Red Strings And Markers

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Ladybug had just arrived at her terrace, the time was a little past midnight. Her transformation wore off and she was back to being Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Her little ladybug kwami, Tikki, twirled in the air several times before she floated over Marinette's shoulder.

"Another great job Marinette!" She said as she nuzzled into the teenager's cheek.

Marinette gave a small chuckle, holding the small kwami in her hand.
"Thanks Tikki, there's some cookies on the desk so you can snack on."

Tikki nodded quickly and rushed inside as Marinette opened the trapdoor down to her room. She went down the ladder and into her dark room. She passed by her desk and turned the lamp on, watching Tikki enjoying a chocolate chip cookie. Marinette giggled quietly and grabbed a pink marker that was sitting on her desk and went over to her bed.

Marinette flopped down onto her bed with a tired sigh, rolling up the sleeve of her long sleeve pajama shirt. As if on cue, green ink slowly appeared on the inside of her forearm.

"It's truly bittersweet to leave you on such a beautiful night like tonight." The handwriting was neat and seemed to almost glow as she read it. She exhaled a little and gave a soft smile, bringing her marker to her mouth and holding the lid in between her teeth as the marker popped out. She passed her hand over her arm several times and the green ink disappeared, allowing her to have some place to write.

"Unfortunately, I don't have as much spare time as you do." Marinette's handwriting was usually large, but when it came to communication through skin, she learned to minimize the size of her writing to fit a longer message. She watched as the pink ink started to fade off her skin, adding a few seconds before the green ink started to appear again.

"Surely you could spare some time for this Caturday?"

Marinette couldn't help the snort that slipped out of her lips. She passed her hand over the green ink and quickly scribbled back.

"Caturday?"

"It's a day of the week where I get your full attention."

"And what day is that?"

"It's every day and I must say, you've been pro-cat-stinating a lot."

Marinette let out a laugh and she brought her hand to her lips to silence herself when Tikki looked up at her sleepily from her desk. She passed her hand several times over the green ink, bringing her pink marker to write.

"Good night Chat Noir." She wrote this slowly and with strokes as gentle as if she was doing calligraphy. She stared at the pink ink for what seemed like forever, long enough that she decided to get up and turn off her lamp, pulling Tikki's blanket over her kwami's tiny figure.

Marinette went back to her bed and laid down, pulling her blanket over her, noticing the pink ink was still on her arm. "He must have fallen asleep." She spoke to herself quietly, blinking slowly.

Marinette felt the ghost of the touch of a marker on her skin and she looked at her arm groggily, raising it to see his final words in the moonlight. "Good night, my lovely Ladybug." Marinette let out a smile before letting her arm drop down to her side and fell asleep.

The next morning, Marinette woke up with a new message on her arm.

"Good morning my lovely lady! Hope you wonderful day today and hopefully we can partake in Caturday today."

Marinette could literally almost see the smirk that her partner possessed when he wrote that on his arm for her to see. Marinette had the urge to reply back, but her kwami forbade her to do so.