"A little to the left? Ah, that's nice." Chat Noir sighed contentedly from his spot on Marinette's lap as she scratched his head. "Thanks, Marinette."

Marinette rolled her eyes. "I don't even know how I got here."

"You love me, that's how. You love me so much that you're willing to scratch my head whenever I want."

Marinette glared down at him and stopped her scratching. "Don't push it, Kitty."

"Sorry." Chat Noir closed his eyes. "Really, though. Thank you. I've been really stressed lately and oddly enough, this helps a lot."

Marinette resumed her scratching. "What's been stressing you out?"

Chat frowned. "Nothing much, Hawkmoth, school, home, work. Typical stuff. It's just been piling up and spilling over."

Marinette nodded. "I get it. Well, you're welcome to stop by for some kitty scratches if things get too stressful anytime you want."

Chat Noir grinned. "Thank you, Princess." He opened one eye. "I told you that you'd be willing to scratch my head whenever I wanted."

"I said if things get too stressful!"

"Well, I'm stressed all the time."

Marinette grinned. "Whatever."

Chat Noir closed his eye. "You're good at this."

"Well, I better be if you're gonna come here often."

Chat hummed in response. "I will." He yawned. "God, I've been so," he yawned again. "Tired lately."

"You should stop coming by so late at night then." Marinette quipped. When Chat didn't respond, she looked down to see that he had fallen asleep. She smiled fondly and continued scratching his head. "Good night, sweet kitty."