A/N. It's me again! I was going to update my other two Miraculous fanfics when this pesky little one-shot kept bugging me (pun intended) the way that Plagg pesters Adrien for cheese. Enjoy!

-THE TYPE-

Plagg honestly didn't know why he got stuck with all of the lovesick ones. It was the same thing over and over again with each Chat Noir. They would fall in love with Ladybug, who would sometimes feel the same way, but more often than not, they didn't. Said Chat Noir would moan and cry about it to Plagg and all Plagg wanted to do was enjoy his cheese in piece.

Did he really think Adrien would be any different? Adrien, teen model, excellent in everything, the sunshine child, should have had better luck in the love department than the rest of the past Chosen wielders of the Chat Noir miraculous, right?

Wrong.

He supposed that he couldn't blame Ladybug for not falling in love with this particular Chat Noir. After all, he was constantly in Adrien's company and he'd never met another Chat Noir who was quite so punny. Ladybug didn't seem to mind as much though. Sometimes he would catch a small smile on the girl's face and Plagg just wanted to bang his head against the wall because this love square was getting ridiculous.

It only got worse when he drifted to Adrien's shoulder, ready to tease him about Ladybug once again because he recognized that lovesick look on his Chosen's face when he saw that Adrien wasn't looking at a picture of Ladybug at all.

It was Marinette.

Did he figure it out? Had his dense Chosen see what was right in front of him (behind him, really) this whole time?

"I think I have a type, Plagg," Adrien said.

Nope. Of course he didn't figure it out. That would be too easy. I hate love squares, Plagg thought. Thousands of years' worth of knowledge and he'll never understand how Ladybug and Chat Noir got themselves into this particular situation. He wondered what Tikki made of it. She was always the more patient between the two of them.

Adrien must have taken his silence badly because his cheeks flushed a dark red. "Don't get me wrong, I love Ladybug. She's brave and stubborn and confident and smart and just an overall wonderful person. It's just that I think I'm also starting to have feelings for Marinette as well," Adrien said. "She's just as brave and stubborn and smart as Ladybug. Confident when she wants to be, too. They just manifest in different ways. Mainly when she's not around me." Adrien chuckled.

For the first time in a long time, Plagg was speechless.

"Ladybug's amazing and I will always love her. She's my Lady. No one can take her place in my heart. I've just been noticing how amazing Marinette is too lately."

"They also kind of look alike," Plagg said delicately.

He let that sink in.

"I guess they do," Adrien agreed.

Plagg held his breath. This didn't count as breaking the rules, did it? It's not like he was explicitly state that Marinette Dupain-Cheng was Ladybug. He wasn't going to reveal anything! Just a little hint. A tiny nudge just like all the other tiny nudges he's been giving Adrien all this time.

He doubted Tikki would approve.

He also didn't care.

"It's almost like they're the same person," Plagg said, eyeing the reaction of his Chosen carefully.

When he saw Adrien's eyes widen at his words, Plagg was certain the moment had finally arrived. Yes, he thought, that's it! The kwami was certain that Adrien had finally figured out Ladybug's identity and now he could finally stop whining about the heroine spurning his advances and focus on the more important things like giving Plagg more camembert.

"You're right, Plagg," Adrien said.

Plagg felt happier and more alert than he had in years. His Chosen had finally caught onto his words. He could taste the camembert. "Yes! Yes!"

"I definitely have a type," Adrien said.

"Exactly, you finally—wait, what?"

"It's like you said, they're really similar," he sighed. "Of course I'd fall for Marinette, too. I've definitely developed a type."

Developed a type of brain tumor? A special type of stupidity? A complete and ridiculous type of obliviousness? Plagg thought. This was it. This was officially the most frustrating Chat Noir he had ever dealt with.

Master Fu must be punishing him for some reason. He chose an especially dense Chat Noir to get back at Plagg for eating all the cheese in their winter storage a hundred years ago. That must be it. It was the only explanation.

"Plagg? Why are you banging your head against the wall? Are you okay?" Adrien asked.

Plagg paid him no mind and continued banging his head into the wall. It was much less satisfying than he thought. "Master Fu, please take me back," he muttered and cast one last look at his confused Chosen, "please."

A/N. Poor sunshine child. So dense. So blind. I love the idea of Plagg just being so done with the love square and I can just imagine the relentless teasing Adrien will have to endure from Plagg after the big reveal.

I hope you enjoyed this quick one-shot! Leave a review to let me know what you think!

-Indy