Ladybug stood on the Eiffel Tower, her arms crossed. She was waiting for Chat to finish up his patrol. She wasn't happy about the way he reacted in front of the media and she had a thing or two to say about it. Who knew when this was going to blow out. Whenever they go out, that's all they're going to be asked about.

Chat cringed when he saw she was still there. He had purposely taken long so she'd hopefully leave. But no, there she was. He desperately wanted to avoid the encounter. He didn't know what he was going to say. Alya had made him completely nervous. 

On the way back from the museum, all she could talk about was Chat's reaction and coming up with theories to posts. She practically knew why he did it, but that was because she was friends with the "mystery" girl. She kept Marinette out of everything she said. He couldn't help but listen in, everything she said was practically his thought process.

Ladybug heard a thud behind her and she immediately turned around and glared at him. Her blue eyes were filled with fury. Chat held his hands up and took a step back. "What the hell happened back there?!" she hissed. "You told people to fuck off on live television!"

"Correction, to fuck off my personal life," he said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"That doesn't make it any different you stupid cat!" Ladybug said fuming. She exhaled and rubbed her head. "This is stressing me out. How the hell are we going to fix this? People are going to hate you!"

"Not if I explain the situation."

She looked at him and raised a brow. She crossed her arms and tapped her foot, "Well? What is your explanation, Chat?"

Chat gulped and looked everywhere but in her direction. He didn't want to make eye contact with her in fear of making things worse. "Well?"

"Well, um, you see..." his staff buzzed, cutting him off. Ladybug raised a brow and looked at him. "Why did it buzz? I'm not calling you."

"It's connected to my phone," he said taking it out. 

"You can do that? Oh, whatever! Hurry up Chat! You still owe me that explanation!"

"I know, I know." He opened the small screen and saw it was a notification on the Ladyblog. Alya had made him and Nino turn on notifications for whenever she posted. He was eternally grateful she did.

Chat Noir's response theory live.

Chat grinned at this. "What's with the grin?" Ladybug asked. 

"My friend has a better explanation than me."

'Hello, there everyone! Currently, there is this whole situation with Chat Noir telling reporters to screw off after he was questioned about a mystery girl!'

Ladybug pulled out her yoyo and went to the ladyblog. Chat put his staff away and they watched from her yoyo.

The background seemed awfully familiar to Chat.

'Now, I have a theory as to why he did that! The girl he was with, clearly means something to him!'

A soft thud was heard in the background and Alya looked away from the camera for a few seconds. Chat instantly knew where she was. Marinette's balcony. The soft thud was probably Mari falling. He chuckled and Ladybug raised a brow.

Alya bit her lip to hold back a smile and looked back at the camera.

'Anyways! For those who need to be caught up, yesterday Chat was seen early in the afternoon scaring a waiter for flirting with a girl. He complimented her and kissed her hand before leaving. Later that same day, he told reporters to "fuck off" when asked about it.

'Now I think he said this for a good reason. He told them to screw off his personal life. The guy has a right to have his personal life a secret! Now before you all say, "But he's a celebrity!" Yes, but as he said, we should only worry about him doing his job, keeping us safe!

'Also, has anyone considered how the girl feels? What if she wants to be out of the media. I've seen people make comments that she's probably with him for attention. If she was, wouldn't she have come out and say she was the girl? Maybe they both truly have feelings for each other and they just want to keep things away from the spotlight. It's probably extremely frustrating to have the paparazzi surround you and ask you questions you don't want to answer. The dude was probably just too stressed and snapped.'

Chat grabbed his staff and extended it. "Hey! Where are you going? We're not done!" Ladybug frowned. "To make a special appearance, come with," he grinned. Ladybug closed her yoyo and rolled her eyes.

'I will be answering all your questions, maybe I can get an interview with Chat!'

"I'd love to be interviewed and give my reasoning," Chat said sitting on Mari's roof. Ladybug stood next to him, her hands on her hips. Alya gasped and turned her camera to face them. Marinette's eyes widened and her heart started beating faster.

"Omg Ladybug! Chat Noir! What are you two doing here?!" Alya exclaimed, trying to desperately hold in her fangirling.

"I'd like to make a statement," Chat said, jumping down. Alya put her camera back down and nodded, speechless. She stepped back and Chat stood in front of the camera.

"Alya got it almost, spot-on," he grinned. Ladybug groaned in the background. Alya chuckled and Marinette smiled. He cleared his throat and put on a serious face.

"Ok, all jokes aside, Alya isn't wrong. This said girl is becoming very special to me. I know she doesn't want any of this attention. I was stressed and angry and I acted inappropriately." He glanced up at Marinette, "I want to apologize to her, we're just getting to know each other and I almost exposed her to the media."

Marinette stared at him with wide eyes. "I really do care about her and, I know how the media works. People are going to tear her apart, say horrible things about her when there's nothing wrong. They're going to say she's not good enough when she is. I didn't want that. I don't want that. I care about her too much. So please, if you truly are a fan, leave it be."

With that, he stood up and walked behind the camera. He grabbed Marinette's hand and gave it a kiss. Her heart skipped a beat and her face turned red. Alya sat down in front of the camera. "Th-that was the interview... um... see you all next time," she shakily reached for the camera and turned it off.

"Forgive me?" Chat asked. Marinette nodded, her face completely red.

Ladybug jumped off and stood next to them. Alya looked at her and tried her best to hold back a scream. "Oh my gosh, can I get a picture?!" Alya said getting her phone. Ladybug chuckled, "Sure."

Alya squealed and gave her phone to Mari. They both posed and Marinette took pictures. Alya took her phone back and grinned, "Now you and Chat!" Marinette's eyes widened. "I won't post it on the ladyblog! Just my pictures with Ladybug."

Chat grinned, "Why not?" He wrapped his arm around her waist and Marinette felt like she was going to faint. Chat noticed her tense up and he looked down at her, "Oh, well if you're ok with it." She nodded, avoiding eye contact.

Alya bounced up and down slightly and took pictures of her best friend and the leathered hero.

Ladybug stood back, her arms crossed. A small smile was on her face. She was still mad at Chat, but she could tell he truly had feelings for the quiet girl.

The superheroes said their goodbyes and left. They stopped at a nearby rooftop. Chat opened his mouth to say something and Ladybug held her hand up. "Look Chat, I'm still not happy with what you did... but it's understandable." She smiled a small tint of red on her cheeks. Chat raised a brow and smirked. "Gasp! Ladybug has a boyfwiend?"

"Oh shut up! What are you, five?" Chat chuckled. "Anyways! I can tell you like her, a lot. Hopefully, that statement will make people ease off. Be careful whenever you visit the girl, we've been around for long, we're too popular to be seen with civilians.

"Behave, stop being stupid, do your homework," Ladybug said wrapping her yoyo on a nearby building. Chat chuckled, "Ok mom." Ladybug smiled and waved off.

Chat shook his head and went back home. He detransformed, Plagg dramatically falling on the bed. "I need cheeeessseeee! Adrien please!" he cried. Adrien rolled his eyes and gave him a piece.

Plagg smiled and hugged his beloved cheese. "I feel bad for the girl." 

Adrien frowned, "Why?" 

Plagg chuckled, "She's stuck with a famous person either way."

Adrien blinked, confused. 

"You're a model Adrien!" 

"Oh fuck."

"Idiot."

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