Info:
-you're a confident female
-you're best friends with Adrien (& his hero persona, Chat Noir, but don't know that they're one in the same. Though you have a suspicion)
-Adrien/Chat likes you & same vise versa
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Your POV
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I lean against the railing on my balcony under the sparkling stars, like I do every night as I wait for Chat Noir to come. Ever since he saved me, on the day I met Adrien actually, he's been coming to see me nightly. At first to "make sure that" I'm "not being targeted," but then it turned into casual conversations.

Conversations where we'd talk late into the evening about anything and everything, getting to know one another without him giving away his true name. Though I have a sneaking suspicion that his true identity is Adrien Agreste, my best friend.

I have multiple reasons for this theory.

One, they look identical to one another. The only difference are the outfits.

Two, they sound exactly the same. Whether it be just talking or laughing.

Three, it's a little questionable about Chat saving me on the same day that I met Adrien. Though this could just be irony and really mean nothing after all.

I'm ripped out of my thoughts when I hear a quiet thump from behind me. I smirk a little as I straighten my back, turning around with my left hand still attached to the railing.

"Hey, Chat. Took ya long enough," I tease and he chuckles, stepping closer.

He takes my right hand and kisses the back of it gently, cheekily smiling up at me as he replies, "My apologies, M'lady."

Chat stands straight again, stepping back to lean against my wall, our hands slowly releasing. I giggle and shake my head, rolling my eyes playfully at his flirty manner.

I then let my weight fall against my railing, casually using my hands to hold onto the bars behind me below my waist, around the top to the back of said railing.

We get lost in our words within mere seconds, chatting the night away once more. I decide to put my plan into motion about an hour in, the clock striking midnight.

"Hey, there's this guy named Adrien that I'm friends with who looks exactly like you. Do you know him?" I inquire innocently, trying not to make it obvious that I'm up to something.

Chat had stiffened up a little at hearing the name "Adrien," which is definitely a red flag. Either they're the same person, or they aren't exactly allies. Which wouldn't make any sense considering they both act completely the same way and are amazing people.

"No, I haven't met him," he answers coolly, trying not to seem nervous, but I can see right through his facade by the way he's fidgeting and darting his gaze around.

Eyes on anything but me.

He's lying.

I take it a small step further, acting seamlessly. At least to where I don't give myself away.

"Ah, well, shame. I actually have a thing for him and was curious if you knew whether he likes me too or not," I say, looking away with a tiny grin before shrugging, seeing Chat's shocked face out of the corner of my eye.

Now, I said what I did because I know that both Chat and Adrien have at least some feelings towards me. Just looking at their body language tells me that, and they both give me a similar sort of "special treatment."

And given by the way Chat replies immediately, my plan has almost been successful.

"He does like you!"

This news actually caught me off guard a little bit, but I smoothly recover when I raise an eyebrow at him. My eyes locked onto his, I ask, "If you don't know him, then how would you know how he feels?"

His eyes scan everything around me again as he stumbles for words, for an excuse to tell me. Sometimes his wide eyes reach mine for a split second before he looks away, a blushing mess.

Chat tries to inform me that he just has a gut feeling about it or whatever, hesitating.

That's when I know for sure who Chat's true identity is, and I was right all along.

I smirk and cut off his rambling, "I know it's you, Adrien."

He stares at me, eyes somehow even wider than before, mouth slightly agape. He de-transforms back into his regular self, still watching me in shock.

Adrien makes a bold move and steps closer swiftly, grabbing both of my hands in his. I feel my own face start to burn from the contact, but I ignore it. I almost didn't catch what he said to me.

"How'd you know it was me?"

"It was blatantly obvious." I giggle before adding, "Well, to me at least."

Adrien chuckles sheepishly, "You can't tell anybody that I'm Chat Noir, alright? I know you wouldn't, but I need to be sure."

"You have my word," I promise, looking into his eyes with a sincere expression.

This time I'm not acting.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

He then gets his cheeky, yet oh so flirty, grin back as he pulls me a bit closer. Close enough to where our noses are almost touching.

"You have a thing for me?" Adrien purrs, his hands gently rubbing my upper arms, my hands on his chest.

Face flushing again, I smirk right back and coquettishly tease, "Maybe I do, maybe I don't. You'll have to figure it out."

"With pleasure, M'lady."

Adrien then placed his lips on mine, ours moving slowly in sync as I tug him closer by his shirt collar. He wrapped his arms around my waist securely, yet loosely.

I get a tingling sensation running down my spine from his touch, practically craving it. I feel him shiver a little bit as I reach my hand up to play around with his hair. Said hand softly slides down to caress his jaw, some of my fingers behind his ear.

He carefully moves us so that he can pin me against the wall, his back now facing the railing.

Sadly, the kiss must end due to the lack of oxygen, and it leaves us blushing a bright red as we pant like dogs.

Not wasting anymore time, Adrien whispers, now with a smile, "Will you be my girlfriend, YN?"

I grin at his question and mutter back a reply, my heart soaring, "Of course, kitty.~"

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-CastrarWolf