"Good evening, Purrincess..."

Marinette turned around quickly, dropping her pyjama she'd been holding in her hands. She was about to change, so noticing Cat Noir sitting on a windowsill made her be thankful that she hadn't started two minutes before, and embarrassed at the thought that he could caught her in the middle of changing clothes. Even worse, she remembered that part of the conversation with her friends when they talked about how her relationship with a superhero could look like. She blushed terribly.

"It's the second time today you visit me..." she blurted.

"Bad timing, again?" he smiled wryly.

"Better now than in five minutes... I was about to change..." she muttered under her breath.

"I hope that this time your floor is more stable?" he joked not hearing her comment. "If you felt a quake again, I can start thinking that's how I affect you..."

"Cat, Cat..." she sighed theatrically. "Only you can ruin every moment!"

"How's that?"

"I wanted to thank you for rescuing me, but now I can think only about throwing you down out the window!"

"Well, throwing me down from the fifth floor is quite opposite to being thankful." he commented, but – just in case – he shifted his legs inside the room.

"Then stop picking up everyone you see." she muttered irritably. "I thought that you've grown up a bit!"

"Of course I have, Princess!" he nodded. "I've grown up. Instead of being tempted, I brought you directly here to your friends. Safe and sound." he winked at her.

Marinette couldn't resist and laughed finally. She was so sure he said it just to make her laugh. For a moment she forgot about the talk during the dinner, about Alya's suggestions, and – above all – about the reasons she was here. She felt carefree as if she was fourteen again, and Cat Noir visited her on her balcony.

"Flatterer... Do you really think I believe that?" she asked.

Cat Noir laughed and in a dramatic act grasped his chest as if she broke his heart. Marinette looked at him amused.

"So... Alya gave you shelter?" he asked in a more serious tone. "Just for tonight, or you can stay for longer?"

"I have no idea, actually. We haven't decided anything. So far, they want to make me do the same you suggested. I mean: to go back there with an army of building experts. And I think I'll follow this advice. At least I will know something certain after that."

"So... In the nearest future I'll find you here?" Cat Noir asked.

"Yeah, I guess so..."

"You think they would give me shelter as well?" he winked at her, and she suddenly recalled her friend's suggestions.

Living with Cat Noir under the same roof? Unwittingly she looked at his cat's bell, and when she noticed she was caught red-handed by him, she turned red as a beet. He grinned as if he knew exactly what she'd thought about. God, she wanted to die!

"I don't think it would be a good idea..." she said coldly.

"Oh come on! There are so many of you that nobody will notice one more roommate."

"Be quiet, Cat!" she hissed. "All we need now is that Adrien will hear you! There's only a thin wall between our rooms..."

"Not so thin if he hasn't come in here yet."

"Why should he?"

"If that wall is indeed so thin, probably he's already heard a men's voice in your room. He should come here to protect your chastity."

"First of all, it's none of his business what I'm doing with my 'chastity'! Second of all, I don't think it's endangered."

Cat Noir looked at her thoughtfully, but decided to ignore what she'd just said. Instead of talking about her virginity, he focused on Adrien:

"Why do you think Adrien shouldn't be interested in what we're doing here?"

"We aren't doing anything improper, Cat."

"Yet. Besides, how can he guess that?"

"What do you mean: 'yet'?!" Marinette spotted, glancing at Cat Noir in shock and she unknowingly stepped back.

"We haven't seen each other for a while. I'm a grown up Cat now. Maybe I've changed?"

"You really mean that I could be in danger?" she asked – just in case.

"I'll never do anything without your permission, Purrincess. I didn't mean what we're actually doing here, but what your roommate could think we're doing."

"I don't think that my love life would be interested for Adrien." She sighed.

"Oh... Someone sounds like broken-hearted..." Cat Noir smiled knowingly.

"Let bygones be bygones..." she shrugged. "Besides, I don't understand why we're talking about that." she added, not knowing why he was asking about Adrien.

"I'm just curious."

"Haven't you heard that curiosity killed the cat?"

"Actually, I think we could help each other in healing our broken hearts." he suggested.

She glanced at him surprised. She didn't know his heart was broken. She was sure that during one of their battles she would notice that Cat Noir was upset. Of course she'd observed that her partner acted differently, but not flirting with Ladybug resulted from his relationship... One rainy evening he'd confessed that he'd started dating someone and after that she stopped paying attention to his behaviour. They still fought against Hawkmoth and his akumas, but there was no more flirting and much less joking. She didn't relate that to a broken heart. Maybe she should be more interested in his life? Maybe he needed her – as a friend?

"You mean like a support group?" she asked shyly.

"Kind of. I think that could help."

"In what, Cat? Who did break your heart?"

"Ladybug. Many years ago."

Marinette gasped. Ladybug? Ladybug? Still? So many years had passed! He had a girlfriend! At least one, but who knew?

"But..." she began. "But you told me you dated someone."

"Really?" he was surprised. "When?"

Damn it! He had told Ladybug, not Marinette about that! She forgot herself for a moment.

"It was so long ago..." she said evasively. "Probably you could mention about it when you visited me on my balcony."

"Probably." he nodded. "In that case it had to be my last visit there. I couldn't hang out with you anymore. My girlfriend was a bit... uhm... possessive..." he confessed and winced slightly. Marinette recognised this grimace instantly – her face looked exactly the same every time someone mentioned Luka. "Your boyfriend wouldn't be happy as well if he knew I was visiting you."

There you go! She winced. She didn't notice that Cat Noir observed her face expression with a sudden interest.

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind. He trusted me."

"Then why did you split up?"

"You're asking about very personal things, Cat!" Marinette replied cautiously.

"Forgive me, Princess..."

"It's just..." she hesitated, and he looked at her in astonishment that she was going to answer. "It was rather about our plans for life. I wanted a stability... Living with a musician isn't for me..."

"You prefer a well-mannered computer programmer behind this wall?" he grinned meaningfully.

"Than a musician? Or than a superhero?" she asked teasing.

And unexpectedly he blushed.