Something So Magic is officially on Archive Of Our Own!
The first two chapters of Something So Magic are posted for all to read! And yes, before you ask, I do plan on continuing into a full length story. Since there was such a popular demand for more, how could I possibly resist?
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Something So Magic | Part Two
One part of Marinette couldn’t believe what she had done. Of all people to have a one night stand with, it just had to be Chat Noir, her flirty partner in (fighting) crime, who she had already rejected multiple times. On the other hand, she absolutely could believe it. Because one, of course she would, she was the queen of Mary Sues and bad decisions, and she knew it. Two, she wasn’t blind. She knew more than anyone just how very attractive Chat Noir was. Around Ladybug, he seemed to flaunt his charms and good looks everywhere he went. It made him seem like a Greek god, well aware of his otherworldly beauty.
But with Marinette, he was less of a show-off, snobbish prince, and more like an Aladdin. Kind, handsome, nervous but excited, definitely a bit mischievous, but mostly kind. He definitely gave off more of a street cat vibe with her rather than the superhero of Paris.It was hard not to fall for him in the pale moonlight, with that black mask the made his eyes stand out just like he knew it did.
Despite all of this, Marinette knew it couldn’t be allowed to happen again. She felt dishonest, as if she had taken advantage of him and his feelings for her. And how deceitful did the two of them have to be to just snap like that? Not once had they kissed, Marinette noted. Yes, his mouth had been all over her, as shown with the hickies scattered across her body, but despite all that they had done, he had never kissed her, nor did she ever kiss him.
It was almost astounding. All of that passion, arousal, and neediness, caused just by his touch. It wasn’t as if she didn’t know what kissing him felt like; she’d done so as Ladybug before, and despite how brief it had been back then, she did have to force herself to stop. It was addicting, that closeness with her partner, and whatever control Marinette did have over herself, it was instantly washed away once she remembered what he tasted like.
What if he had kissed her during their night together? The mere thought sent an all-too-familiar shiver through her, making her cross her legs subconsciously as she swallowed.
Seriously, this was not the kind of thing to think about in class.
But then after class was lunch, and Marinette went home, too distracted by her own thoughts to agree to hang out with any of her friends. Alya had seemed concerned, but dropped it in the end. Marinette just hoped and prayed with everything she had that there would be no akuma attacks today. Ignoring the slight ache in her body, she just wouldn’t have been able to properly face Chat after what had happened. Not as Ladybug at least. Ladybug wasn’t supposed to know that he was actually a great kisser, and an absolute gentleman in bed. At least as Marinette, she’d have an excuse to be awkward near him.
Once home, Marinette thanked her Ladybug luck that neither of her parents were home. Depositing her school-things on the couch of the apartment, she slouched into the cushions with a sigh. Tikki stared at her with a knowing expression, saying nothing as Marinette thought things through.
At some point, Marinette realized just how - er - uncomfortable her pants were starting to feel. Grabbing a box of cookies for Tikki, she placed them on the table for her, and walked upstairs to grab some clothes. And possibly a towel.
She hadn’t expected the black cat to be back so soon.
He waved at her sheepishly from the skylight, and Marinette couldn’t help but smile back. Closing the trap door, she greeted him loud enough to let Tikki know to stay out of sight.
“Chat Noir.”
“Princess.”
She let him in, melting instantly once he was pressed against her. Chat was holding her to his chest, inhaling her smell and nuzzling at her hair. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around him with a sigh, before he cleared his throat. Once she looked up, letting him know he had her attention, he began to speak.
“I, uh,” he stammered out, his face looking a bit red. “I know that you said you could get them for yourself, but, well… It just didn’t sit well with me that I might not have left enough, or you might not have enough-”
“Enough of what?” she cut him off, tilting her head. Enough of him? She doubted she’d ever have that…
“Um…” He pulled out a small plastic bag from his pocket, with a drugstore brand printed on it. “Plan B?”
Marinette’s eyes widened. “Oh. Oh my gosh, that completely slipped my mind.” Reaching for the bag, she chuckled nervously, glancing at him. “Uh, thank you.”
Chat gave her a grin that seemed only halfway forced. “Yeah! It wasn’t an issue. Well, not a big one, but, uh,” he swallowed. “Nevermind.”
Oh boy. Chat Noir? Stuttering? It really was the end of the world, Marinette decided. She glanced at the box, recognizing the branding and quickly looked over the instructions. It was best to take it as soon as possible, so she politely excused herself to get some water, offering to grab him anything he might want.
“Well, a block of cheese wouldn’t hurt?” he forced out. “If that’s okay.”
She nodded, and went downstairs without question. If he’d said that to any other person, maybe they’d have been confused. But Marinette, having a Kwami herself, understood exactly why he needed the cheese. So after grabbing a bottle of water, swallowing the pill, and chugging down half the bottle, she grabbed a small slice of cheddar, and returned upstairs with it.
Once she opened the trapdoor, she was greeted with the sight of Chat staring at the chaise, and the discarded black sash on the floor. Marinette had been too tired - and quite frankly too sore - to really clean anything up, or climb up to her loft bed before going to sleep last night. Chat had offered to get her anything from downstairs, but in the end they both agreed it would be better if he just left before Marinette’s parents found him. It had taken almost an entire can of air freshener to clean up the smell last night had left behind. Marinette’s heart went out to Tikki and Plagg, who were being very patient about everything.
Well, Tikki was. From what she’d caught last night, Plagg was mildly annoyed but wasn’t going to cause too much of a fuss over anything. That helped to soothe her, just a little bit. At least he wasn’t pretending everything was okay.
“I couldn’t get to bed last night,” Chat admitted to her quietly. “I mean, I was tired, but I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
Marinette wordlessly handed him the block of cheese, and nodded for him to continue. Words were never her forte to begin with. “Yeah?”
He nodded, chuckling to himself. “Yeah… And as amazing as last night was, because believe me, it was perfect,” he looked at her, emphasizing just how perfect it was with a grin, before his expression fell again. “Absolutely perfect, but…”
“But we can’t do it again.”
He winced at the words, and nodded while he looked away from her again, attention drawn to the messy state of the furniture. “It was a risk we really can’t take, not only the lack of protection, and the fact that I can’t tell you who I am, which, you know, if you had gotten, uhm,” he met her eyes before looking away with a flush, “pregnant,” he whispered, before clearing his throat, “then you would be in danger. And that would be my fault.”
Marinette wasn’t surprised to hear any of this. It was the same argument she’d told herself all morning before coming to the conclusion to tell him the same thing the next time that they saw each other. If they saw each other…
“And then there’s Ladybug.”
Marinette’s eyes went wide at that, and suddenly she couldn’t stop seeing Chat’s subtle smile at her alter-ego’s name. “Ladybug?”
“Yeah,” he cleared his throat. “I still have feelings for her, and I always will. And I’m not trying to be mean when I say this, Marinette, but no matter how I feel for you, Ladybug comes first. I owe it to her to not go and sleep with another girl, even if I do like her.”
Even if he did like her? DId that mean that…? Oh boy. Marinette blushed hard at the realization, and didn’t even notice it when Chat had stepped closer. That is, until her took her hands into his.
“Marinette, I like you.” He intertwined their fingers and smiled at her, slowly moving forward until Marinette was on the wall, their hands on either side of her head. “I mean, I really like you.” She smiled back at him, appreciating both the boldness and the fact that she wasn’t really pinned. But then his smile faded, and he pulled away from her. “But I’m in love with Ladybug. So it isn’t fair - to either of you - if I kept this up. Because I know that if I was asked to choose…”
Marinette smiled at his unwillingness to finish the sentence, and gently took his hand into hers. Even when he really wanted something, his loyalty to her came first. He was telling her the truth in a way that might hurt her, but would get the message across. Maybe she should have felt upset that Chat technically rebounded with her, but he hadn’t played her. Nor would he string along. Now, she had no doubt that the next time he saw her as Ladybug, he would tell her about what had happened, and likely wait for her to get upset with him, just as he was waiting for Marinette to do the same.
“Do yourself a favor, kitty, and stop worrying about us,” she said gently, stroking his face. “Make the choice that makes you happy, and see what the consequences are. Because they’ll be worth it, I promise.”
Her heart all but fluttered when he turned his head to kiss her palm. “Then, with your permission,” he gave her a smile as he stepped closer to her. “May I kiss you?”
She nodded, feeling butterflies in her chest as he drew closer. Finally, a kiss. Something to complete those new fantasies of hers.
As their lips met, Marinette felt him gently cup her chin with one hand, and carefully hold her waist with the other. He really was a gentleman, she hummed to herself as she leaned into him. Even if he was taking something he wanted. So maybe she could give him something too.
So if anyone has ever listened to Super Junior’s “Black Suit” and read the translated lyrics, it’s such a MariChat or Suave Adrien to Marinette song. I made a fanart for it but it pretty much sucks so I’m going to have to try again.
Anyone I recommend the song if you’re in a MariChat mood and look up a video where it has the lyrics translated with the song.
Chat Noir: DAMN IT CHITANDA WHY ARE YOU SO CURIOUS HOUTARU IS REALLY ANNOYED CANT YOU SEE OH MY GOD Marinette: Chat? Watching Anime again? *annoyed face* Chat: yes,princess.. This anime is called Hyouka. Marinette: well then.. Chat: princess,can I be your SINpai *smirks* Marinette: gASP
