Marinette drowsily blinked her eyes open, soon enough feeling her head resting on a shoulder. She widened her eyes as she saw her boyfriend looking down at her lovingly.

"Shoot!" she groaned, rubbing at her head as she sat up, "Did I take a nap?"

"Yep." the blond admitted, chuckling lightheartedly as he saw the state Marinette was in. Her hair was all messy, her eyes were droopy and tired, and she looked like one of those people who stayed up reading all night, in the morning resulting in tiredness.

On the contrary, Adrien looked like he had just come down from heaven, his perfect locks of golden hair were in their right position, his eyes were bright and cheery and he didn't even look sick, "But don't worry, I took one too."

"You did?" the bluenette exclaimed, giving him a look of absolute bewilderness. She didn't believe him. He didn't even look sick for goodness sake! There was no way he could have taken a nap with her!

"Yep." the blond agreed, ruffling his hair back, "Anyway, I don't want to keep you here any further, I bet your dinner will be ready soon since it is 19:00. So, see you tomorrow?"

"Oh, dang." Marinette facepalmed, a slight pout appearing on her face, "Guess I lost track of time. Yeah, I'll come back with something special." She winked after, making the green-eyed boy smile.

"I would kiss you, you know." he sighed, before a look of disappointment crossed his features, "Though I don't want you to get sick."

Marinette's mouth curved into a smile, patting his shoulder reassuringly as she stood up, wiggling out of the blanket Alya placed on top of the duo, "Stay healthy, Kitty. Now, where is Tikki?"

"Here!" a voice squeaked, a blob of red zooming in Marinette's direction. The pigtailed girl smiled as she opened her purse, Plagg then zooming out of the trash bin him and Tikki were in enjoying their snacks, his owner giving the black kwami a glare as the red kwami zipped into her owner's purse.

"Bye." Marinette slightly waved, clasping her purse shut as Adrien nodded, Marinette reciprocating it and headed towards the door, opening it to see Adrien's bodyguard in front of it. "Sorry!"

The man huffed, before letting the teenage girl pass by, leading her to the door.

And if you're wondering, yes, Adrien never hear the end of it last night from his father at their scheduled dinner.

Luck never really was on his side.

—

"Girl!" Alya squawked through the other end of the phone as Marinette was multi-tasking the next morning, "Tomorrow the whole gang is going to go to André's ice cream! You and Adrien are so coming, it's a Sunday tomorrow so there is no saying no!"

"Okay, okay." Marinette huffed, sprinkling some salt into a pot of soup she was boiling on the stove top, pressing the phone to her ear with her free arm, "We'll be there. But now... eek! My soup is steaming! Gotta go!"

She threw the phone across the room, luckily with her mad aiming skills, it landed on the living room sofa that was just in the side room. She lifted the pot up and placed in the sink, luckily before she would set off fire.

Multi-tasking never was a skill the girl possessed, and trying to make a soup similar to her uncle's was quite the hard deal. She never was able to learn Chinese, but she learned a few Chinese tea tricks and cooking tips.

When the bowl had cooled down, she placed it on a wooden board that was on her kitchen's countertop, grabbing a thermos and spoon, scooping some of the liquid's contents and poured inside the food warmer. She was going to make a care package for Adrien to help him get through his sickness. She just needed to boil the tea, grab the knitted sweater she knit for his 16th birthday and enwrap everything into a package parcel. Yeah, complex idea, but Marinette was full of creativity. Oh! She would even provide some cheese inside for Plagg, since the creature would probably be complaining on how he hadn't received anything. She also would add a box of macaroons from the bakery, since she knew Adrien was a fan of the Dupain-Cheng bakery's pastries. Honestly, who wasn't? They were the best pastries in all of Paris.

She ran up the stairs after she turned on her water boiler, opening her trunk and filing through her presents she made for Adrien for several of his birthdays. She came across a black and green wrapped one, immediately recognizing that she had, indeed, knitted a sweater for Chat Noir too. And that's when the idea crossed her mind. She would give him his alter ego's present now. He always did appreciate any gratitude for his superhero work. So she thought that it would cheer him up.

She had gotten a text last night from him saying that his father never let him live it down that he didn't tell him about her as his girlfriend. The blond also said that his father had arranged a dinner next week for him to be able to 'properly' meet her.

Well, she didn't mind seeing his father. What made her dread the meal was the absolute silence. The utter haunting of it creeped into her, making her unable to stand it any longer. And the fact that she had to be so formal, not try to make a fool of herself or else Gabriel might not approve of her as his son's girlfriend, was terrifying. She hated the man for locking Adrien up into his expectations, expecting him to be the embodiment of perfection. Heck, he even believed he was.

But Adrien wasn't. Mr. Agreste just didn't look hard enough, or else he would have seen how broken the boy really was. But Marinette being his girlfriend changed his life for the better. The man just had to stop thinking with what his brain knew, he had to start thinking with his heart. Gabriel had to let down his selfishness and see the needs of others like his own son's.

Marinette grabbed the parcel and a spare cardboard box and rushed down the stairs, just in time for her to hear the boiler ding, the girl throwing the objects in her hand to the side and rushed over to switch the 'on' switch off. She grabbed another mug-like thermos and poured the liquid in there, reaching up into one of her cupboards and grabbed some of her tea leaves that she had earlier washed and put them into the tea soup. Marinette stirred it together carefully before it turned a faint brown colour.

She smiled to herself. Ah, yes. That was definitely the smell of Chinese tea. Though she didn't have a tea pot, so it was a little more modern than expected. She placed the spoon into the sink along with the empty soup bowl for her to wash later, grabbing the two thermoses and made her way over to the thrown box and parcel containing a sweater on the ground, placing all three objects into the small, green cardboard box. She also ran up to her fridge and slammed in the box a wheel of cheese. She just needed the macaroons and then, voilà! She would have a care package for Adrien.

Marinette hoped he was doing better. She couldn't stand seeing him sick. It was heart torturing, seeing the love of her life in pain.

She closed the box, standing up and rushed out of the second level of her house, walking down the stairs quickly and into the bakery. Marinette quickly made her way behind the counter where her mother stood and grabbed a bag, ran up to a display and grabbed several of the round-ish treats, Sabine not even questioning her daughter's rushing state for she knew her only too well.

"Bye, Mom!" the bluenette hollered, exiting the bakery as many customers questionably looked after her.

—

"Hey, Adrien!" Marinette chimed as Nathalie let her through the bedroom door of the blond's room, the boy immediately scrambling out of his desk chair where he was reviewing the notes his classmates saved for him, including the History ones because, why not?

"Marinette!" he beamed as soon as Nathalie had left the two alone, "I'm so glad you're here!"

"My," she giggled, bopping his nose after he had given her a quick embrace, "Someone's excited to see me. Luckily I have a gift for my favourite cat."

The heroine shoved the box into his hands, the blond immediately staring down at it as if it were made out of gold, "W-What's this?"

"It's a care package!" the pigtailed raven-haired girl squeaked, pointing at the lid, "It has everything you need to survive a cold."

"That's so thoughtful of you." Adrien's eyes softened as he gazed at the bluenette before him, "Thank you, Marinette."

Marinette's cheeks tinted a light shade of pink. God, she felt like she was falling in love with the blond all over again. Every time he looked at her like that, she felt the tingle of first love, like un coup de foudre just instantly strike her. The same feeling like the one when he gazed at her when giving her his umbrella.

"Say..." Adrien started up again as the two made their way down to the couch, "After we hang out here for a while, want to go to the park?"

"Are you healthy enough to go?" Marinette worriedly eyed him, the superhero only nodding.

And he opened the lid to the box, finding two thermoses, a bakery take-out bag filled with goodies, some cheese he knew Plagg would love his girlfriend for and a wrapped gift.

The two kwami's zipped out of their hidings, Plagg on the account of smelling the faint scent of cheese, rushed over to Adrien's side, "Is that cheese I'm smelling?"

"Plagg!" Tikki hissed as the kwami grabbed the wheel and zipped away, Marinette's kwami chasing after it.

Adrien chuckled before eying the wrapped gift, "Wow! Woah, what's the other gift?"

Marinette smirked cheekily, "You'll see. Something very special."

He carefully peeled the wrapping paper off, setting it carefully to the side before unfolding the sweater on his lap. It was a black and green knitted sweater with the words 'Am I the Cat's Meow or What?' imprinted on it.

"I love it!" he exclaimed, immediately pulling the article over his head, then snuggled into Marinette, "Thank you, Princess."

"Your welcome, Kitty." she chuckled, leaning into the blond, "I'm glad you like it."