

"Hey Kitty!" You say, returning the hug.

"Well, I don't know about you, since you're inside, but it seems to me like it's a purrfect night." Cat says, gesturing to the full moon visible through the open balcony door.

"It seems to me that you're right." You respond, slipping onto the balcony.

"So on this purrfect night, might I angelnap you?" He asks, giving you a sly grin.

"I think I could allow it." You agree, wondering what he's got planned.

"Yay!" He swiftly picks you up and takes off, jumping away.

It startles you, so you close your eyes.

When you start to open them, he notices and tells you not to peek.

"Where are we going?" You ask.

"I can't tell you! It's a surpurrise!"

You laugh at his pun and don't ask any more questions.

Once he's stopped and set you down, you open your eyes to see that you're on the Eiffel Tower, but that's not all.

There's also many blankets on the platform, some spread out, others folded neatly, pillows around as well.

Then placed around the blankets there's candles and you notice some of your favorite candy and other snack foods placed on the pillows.

And of course standing beside it all is Cat, grinning sheepishly.

"Wow, Cat! What is all this?!" You ask in wonderment.

"A celebration!"

"Of what?"

"Lots of things!" He says, taking your hand and gently leading you to the setup.

You sit down beside him, and take the candy he offers you.

"Like what?" You ask.

"Well, the fact that you're ok, and finished with the hospital, first of all."

You smile softly, eating some candy.

"And?"

"And being rid of the butterfly's evil users. There's no way they can get out, or spread anything about our identities!" He says happily.

"So the stuff worked?"

"Like a charm!"

"Good. Anything else to celebrate?"

"Uh-huh! My mom is getting released from the hospital tomorrow!"

"That's great! I'm so glad she's ok!"

"Me too! Aunt Amelie has been so happy to see her, so I guess they'll be staying around a while longer.

"Well as long as Felix leaves you alone, it should be fine, right?"

"Yeah, and Plagg will be sure to keep him in check." He laughs.

"Of course!"

"You need to meet her sometime!"

"I'd like to, but how would we do that? I'm technically not dating Adrien, and I don't want to publicly 'break up' with you, since we're more likely to be seen like this, since it's easier to be ignored, for whatever reason. And the reactions are better." You laugh at remembering the shocked glances you've seen, being out with him.

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking. I don't want to subject you to getting swarmed by reporters, because it is not fun." He says, making a face at the thought.

"I still can't believe they're crazier when you're not a superhero. Like how is a model more interesting than a superhero?! I mean, I find you interesting to matter what you look like, but they don't know that you're the same!"

He chuckles, then pulls you into his arms.

By now you've both finished the candies that had been opened, so nothing was squashed or spilled.

"Well I don't care what anybody else thinks. I'm just glad you find me interesting. I find you interesting too."

"How could I not? You're the coolest cat anywhere!"

"You're the most ameowzing angel anywhere!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!" He says, then plants his lips upon yours.

"See? Only the coolest cat of anywhere can kiss like that." You tease once you've broken apart.

"Ohh, so I'm good at kissing, huh?"

"Hmm, decent." You say nonchalantly.

"Are you saying I need to practice?"

"I suppose it could be taken that way."

"Uh-huh. I think you're just looking for a reason to practice yourself."

"Are you saying I'm the one who needs the practice?"

"I might be."

"Well then! I'd always thought myself to be pretty good at it."

"I don't know if I'd disagree with that statement."

"You already did, ya dork."

"So I should correct myself?"

"That would be acceptable."

You both laugh as you come together again.

"Was that better?" He asks.

"Pawsibly." You grin.

He laughs as he reaches behind him for some chips.

"Want some?" He asks, opening them.

"Duh." You reply, taking a handful.

"You said your dad wouldn't ever let you have sweets. Does your mom care about it?" You ask, watching him happily eat the snack.

"Oh no. She would sometimes sneak me out for ice cream, or would bring home candy for us. And she made my dad let me have cake on my birthday. She always got me great presents. Father, on the other hand, has given me the same pen multiple times."

"A pen?" You ask in disbelief.

"A pen." He confirms, rolling his eyes.

"So you get your gift giving skills from your mom." You comment, playing with the necklace he'd given you.

You wear it often, and quite enjoy the looks of bewilderment some people have given it.

"I suppose so."

"Do you think she'll figure out that you have a secret life as Cat Noir?"

"Maybe. So far I've been trying to keep her from seeing any pictures, but it's bound to happen eventually. Could you tell right away?"

"Not immediately. I thought you looked familiar, but I wasn't absolutely sure about it."

"Hopefully she doesn't notice then."

"She's probably gonna wonder why you have to order camembert in bulk though."

"Oh yeah. And why I have a subscription to "Cheese Lovers Monthly."

"That's a thing?"

"One of Plagg's favorite things. He loves getting 'mail cheese'."

"Probably because you starve him, poor little fella."

"Yeah, right! He eats more cheese in one day than I've eat in my entire life!"

You laugh at the dramatic statement, but he looks serious.

"Imagine she comes into my room and looks for something, opens the wrong thing and bam! Cheese avalanche!"

This only makes you laugh harder, which he soon joins into.

"I hope Felix won't tell, and that Plagg won't go on a feeding frenzy and empty everything he has, then run to the kitchen and empty all the cheese we have for the rest of us, shocking Mom while she's getting water in the middle of the night."

"Has that actually happened?"

"The feeding frenzy thing? Oh yeah."

"He just gets hungry sometimes." You laugh.

"Sometimes? All the time!"

"Does he like cheese puffs?"

"I don't know if he's tried them. I should get him the spicy kind." He laughs.

"That's just mean, he's gonna take his cheese and leave."

"Y'know, he said he was gonna do that if I didn't stop talking about you before we got together."

"He's a hoot."

"He's something."

You laugh, then the conversation dwindles into a peaceful silence as you lay with him and look at the stars.

"We can't fall asleep up here. Imagine the tourists that would find us." He says, yawning.

"Forget the tourists. Imagine my dad finding me gone, then seeing on the news 'Cat Noir and some random chick found asleep on the Eiffel Tower!'"

"I think he'd probably kill me."

"Nah, I wouldn't let him."

"Thanks." He laughs.

"Well it's the least I could do, really. I mean, you set all this up then get killed over it? That's just wrong."

"It truly is."

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I thought it was about time for some relaxation from the drama (Annoyance) of Lila 😌😆