All I can say is, "Finally! I got around to this"

Hopefully my updates will be back on track soon. There's a drawing on my ao3 Mindwriter2000

"What the hell was that?" Tikki lacked her cheerful voice, sipping coffee with chocolate chip cookie creamer. It was Monday.

Ladybug rested her folded hands on the desk, scratching her thumb against the other. "Tikki, can I ask you something?"

"Don't you think you should answer my question first?"

"It's a question that'll answer your question."

"Fine," Tikki waved her hand with the flick of a wrist before picking up her cup again.

"Is it against the rules to… be romantically involved with a client?"

"It's… ill-advised, but it's expected and it's not that big of a deal. But please, in the future you should know that it's only none of my business if it isn't during work hours. Otherwise, I'm responsible for your safety. There are some real creeps out there."

"I know, but I know for sure he isn't a creep!"

"What makes you so sure?" Tikki peeked back - but it was more of a judgemental glare - at Chat Noir spying through the crack of the door, Plagg hovering behind him.

"He's very sweet, for one. Um- he's… charming? And-"

"Sexy? Eye-candy?" Tikke risked another glance to the door. Chat Noir was scowling, Plagg snickered.

"Sure, that's a bit of a cherry on top I guess, but he's more than that. I'm not so shallow that I'd fall for someone for the same reason thousands of girls who read Gabriel magazine have. I don't know how to explain it- but he's special and I trust him."

"It should've been a little harder to gain your trust though. Imagine what he could've done to you without me watching."

"Oh come on, what could he have done with a sprained wrist?"

"It's not like he was paralyzed. And about that, it seemed way too convenient. I say he did it on purpose."

"What?! That's so mean! He was really in pain! Why are you so skeptical?"

"Because I used to think that way about someone too, and he turned out to be a jerk."

"...Tikki, is something wrong?- Chat Noir?! What are you doing?!"

Chat Noir flinched. He sighed and came out from behind the door.

Ladybug kicked Chat in the shin. He bent over in pain.

"Were you eavesdropping?!" Ladybug lifted his chin.

Chat straightened himself, "I… yes."

Plagg snorted, "Be gentle with him, he's still recovering."

"Recovering from what?" Ladybug scanned Chat Noir.

Chat whipped his head around, "Plagg!"

"Are you hurt?"

"No! He was just joking," Chat tugged at his green sleeve, trying to cover his bruised wrist. It could move better than before, but his doctor still advised him to be careful until it was fully healed. He was stubborn as usual and couldn't tell the difference between being careful and ignoring it all together.

"In that case," Tikki interrupted, "Let me send the two of you off to your first client."

Tikki read an address, "You'll just be keeping some little girls occupied and entertained."

"That's it?" Chat tried not to sound unimpressed- especially considering he knew this meant an easy day for his wrist.

Tikki raised an eyebrow, but turned back to her computer.

Ladybug pressed a button on her earring, turning on the polka dot LEDs. "Alright, let's go then."

She turned and marched towards the door, jingling car keys in one hand.

Chat tried to follow when he felt a tug on his tail.

"Just a minute, kid."

Plagg took Chat by his shoulder and brought him to his side. "You have some explaining to do."

"Y-yeah?" Chat Noir glanced between Tikki and Plagg.

"Just what exactly did you do to Ladybug?" Tikki narrowed her eyes at Chat.

"What?! Is that what this is about? I-I didn't do anything."

"So you just sat around staring at the wall?" Tikki widened her eyes impatiently.

"No…"

"So what did you do?"

"... I don't know..?"

"Goddamnit, Adrien, did you fuck or not?" Plagg rolled his eyes, slamming his knuckles into the desk.

Chat Noir nearly lossed his balance. For a minute he stood helplessly stuttering and blushing.

Tikki muttered under her breath, "I swear to God…"

Chat shook his head vigorously. "Nonono! I'd never- I haven't even- look all we did was eat dinner."

Tikki and Plagg looked at each other.

"Really? That's it? You sure you didn't try anything?" Tikki crossed her arms.

"Pawsitive," Chat cringed, it wasn't a good time, "What makes you think I did, though?"

"Well, by the time she got here to get her stuff and end her shift, I was gone because Plagg had offered to stay for me. Plagg told me she looked pretty flustered."

Chat looked at the floor. "My arm was bandaged… so I needed help-"

"Undoing your zipper, uhuh, continue," Tikki's sarcasm was an unsettling contrast to her usual demeanor.

"No-"

"Masturbating."

"No!"

Plagg put his hand between Chat and Tikki, "Hey, don't take it out on the poor kid, alright?"

Tikki turned away silently.

"Go ahead…" Plagg looked at Adrien calmly, his hand stroking Tikki's tense back.

Chat continued hesitantly, half distracted by Tikki, "I- she offered to feed me - at first I said no, but…"

"And what happened after that?" Plagg raised an eyebrow knowingly.

Chat was quiet for a minute. "I might've… tried to kiss her-"

"Aha, see? That's all we wanted to hear. So, you tried, huh? What happened?"

"She refused. On the mouth anyways."

"Just a kiss on the cheek?"

"Yeah…"

"It's adorable that she'd be so shy about that," Plagg laughed into the palm of his hand.

Chat glanced to the front door. "I-"

Ladybug was waiting behind the glass doors, staring as she raised her hands into a shrug.

"You should go, thanks for telling us everything. It's not that we don't trust you, but it's our responsibility that you and Ladybug are safe," Plagg smiled at Adrien and looked back at Tikki.

Chat nodded and ran to catch up with Ladybug.

Chat slammed the car door and stared down at the handle, lost in thought and keeping his gaze away from Ladybug's.

Ladybug inserted the key and started the car. The air-conditioning hummed and the radio blasted. She adjusted the mirrors and pressed her foot on the breaks.

"Buckle up, Kitty, safety first," she waited for his seatbelt to click before pulling the shift down to drive and releasing the breaks.

For a few minutes, they drove in silence. Chat Noir was twisting his ring and staring out the window.

Ladybug peeked at him at a red light. "So, what was that about?"

Chat blinked up at her and let the question register. He took a deep breath and looked ahead, pointing at the green light so that Ladybug would turn back to the road and accelerate.

"Ohh, well… Tikki seemed pretty upset," he glanced sideways at her carefully, "What did that guy do to you, anyway?"

"Nothing!" Ladybug was visibly agitated, "You know what, I should've let him kiss me though."

Chat coughed, "What?! He tried to kiss you? Ladybug, if he bothers you, I swear I- I'll go defend you if I must."

"No, no," Ladybug giggled, "He's guilty of absolutely nothing, I swear. Well, except completely knocking me off my game." Ladybug's cheeks burned.

"Regardless of being guilty of anything or not, Ladybug, I hope you realize how much it hurts that you'd openly cheat on me like that. If you don't tell him, I'll have to let him know myself."

"What exactly is it that I'm letting him know?" Ladybug raised an eyebrow, a playful smile creeping up her lips.

Chat Noir waited for the car to slow down at another stop light before turning Ladybug's face towards him. "That you belong to me. You're my Ladybug," he smiled to himself, "My Lady."

Ladybug stared at Chat until the car behind her honked for her to go. She muttered under her breath, "Dumb cat."

Chat bit his lip and grinned satisfyingly, leaning back into his seat.

Ladybug and Chat Noir put on their best smiles as the front door opened.

"Hello!" The blonde woman stretched out her hand, "You must be those maid/party service heroes- I'm afraid you'll be doing a combination of both maid and party services instead of either or."

"Sure thing! Just tell us where we need to go," Ladybug smiled, standing on the tips of her toes and quickly rocking to the backs of her heels.

"Oh right! Come right in… uh.." the woman furrowed her eyebrows at the two teens, drifting her voice in search of names.

Ladybug struck her famous salute. "I'm the Miraculous Ladybug! Here to leave the place spotless!"

Chat Noir bowed, "I'm Chat Noir. I'll make your cataclysmic mess purrfectly clean until you can't pawsibly tail it was ever a disaster in the first place, Madame," he took the woman's hand and pressed her knuckles against his lips.

She gasped, "O-oh my," she made no effort to pull her hand away though she found it odd, "Lavillant, Madame Lavillant. I'll show you to the room."

Madame Lavillant led them past the living room and up the stairs to a small girls' bedroom. The room was bright. The large windows let in what seemed like all of the sunlight in Paris, and the decor was in lovely shades of pastel pink and green.

A blonde girl with large blue eyes - who appeared to be around 4 years old - ran across the room in her pink tutu. It was when she was up close when Ladybug and Chat Noir realized her smile was painted with dried tears and a runny nose.

She held a pink plush bunny up in one hand and the bunny's left arm in her other hand. "Help! Benny Bunny is sad because his arm hurts…"

Ladybug immediately crouched down to the little girl with a grin. "Don't worry, Benny Bunny will be just fine. Let's go fix him up, shall we? What's your name?"

"Rose," she sniffled. Her eyes got wide with excitement as she handed her plush to Ladybug and pulled her over to a circular rug on the white floor.

"Well that was fast," Chat Noir looked amused.

Madame Lavillant laughed, "It doesn't surprise me, she knew you were coming and is into your sort of thing. A lot of young kids are, which is why you guys get hired for kids more often than actual cleaning, right?"

"She's into what sort of thing?"

"Oh you know, what is it?- Sailor Moon? All those magical girls and whatnot."

"Sailor Moon? She seems a little young for Sailor Moon- not that it's inappropriate in any way, but I thought she'd be watching, I dunno, Disney princess movies?"

"Her old babysitter used to watch it, so it's her fault," Madame Lavillant smiled to show she wasn't bitter at all.

Chat shrugged. "Well, if she likes Sailor Moon than I think we'll get along just fine."

Madame Lavillant's smile widened, "I'm glad to hear it. I'll be downstairs in my office if you need me. Oh but- try not to need me, I'm extremely busy."

Chat's smile weakened and he nodded. Extremely busy parents, huh?

A tug at Chat Noir's vest brought him back to reality. He looked down at another little girl who looks like she might've been slightly older. Her black hair went down to her shoulders and her eyes were the color of chestnuts.

"Wanna play 'Makeover'?" She asked, though her pulling hand suggested that the answer was going to be yes no matter what.

"Of course! Are you gonna do me?" Chat Noir sat down on another rug in front of Ladybug, who had pulled a sewing kit out and was off to work on the plushy's arm.

The girl nodded, leaving to grab a small makeup set.

Chat waited patiently as she chose her colors. "So, what's your name?"

"Juleka," she relied without looking up.

He chuckled, watching her squint at the colors of blushes and eyeshadows. He looked up at Ladybug, "Where on earth did you get that kit from anyway? I didn't see you carrying anything."

Ladybug glared at Chat Noir and mouthed 'out-my-ass' and turned back to her sewing. Chat assumed that meant he wasn't supposed to be asking those sorts of things, and remembered he was supposed to stay in character.

"Yeah, where did it come from?" Rose scrunched her face and put her hands dramatically on her hips.

"Magic," Ladybug winked.

Rose giggled, "Oh! Yeah!"

Ladybug smiled as she stole glances at Chat Noir, kneeling next to Juleka as she layered ruthless amounts of bright colors all over his face. Rose stood calmly next to Ladybug, staring impatiently at her bunny - who was undergoing surgery.

The bunny was fixed rather quickly, and so was Chat Noir. He grinned at her with a rainbow on his face, forcing her to hold in a thunderous laugh.

Eventually, the two girls forced Chat into a tutu - RIP the elastic band, pun intended - Ladybug ended up having to sew the ends of the waistband back together after he took it off.

The girls enjoyed running around and playing pretend with their two new favorite heroes for the rest of their visit. Once it was about time to head back, Rose blinked up at Chat Noir.

"Is she your girlfriend?" She pointed to Ladybug.

Chat nearly choked, "U-uh…"

Juleka threw her fist into the air, "Kiss!"

Ladybug chimed in, "Um."

Before they knew it, Rose and Juleka were chanting for them to kiss.

"We can't-" Ladybug started.

"Awww, please!" Rose and Juleka dragged out the please as long as they could.

Chat Noir was horrified, though he wasn't sure if it was because he was obligated to do whatever was asked of him - within reason, Plagg made sure to emphasize - while on the job, or if it was because his face looked like a unicorn had spat on his face - the makeup now smudged from hours of rolling, jumping, and running around

"Oh, alright..." Ladybug finally mumbled. Chat risked a stay-in-character smirk at her, while he screamed on the inside.

Ladybug took a step closer to Chat Noir and brushed her lips against his cheek, snorting when she felt purple powder rub off on her. It wasn't romantic, but the humor of it all certainly helped calm them both.

"No!" the two girls shouted, "On the mouth, like Usagi and Mamoru!"

Ladybug and Chat Noir stared at each other. They weren't really going to listen to a couple of children, were they? Were their annoying shouts going to persuade them to do something this crazy?

For some reason, Ladybug actually turned towards Chat Noir and teased his lips with her close breaths-

"You two about ready to go?"

Ladybug jumped back and smiled nervously at Madame Lavillant. She seemed confused, so she must not have come to the doorway in time to see what was going on.

Ladybug and Chat Noir took this as both an excuse and an opportunity to leave, saying their goodbyes to the two girls and jumping into the car without looking back.

On the drive back, Chat Noir wanted to ask if she was really going to go through with the kiss. If she was, then, why? Was it because she took her job so seriously, that she'd take orders from kids? Or was it because she kind of wanted to- no! No, he wouldn't let himself even think of it. There was no way. They hadn't known each other for that long. There was no way.

The ride remained silent the rest of the way.