Marichat May 2020

Day 13 - Flower Crown

Marinette clung to Chat Noir's back, her arms fastened around his neck gently. His hands were gently wrapped around her thighs just above her knees, but she did her best to forget about that. She would have been blushing the whole way if she hadn't distracted herself.

The blindfold wrapped tightly around her eyes had bothered her from the moment he'd put it on, but she held onto him tight, having promised not to peek.

"Can you tell me yet?" she asked 10 minutes into their journey. Her anticipation was making her antsy.

"Not yet!" he laughed, making a jump. Marinette held on tight, feeling that Chat wasn't moving but still hearing the wind whipping past her ears.

"Are we on a train?" she asked, feeling Chat squat down, her arms still wrapped around him.

"Indeed, princess," he replied, and she leaned her cheek against his shoulder, trying to think of where they could possibly be going that was so far away.

She felt his muscles tense once more, briefly hearing him tell her to hold on tight before he jumped again, beginning to run when he hit the ground. She focused on his breathing, listening to his heartbeat and getting lost in the sound.

In only what seemed like a few moments, he was putting her down, holding onto one of her hands so she wouldn't lose her balance.

"We're here," he told her, releasing her hand when she stood upright. She felt him move closer, and then the bandana came off, Chat's excited smile coming into view. It was a lot brighter outside than she'd expected, her eyes narrowing and her hand coming up to shield them.

"So what's this surprise?" she wondered, glancing around. There was a grove of trees behind him, and they seemed to be standing on a dirt road, but she felt like the main attraction was behind her. She moved to turn around, but Chat gripped her shoulders, keeping her staring straight at him.

"It's an early birthday gift, but I'll get you a real gift too, so don't worry," he told her, something in his eyes a little warmer than she was used to. Marinette watched his expression, seeing the same warmth remain there as her eyes finally adjusted to the sunlight. She'd realized that they definitely weren't in the city anymore because it was unusually quiet where they were standing. The sun was beating down on them, but it wasn't uncomfortable. The air felt clean and pure, and she smelled something soft lingering around her.

"Okay, you can turn around now," he smiled, looking behind her. She moved to look behind her, a bed of colors resting under the sky and making her heart flutter. They were standing just outside of the flower field she'd been talking about traveling to see for her birthday. It was more breathtaking than in any picture she'd seen, her hands coming up to her mouth as she breathed out unsteadily.

"Chat, no way!" she exclaimed, noticing that no one else was around. She turned back to him, seeing that he'd been watching her. She barreled into him for a hug, feeling him rock back on his heels a little to accomodate for her sudden assault. He laughed against her, holding her tight. She didn't want to let go, more than thrilled that he was the one there with her.

"Don't waste all this time hugging me, go see it!" he laughed happily, pushing her away gently and turning her back around.

"Thank you," she grinned back at him, stepping into the field and bending down to smell the flowers, feeling her senses fill with joy. All that life and color made her so happy, and the fact that he'd taken her all that way just to see her smile meant more than anything to her.

They walked through the field together, Chat laughing as Marinette attempted to name all the different flowers from memory. It had once been a dedicated flower garden, but the owner had retired, allowing the field to grow wild. Marinette thought it looked much more beautiful now that it could grow freely, her spirit lifting to the heavens.

Everytime she looked back at her partner, the warmth in his eyes rivaled that of the sun above them, and it made her heart stutter without fail.

Eventually, they settled down among the daisies, Chat's head ending up in her lap.

"You must be tired from running all this way," she spoke, seeing him glance up at her.

"A little," he chuckled, picking a flower and handing it to her.

"For the princess," he smiled, and she bit her bottom lip to keep her wide grin riled in.

"Thank you," she giggled, placing it in her hair.

"And happy early birthday," he said, making her smile finally come out.

"Thank you, Chat," she said happily, and he chuckled.

"You don't have to thank me over and over. You deserve it," he told her, and she blushed, looking out over the field once again. His comment made her go silent, thinking about how much she adored the superhero lounging in her lap.

The gentle wind picked up, both of them taking the opportunity to relax. Marinette found herself humming the song that was stuck in her head, and it put Chat to sleep faster than she would have thought. She gently stroked his hair, giggling to herself when he began to subconsciously purr.

She was never able to get over how peaceful and soft he looked while he was asleep. It was one of her favorite sights. She glanced down at his slightly parted lips, blushing a little. She couldn't help imagining kissing him lately, but she could never tell him. She wasn't supposed to be in love with him even though she couldn't deny that she was.

Marinette tried to distract herself, beginning to string a crown of daisies into his hair, continuing to hum to keep him asleep until he was done. She giggled to herself at how cute he looked with the flowers in his hair, snapping a picture just before his eyes fluttered open.

"Did I fall asleep?" he asked, blinking quickly. She smiled brightly as he sat up, catching his hand before he moved it to his hair.

"Wait, do you wanna see yourself?" she asked, showing him the picture she'd taken. He gasped dramatically, grinning. "You look beautiful!" she laughed happily, watching him feeling the flowers in his hair before glancing over at her.

"Not as beautiful as you," he said, and she waited for him to smirk or give her a look, but he didn't. A blush spread across her cheeks as she took her eyes away from his, feeling her heart skip a beat.

Chat leaned over and kissed her cheek gently, making her even more flustered.

"I mean it," he spoke softly. She glanced back over at him and smiled, her cheek feeling like it could burn up from where he'd kissed her.

"Thank you," she got out, and he chuckled, grinning at her.

It was without a doubt one of the best birthday presents she'd ever received. 

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