I AM LITERALLY DYING OMFG SOMEONE MAKE THIS CANNON ALREADY!!!!
All Alya had been doing was taking a ridiculous amount of pictures of their small groups first ever double date. That’s it. She had been doing it all day, grabbing candid shots at the water park and the coffee shop and the walk to the park.
The moment they had found the perfect lighting, of course, Adrien had insisted he take a picture of her and Nino, since Alya had hardly gotten any, and the blogger agreed quickly, allowing Adrien to get several cutesy shots of her and Nino before demanding her phone back and situating Marinette and Adrien in the same spot.
Nino stood behind her, his chin on her shoulder while he watched her zoom in and out meticulously, Adrien and Marinette holding their pose and their smiles for nearly a minute before Nino finally poked the girl and told her to hurry up.
“Shut up, Nino,” Alya grumbled fondly, nudging Nino in the side. “Okay you two, say cheese!”
Oh no.
Adrien knew the moment the word spilled from her lips what was going to happen.
Sure enough, not a half second later, just as the flash went off, Plagg’s head popped up from behind him with a look of delight etched across his face.
“CHEESE?” he shrieked, slamming his paws down on Adrien’s shoulder and looking around frantically. “WHERE?”
Fuuuuuccckkk.
Plagg seemed to realize his mistake in a heartbeat, and his smile slowly dropped as he found Nino, Alya, and Marinette all staring at him.
“Uhhhh…hi?” the kwami offered sheepishly.
Adrien slapped his hand to his face hard enough for his skin to sting, and he groaned. “Plaaaaggggggg,” he whined. “Why would you do that?”
The cat threw his paws out helplessly. “There was cheese mentioned, Adrien! It’s my one weakness!”
“Adrien?” Nino managed to get out. “What the hell?”
Alya tilted her head, eyes locked on Plagg and mind working furiously. “It..kind of looks like Chat Noir,” she noted.
Adrien was about to try and deny that when a low, shrill sound started emerging from his right.
The trio turned to find Marinette staring at him, her eyes wide and her face sheet white. Her jaw was working as if she wanted to say something, but the only thing coming out of her mouth was that whine.
“Marinette?” Adrien said carefully, furrowing his eyebrows. “Are you okay?”
A garbled bunch of words that Adrien hadn’t heard from her since their first date stumbled out over her lips, hands flying and fingers pointing and arms waving.
Adrien carefully reached out, trying to ignore Plagg’s weight on his shoulder, and grasped Marinette’s hands in his own. “Marinette,” he said firmly.
She took a deep breath and flung a hand helplessly at Plagg. “You’re Chat Noir,” she got out.
Adrien felt the blood drain from his face and he glanced backwards at Alya and Nino, who were watching the two of them with slack jaws. “I…how…?”
Plagg shifted on his shoulder and sighed. “Sorry Adrien,” he mumbled. “Guess I kind of screwed that one up.”
“I’ll say!” Adrien snapped.
A sharp intake of breath made him glance back again to find Nino looking somewhat hurt and Alya looking awestruck. “You really are-?”
He interrupted the reporter quickly, clasping his hands in front of him desperately. “Yes, okay, but Alya you can’t tell anyone. You guys could get hurt if you do.”
Alya bit her lip in indecision, but Nino’s gentle hand on her shoulder made the girl nod, and Adrien breathed a sigh of relief before turning back to Marinette. “Mari,” he whispered, reaching a hand out. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but-”
A sharp laugh spilled from Marinette’s lips and she started cackling like mad, leaning over and clutching her stomach to keep from dropping to the ground. Adrien just stared at her in disbelief, a confused expression on his face.
“Well,” Plagg murmured. “You broke her.”
Marinette struggled to get her breath back, waving a hand in the air and moving her other hand to her purse. “No…no it’s…pfffttt….this is….so stupid…”
Adrien frowned and twisted his hands together. “Stupid?” he repeated softly.
Marinette shook her head quickly and in one swift move had unclasped her purse, digging inside and yanking Tikki out. “Stupid,” she managed to laugh before finally hitting the sidewalk and snickering, leaving Tikki floating in the air in complete bewilderment.
“Tikki!” Plagg squealed, darting for the kwami and tackling her in a hug.
“Tikki?” Nino asked in confusion.
“Marinette!?” Alya yelped, throwing her arms out.
Adrien’s breath had pretty much escaped from his lungs as he stared down at Marinette, who had finally pulled herself together and was now watching him with a twinkle in her eyes.
“My Lady.”
AHHHGLFKCKFOFISKCHJJDHGGGGGFDFFZSXBHBVBBBHHHHHHHHH!
‘Hello darkness’
OH MAN
oh my quantic gods