I apologize for the delay guys; some stuff came up. Here is the final part.

Chapter 3

Adrien didn't remember the rest of the school day. He couldn't think of anything else besides the fact that Ladybug was sitting behind him. He couldn't believe it. He had spent two years longing to know Ladybug's identity and she had been there the whole time. What were the odds of Ladybug and Chat Noir being classmates? It was an almost impossible coincidence.

He had spent the whole school day avoiding Marinette. He didn't even know what he was feeling; he couldn't face her just now. His mind was in chaos; he needed at least to organize his thoughts before he was ready to face her. He also spent the rest of the day avoiding Nino, who was worried about his odd behavior, and Alya who wanted to know what wrong with him.

He never thought he would say this, but he was glad when the school bell rang and he could go home to lock himself in his room.

"Marinette is Ladybug. Ladybug is Marinette," was the first thing that came out of his mouth when he was finally alone with Plagg.

"I'm glad you finally know. It was annoying to hear you whining about how you love two girls, knowing they are the same."

The two girls Adrien loved turned out to be one amazing girl. If Ladybug was out of his league, and Marinette was out of his league, they being the same was like impossibly unreachable for Adrien.

"Why do you look so sad? They are the same girl!" said Plagg, confused, while he served himself a piece of camembert, "I thought you'd be elated to know you don't have to choose."

Plagg was right. He had always secretly hoped Marinette turned out to be Ladybug. Problem was, now he knew she was in love with someone else. She had gushed about Félix to him and then called him by his name when he kissed her.

"She doesn't love me, Plagg."

"Look, I usually don't like to get involved in the whole love stuff, but this is getting ridiculous." Plagg looked at Adrien with a serious face, "there is no someone else. Tikki's chosen is in love with you. She is in love with you as Adrien, that's why she rejects you as Chat Noir. Now stop whining."

Adrien looked at Plagg for a couple of seconds, processing this information and then said, "I know you are trying to comfort me, but that's not actually helping you know."

"I'm serious."

"She is in love with Félix."

"She is not. We talked about this before; I already told you she is not in love with him."

"You actually didn't. You only told me I was being absurd and offered me a piece of camembert. When I insisted on talking about it you claimed cheese was better than girls anyway."

"Kid, camembert is better than girls, that's not up for discussion."

"Camembert doesn't fall for my cousin so I guess you are right."

"You have no idea how close I am to gagging you with a dirty sock." Plagg looked positively exasperated at this point. "She is in love with you. It's quite obvious. You are just an oblivious idiot."

Adrien didn't reply to Plagg's statement. Plagg looked so convinced of what he was saying that Adrien almost believed him. He wanted to believe him. But he couldn't. He had enough evidences that Marinette was in love with Félix.

"Should I tell her I know her identity?"

"That's up to you. Do you want to?"

Adrien only thought about it for a moment.

"She deserves to know. I'm definitely going to tell her, I just don't know when."

She was going to be really pissed about him for finding out her identity. But he had to do it, he couldn't live wondering whether Ladybug was Bridgette or not.

Suddenly, realization dawned on him.

Marinette was in love with Félix. He was too busy suffering over that, that only now he remember a little, tiny detail.

"Félix is in love with Bridgette."

"What? I mean, yes he is but what does that have to do with anything?"

"Marinette is in love with Félix, but he doesn't reciprocate her feelings. He is in love with Bridgette," Adrien explained. His heart ached at the thought of Marinette loving Félix while he loved Bridgette.

Did Adrien love her that much that it pained him to know that her love for another man was unrequired? Apparently yes.

He was screwed.

"Oh, for the love of cheese! I've told you one million, three thousand, one hundred and six times, Tikki's girl is not in love with Félix."

"She is, and he doesn't love her back," stated Adrien. "He's my cousin and I love him and everything, but what an idiot he is!" Adrien was laying on his bed now. "He is loved by the most amazing girl in the universe and he is not even interested. Idiot!"

Plagg didn't reply he just stared at Adrien as if he was the idiot.

"I know why she loves him. She told me. He is smart and generous. I guess any girl would fall for that. But I can't understand how he can't see her? Is he blind?"

Plagg lack of reply didn't discourage Adrien from talking.

"I don't want her to suffer. But I know there is no hope, Félix doesn't even bother paying attention to any other girl besides Bridgette."

He was not sure if Plagg was still listening to him, but he didn't care; he needed to get all of this off his chest.

"Maybe one day she'll notice me. I know I'm not Félix, but I'm fine being her second choice."

Plagg's vow of silence ended there.

"Do you even hear yourself? Like, when you are talking? Have some self-respect kid."

"I have self-respect," claimed Adrien. Plagg made a face, making it obvious he didn't believe him. "I do. It is just that, well, with a girl like Maribug, being a consolation prize is an honor."

"Maribug?"

"Well, I don't know what to call her. I've been seen her as two different people for so long I'm having issues seeing her as only one person now."

He stared at the ceiling for a second, lost in thought. Suddenly he bolted out of the bed and exclaimed: "Buginette! She is Marinette and she is Ladybug! I've been calling her Buginette this whole time. I came up with the perfect nickname without even…" he couldn't finish the sentence because Plagg, the jerk, tried to put a smelly sock around Adrien's mouth.

After they kissed and she called him by his real name, Marinette expected Chat to show up sooner or later on her balcony to talk about it. He never did. In fact, Marinette, without her mask, had not seen Chat Noir ever since the kiss. As Ladybug, she had seen him a total of five times in the week after the kiss, three on patrol and two because there was an akuma on the loose. And he was acting weirder than ever. He was acting all jumpy and panicky and started stuttering around her. In a manner that was very un-Chat like. It kind of reminded her on how she usually acted around Adrien.

And speaking of Adrien, he was acting weird too. For some reason, out of nowhere he started stuttering around Marinette as well. Since when he was the one who stuttered around her? Alya keep giving them knowing looks,l claiming that Adrien had finally noticed Marinette, but Marinette was not convinced. Something weird was going on, and she really needed to find out what.

The situation with Adrien was hopeless; she couldn't even ask him anything without both of them becoming a stuttering mess, let alone have a heart to heart. Alya and Nino were not helping. Alya was one hundred percent convinced the reason for Adrien's odd behavior was because he had suddenly fallen for Marinette. Nino was loyal to Adrien and he kept repeating Adrien's half-assed excuses that none of them actually believed anymore.

The situation with Chat Noir wasn't much better. He stopped visiting Marinette on her balcony, and he was acting as if he was scared of Ladybug or something, so there was no way she could ask him. She was so close to just kidnapping (catnapping? Ha!) Chat and threating to not let him go until he told her what was wrong with him lately.

At least Marinette hadn't had much time to dwell on desperation over not knowing the reason for Adrien and Chat's unusual behavior. This had been one of the busiest weeks of her life. There were two akuma attacks. The bakery had received a big order and she had to help her parents. She also had her duties as class president. There was a big inter-schools sport event and she had to help in the organization.

If all of that wasn't enough she had also decided to make a banner for every one of her classmates that were participating in any of the competitions:

Kim, Swimming.

Alix, Skating.

Max, Chess.

Adrien, Fencing.

She put her heart on all the banners. But she'd be lying if she said she didn't put a lot of extra effort in Adrien's.

The day of the event, Marinette was having troubles walking around the school with four gigantic banners. Where was Alya or any other of her friends when she needed them? She couldn't see where she was going and she ended up running into someone.

Suddenly two people were helping her picking up the banners.

"I'm sorry! I'm such a klutz! I have to carry all of these and…" She was apologizing when she noticed who she was talking to.

After a week of avoiding her as Marinette, and running away from her as Ladybug, suddenly she was face to face with Félix. He was wearing what looked like a tennis garment, and was holding a racket. The other person who was helping her was someone wearing a fencing suit, mask and everything.

"Good Morning, Dupain-Cheng," he said casually. Suddenly Marinette felt anger boiling inside of her. He kissed her; he avoided her for a week, and now he dare to just say good morning to her, just like that. She was going to skin him.

"Oh, now it is Dupain-Cheng?"

Oh, she was 'Dupain-Cheng' now, not 'Princess', 'Little Lady' or any other of his ridiculous nicknames for her.

"That's your last name, isn't it?" He dared to look confused.

"You-are-un-be-lie-va-ble" She emphasized every syllable, poking him on the chest with her index finger. "You kiss me, then you avoid me, then you play dumb. Even though you know I know it's you!"

"I'm afraid I don't understand what you are talking about." How could he sound so cold, distant? So very un-like the Chat she knew and loved.

There, she admitted it. After the past three weeks she had to admit it to herself. She loved Chat. She didn't love Félix. Problem was, they were the same person. But she loved her silly, flirty, pun-loving cat and she didn't love Adrien's stoic cousin. Could she love one part of him without loving the other? She loved Chat but she didn't love the boy behind the mask. And she never stopped loving Adrien. Was that real love at all?

Worst part was how he seemed to reciprocate her feelings as Chat yet he acted as if he was in love with Bridgette as Félix. Now that she thought about it, he didn't know she was Ladybug, yet he flirted with her as Marinette and Ladybug. Was his flirting ever sincere? He probably flirted with every girl he met.

And he still had the nerve to stand in front of her, acting all confused.

Marinette was seething.

"You know what? If you are going to act like this it'll be no use talking to you." She took two banners from Félix arms, who was looking at her as if she had lost her mind, and the other two from the guy in the fencing mask who was with them. "Thank you!" she said politely to the fencer, and walked away without a second glance to Félix.

Félix was utterly confused about what had happened. He honestly didn't understand what Dupain-Cheng was talking about. Kissing? They had never kissed. He was pretty sure he'd remember if that had happened.

A little hesitation, he dared to glance at Adrien, who had just removed his fencing mask. He expected Adrien to look as confused as him. Or maybe furious, if he actually believed Félix had kissed Dupain-Cheng. What he didn't expect was the look of absolute heartbreak on Adrien's face.

Félix just wanted to drill into Adrien's head that he had never kissed Dupain-Cheng. Adrien opened his mouth to say something but Félix try to explain himself first.

"Listen, I've never…"

"I thought you loved Bridgette," said Adrien in an accusatory tone.

That was the opposite of the right thing to say.

Ever since he heard Bridgette admit she was in love with Adrien, Félix had not been sleeping properly. He had spent full nights wondering and wondering. When did Bridgette fell for Adrien? Why did she? When did she fell out of love with Félix? Was it his fault? It was probably his fault.

She had stopped seeking him out, flirting with him or giving him any kind of attention. It was not as if she was ignoring him altogether, but she was treating him the same way she treated anybody else.

For example, usually when he had a Tennis Match, she showed up dressed as a cheerleader and was no shy about showing her support screaming and cheering the loudest. He kept claiming he found it annoying, but honestly, it was somewhat nice having his own personal cheerleader. Today, she still showed up to his match, but she was not wearing her cheerleader uniform and she was not cheering louder than anybody else was.

Félix had been angry ever since discovering Bridgette loved Adrien. He was not angry at Bridgette, he could never be angry at Bridgette, no matter what. She could literally show up to his door a three in the morning and ask him to help her hide a body and he'd pretend to be annoyed but he'd be ready with a shovel in less than sixty seconds.

He was angry mostly at himself, for making Bridgette fall out of love with him.

And he was angry at Adrien for being so perfect he made Bridgette fall for him. But Félix had tried his best to not be angry at his cousin. He kept reminding himself one does not choose who you fall in love with. Adrien didn't do this on purpose and Félix had no reason to be angry at him.

He had been kind of successful in not being angry at Adrien, until his cousin accused him of loving Bridgette. How dare Adrien? He tried to remind himself Adrien didn't have an idea about Bridgette's feelings or how much Félix had been suffering. But he had lost his will to explain himself to Adrien; instead he really wanted to punch him.

He would never resort to physical violence though. That'd be beneath him. Besides, he didn't have a clue about how to throw a punch; he had never done something of the like. However, he was aware his tongue could be rather sharp if needed, and it could cause more pain than a punch ever could.

"The princess seems quite interested in me. And I'd won't deny I'm quite interested in her. I fail to see any reason why I shouldn't seize this opportunity."

He was lying through his teeth and he knew it. He didn't have any romantic interest in Dupain-Cheng and he was pretty sure Dupain-Cheng was not interested in him either. He had no idea what kiss Dupain-Cheng was talking about though. Had someone dared her to say those things? Was she trying to make Adrien jealous? Who knew? Not Félix.

The look of absolute heartbreak in his cousin's face was enough to make Félix regret his words.

Adrien didn't reply. Félix didn't have the chance to apologize and tell him it wasn't true because Monsieur D'Argencourt chose that very moment to call Adrien.

Félix felt like a jerk.

If possible, he felt even worse when Adrien gave his worst performance in a fencing match ever.

Marinette understood very little about chess. But even her, with her limited knowledge of the game, could clearly see how Max had completely destroyed his competitor in only a few minutes.

After the game ended, she and her friends were congratulating Max, when chaos broke.

Max's defeated competitor had just returned as "Chess Queen" and she was currently trying to turn everyone into pawns. Hawkmoth really needed to get a different hobby, this was getting ridiculous.

Marinette managed to hide in the bathroom to transform. When she went to face the akuma Chat was already there. She didn't know how to feel when she saw him. She was still furious with Félix about his attitude earlier, but she also still had problems seeing Félix and Chat as the same person. She wasn't sure if she was furious at Chat.

At this moment, whether she was furious at him or not was irrelevant. They had to be a team if they wanted to defeat the akuma.

It turned out to be one of the hardest battles of her life. Not because the akuma was particularly challenging. Actually it was pretty standard as far as akumas go. The problem was Chat couldn't concentrate apparently; he seemed sad and he kept missing steps.

Ladybug couldn't concentrate either. She was paying more attention to Chat than to Chess Queen.

"Princess! Watch out!"

Upon hearing Chat's warning, she turned her head just in time to avoid being hit by a ray that would have turned her into a pawn. A second later she processed his words.

For the second time in a month, Chat had destroyed the foundation of her world with the same word.

He had never called her Princess when she was wearing the mask. That nickname was reserved for Marinette only.

"You know who I am."

It was statement, not a question.

He nodded.

She was stunned. She didn't have the chance to say anything because they were interrupted by Chess Queen.

This was not the moment to analyze the 'Chat/Félix knowing her identity' situation. Right now, they had an akuma to defeat.

"Come with me. We need to talk. Right now," was the first thing she told him after the akuma had been taken care of. He had a very good idea of what she wanted them to talk about. He couldn't believe he had been so careless to call her 'princess' mid battle. At least he didn't call her by her real name or he would have exposed her identity to Hawk Moth.

Her voice didn't leave much room for argument, but he still tried.

"I'm about to destrans…"

"It doesn't matter. There is nothing to hide anymore. I know your identity and apparently you know mine."

That was new for him. She knew his identity. Since when? Why she didn't say anything before?

He followed her to an empty classroom, and she closed the door behind her. He had imagined this scenario before but he was sure this conversation would go in a very different direction than where his fantasies usually went.

"So, you know who I am," she stated awkwardly. She probably was as lost as he was about the best way to start this conversation.

"Yes, I know." He was planning on telling her anyway, but now there was another topic he wanted to talk about "Do you know who I am?"

His miraculous beeped. He had used cataclysm about ten minutes before she had used Lucky Charm. He was going to detransform first and he wanted to be sure she actually knew who he was. She could just be fibbing.

"Yes, I do Agreste"

Oh, she did know. Ok.

"Are we on last name basis now?"

"Were we ever on first name basis?"

He felt as if he was being slapped. Sure, they were not as close as Alya and her or Nino and him, but he had assumed they were friends. He had been working on accepting she didn't love him romantically, but he hoped they could at least be friends. How many times could he get his heart broken by the same girl?

His miraculous beeped.

"How long you have known?" She asked completely unaware of the pain she caused him.

"Since the battle against Janitonator."

"So, for a little more than a week then?"

He nodded. He half expected her to tell him off for knowing her identity for eight days and not mentioning anything. Then again, she knew his identity for who knows how long. "How long have you known mine?"

Beep.

"Since Bridgette's Sixteenth Birthday Party."

So, she had known his identity for like… three weeks? A month? He didn't remember when exactly Bridgette's Birthday Party had been. How she could have found out his identity then was a mystery to him. He didn't even attend that party. He remembered his father forced him to accompany him to a boring dinner with other designers.

"How?"

"After being called 'Princess' by Félix Agreste, it was not that hard to put the pieces together."

And it turned out Adrien had been right all along about how his identity would be revealed. Marinette probably asked Félix where he got that nickname from. Félix told her that's how Adrien had her saved on his phone.

Beep.

"Oh, I see."

"How did you find out it was me?"

That wasn't a topic he really wanted to get into. She was going to skin him alive when she heard how he purposely spied on her in order to find out her identity.

He was saving of answering by his miraculous beeping one last time.

He was surrounded by a green light.

He opened his eyes and he meet Ladybug's blue eyes. She looked absolutely shocked. He didn't understand why, as she already knew his identity.

"Hello Ladybug. I'm Chat Noir's kwami, my name is Plagg. By any chance do you have camembert with you?"

Oh, Plagg. His comments were always so timely.

Ladybug didn't reply. She was just staring at him gaping like a fish. Suddenly she was surrounded by a pink light and before his eyes stood Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Her miraculous hadn't beeped yet, which make him think she dropped her transformation on purpose. However, she still was pretty much non-responsive so who knew.

"Hello Chat Noir, I'm Tikki." In his humble opinion, Ladybug's kwami was way cuter than Plagg, but he may be biased due to the fact that Tikki had never woke him up at four in the morning because she was craving cheese. "Marinette doesn't have cheese, but Plagg and I can share my cookies."

"I don't fancy cookies."

"And I don't fancy sharing with you. I guess life is unfair like that," she replied without missing a beat, "anyway, let's give this two a little privacy, shall we?"

Tikki took Marinette's purse, and she and Plagg flew to the back of the classroom.

He stared at Marinette who was seriously pale. He didn't know what has gotten into her.

"A-Adrien!"

"Yes?"

"I thought you were Félix."

And that was the final straw. He felt as if he had been stabbed.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you then," he replied angrily.

"You think I'm disappointed?" She seemed somewhere between confused and annoyed.

"It'd be perfect if the guy you are in love with turned out to be your partner who is love with you. But alas, you are stuck with me as your partner. I'm sorry I'm not Félix."

"You love me?"

"I have always loved you My Lady and I've never been discreet about it."

"I suspected Chat had a crush on me, but you are Adrien and you say you love me and…and you are Adrien… I didn't know you are Chat…. You are Adrien." She was starting to ramble and she looked like she was about to have a nervous breakdown.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I just need a second." Marinette looked like she was re-starting like Windows Vista. "We kissed! You're Chat Noir, and we've kissed. I have kissed Adrien Agreste." She was rambling again. "The only guy I have ever kissed is Adrien Agreste!"

That got his attention.

"Didn't you kiss Félix?"

"I thought I had kissed Félix! Because I kissed Chat Noir. But you are Adrien and you are Chat Noir. So, I have never kissed Félix, I have only kissed you."

"Again, I'm sorry to disappoint you." The anger was long gone from his voice. He just sounded defeated. He was embarrassed about how pathetic his situation was and he really would rather examine the pattern on the floor than meet Marinette's eyes.

She cupped his face with her hands and made him meet her eyes.

"I'm glad it was not Félix under Chat's mask." She sounded so sincere. He wanted so bad to believe her. "You know, I have been in love with you for the longest time," she added thoughtfully.

"You're in love with me?" He could not believe what he was hearing. His luck was not that good.

"Yes, ever since you gave me your umbrella, but lately I've been forced to admit to myself I also fell for someone else." Oh, he knew it was too good to be true, there had to be a but somewhere.

"Oh, I see."

"Actually, I think fell for him a long time ago, but I'm only realizing it recently."

So, this was her way of telling him she was in love with him, but she also loved Félix. This was more than what he hoped he could get from her, yet his heart ached.

"And I was so torn, because on one hand I love Adrien, my kind friend from school, and on the other hand, I love Chat Noir, my goofy, flirty partner in crime."

Adrien heart stopped working altogether.

"So you can imagine that I'm elated to discover Chat Noir and Adrien Agreste are actually the same person."

"You love me? All of me?" Adrien was glad to discover he still had the ability to talk since he was pretty sure his brain was short-circuiting.

"All of you, only you." She put emphasis on 'only'. "Actually, I don't understand why you were so convinced I love Félix."

"You told me so, on patrol," he really wanted to believe her, but there were still many things that needed an explanation. "And then you called me Félix after we kissed."

"I don't remember telling you I was in love with Félix," she said slowly "I only told you I was thinking about him."

"Same difference. Then you kept talking about how great and handsome he was."

"I only told you that because I suspected Félix was Chat Noir. So I decided to do my best impersonation of Bri gushing about Félix to see your reaction," she explained. "Apparently I misinterpreted it, and I ended up convinced Chat was Félix. That's the reason why I called you Félix after we kissed the other day."

Adrien felt lighter than he had in years. He was pretty sure he was floating right now.

"So, you don't love Félix?"

"No, not at all."

"And you love me?" He knew he was repeating himself but he wanted to be absolutely sure.

"I love you," she said, giving him her brightest smile. "And tell me, do you love me? I mean you already told me you love me, but do you love all of me? Marinette included? Or do you only love Ladybug?"

Marinette sounded so confident when she asked him this, but upon meeting her eyes he could see how vulnerable she actually felt right now.

"All of you, princess!" he said enthusiastically. He was euphoric about discovering she loved him. "Marinette, Ladybug, Maribug, Buginette or whatever other name, is the same amazing girl that I love with all my heart."

"Good." She said before leaning on him and kissing him on the lips.

This was better than the last time he had kissed her.

The last time they kissed, he was heartbroken over Ladybug loving Félix, and he felt guilty about kissing Marinette, not knowing back then they were the same. The cherry on top was she was calling him by his cousin's name.

This time they were no secret identities or misunderstandings between them. She loved him, he loved her, and they both knew it. They deepened the kiss. He put his hands on her waist and she put her hands on the back of his neck, trying to put the other closer. Adrien's heart and stomach were doing gymnastics.

Bridgette woke up confused, in a hall she didn't recognize. She remembered she was being chased by the akuma and then…nothing.

She was sure they were still in Le Lycée Françoise Dupont, but she had never been in this part of the school and she had no idea how to reach the front door.

"Cheng? What happened?" She heard someone behind her ask. She could recognize that voice anywhere but she didn't remember being with him.

She turned her head and found an equally confused Félix Agreste.

She tried her best to ignore how good he looked. His hair was uncharacteristically disheveled and that make him look way sexier than usual, if possible. Right now it was not the moment to admire him; they were lost and confused. Plus, she had to remind herself she was trying to get over him.

"I think we got hit by the akuma and turned into pawns."

"I see," he replied casually, as if being turned into a pawn was an everyday occurrence. Well, it actually was an everyday experience since Hawk Moth started terrorizing Paris.

They walked together trying to find the front door. There was an awkward silence between them. They have no idea what to talk about. Things have been awkward between them since Bridgette started suspecting about the Félix/Marinette love affair.

Le Lycée Françoise Dupont really should consider handing maps to their visitors. Bridgette and Félix were just opening random doors hoping to found a student or a teacher who could point them the way. They opened a few doors but nobody seemed to be in the school. Everybody was probably in the gym or the schoolyard.

Bridgette opened her fifth classroom door until she found somebody. It took her two seconds to realize they were Adrien and Marinette.

Not just Adrien and Marinette. They seemed to be 'busy' right now. Busy was code for making out.

She stood there, frozen, for a few seconds. She wanted to cheer for her cousin; she had been in love with Adrien since forever.

She glanced at Félix who was just frozen in place. She had been so sure Félix was in love with Marinette, or was involved with her somehow. She didn't knew how to react to this turn of events.

On one hand she was glad Marinette didn't seem to be into Félix, in fact she looked pretty content with Adrien. On the other hand, she was worried about Félix being heartbroken.

A few seconds later common sense dawned and she realized Marinette and Adrien needed privacy and they had no business staring at them.

She closed the door and they kept looking for someone who could help them.

Adrien and Marinette's kiss was interrupted by the sound of the door closing.

Weird, as Adrien was sure he saw Marinette close the door when they entered the classroom.

They jumped apart, if someone caught the making out in the school, they'd be in trouble. They turned their heads to the door at the same time. The door was closed.

They shrugged and turned their heads to stare into each other eyes and started giggling.

"You haven't told me how you found out my identity," said Marinette, putting her hands around his neck again.

Adrien stole another kiss before answering. She was going to kill him anyway; he should at least enjoy his last minutes in this world.

Félix and Bridgette finally found the schoolyard thanks to a boy with red hair who was very kind to help them.

Félix wondered if he should talk to Bridgette about what they just saw. She was in love with Adrien; seeing Dupain-Cheng kissing him was probably an unpleasant experience.

He decided against it because, a) His people skills weren't the greatest and he probably was going to end up making her feel worse somehow and b) He was not strong enough to comfort her if she was crying about another man.

"So, Marinette and Adrien." Well, he decided not to mention it, but apparently she wanted to talk about it.

"Hardly a surprise, those two had had feelings for each other for a long time now." See, this is why Félix should not comfort anyone ever. He always said the most insensitive things.

Bridgette looked at him oddly.

"I'm sorry, I know this must be hard for you." That was not what he thought she would say.

"I am sorry?"

"I know you have feelings for Marinette, you don't need to pretend with me," she explained. That only confused him further. "That's why I decided to give up on you, you know? I didn't wanted to pine for a boy who was in love with my cousin."

She thought she was in love with Dupain-Cheng. Where she even got that idea was beyond him.

Suddenly everything made sense.

The only reason why she stopped seeking him was that she thought he was in love with Dupain-Cheng.

She was not in love with Adrien. The other day when he "accidentally" heard the conversation between Bridgette and Fontaine: they were talking about him, not Adrien.

Bridgette still loved him.

At least he hoped he was not reaching the wrong conclusion.

"So, I just wanted to let you know if you wanted to talk to somebody, I'm here," Bridgette was saying completely unaware of Félix's epiphany.

Oh Bridgette. She was so selfless; she was here, admitting she was still in love with him, yet she was still offering her shoulder for him to cry about another girl. Something he had admitted to himself, he was not strong enough to do. Was it possible to love someone as much as Félix loved Bridgette?

He wanted to kiss her so badly.

Félix could count on one hand the amount of times he had acted without thinking, and this was one of them. He leaned his head with the intention of kissing her. His lips was about to touch her, when she stopped him.

"What do you think you are doing?"

Honesty was the best policy.

"I wanted to kiss you Cheng, may I?"

"No, you may not," she replied firmly "You cannot kiss me just because you saw Marinette making out with Adrien. I'm not your consolation prize."

Oh yes, they still needed to clarify that little misunderstanding.

"I'm not in love with Dupain-Cheng. Why are you so convinced I am?"

He was actually curious.

Bridgette meditated the question for a second, and then replied.

"You called her princess."

"Did I? I don't remember."

"At my birthday party. We were dancing, she came to say goodbye and you called her Princess."

"I still don't remember, but I believe you." He was being honest; he did not really pay any attention to his interaction with Dupain-Cheng that night. "I meant nothing when I called her princess."

"You say you don't remember calling her princess and then you know you meant nothing by it?" She raised her eyebrow in a perfect imitation of his 'I-do-not-believe-you face'.

"I only call her princess because Adrien calls her princess, I must have slipped."

"Adrien calls Marinette Princess?" Bridgette actually looked happy with that tidbit of information.

"A bit of a corny nickname if you ask me, but yes, he does."

"Corny? I think it's sweet."

"Of course you'd think that Cheng," he replied fondly. "Now, there is a pressing matter we need to discuss. Earlier you mentioned you were trying to get over me, right?"

"I think I did."

"Were you succeeding?"

"Not at all."

"Great, because I'm in love with you, and I wanted to know if we were on the same page here."

She jumped to his arms and kissed him full on the lips.

From: Félix

To: Adrien

4:17pm

I wanted to apologize about what I said earlier. I am not romantically interested in Dupain-Cheng, and she is not interested in me whatsoever.

To: Félix

From: Adrien

4:18pm

NBD. I already talked 2 Marinette. And I know ur not into her either. Everybody saw you scking faces with Bridgette on the schoolyard 2day.

From: Félix

To: Adrien

4:19pm

Fuck you! As if you weren't making out with Dupain-Cheng in a classroom today.

To: Félix

From: Adrien

4:21pm

That I was, and I'm not even going to ask how u knew that.

To: Félix

From: Adrien

4:21pm

Just FYI I'm saving a screenshot of your last text, as evidence that you are in fact capable of cussing.

From: Félix

To: Adrien

4:22pm

Fuck. You.

The End

I want to thank my beta, the lovely Rasiaa for helping me with this project.

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