Marinette blushed as Adrien looked down at her, giving her a tiny, adorable, and totally to-die-for smile. She felt her whole body go numb as she asked him, "Can I have your autograph?" |_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_| Chat Noir was going to feel stupid for asking his partner such a question. He bit his cheeks, wanting her to avert her blue-eyed gaze so he could breathe. And then he said it. "Can I have your autograph?" |_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_| "I'm just doing this so he can feel better about himself, right?" Marinette asked herself. She raced over to the leather-clad boy, who was positioning his staff so he could lift off. "Wait!" she cried out. Out of breath, she panted: "Can I have your autograph?" |_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_| Adrien felt his body go hot as he glanced at her in her suit, her hands on her hips. "Um..." He rubbed the back of his neck before mumbling, "Can I have your autograph?" |_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_| Lots and lots of fluff. Maybe, MAYBE, MAAAAYBE a bit of sin. (Close your eyes pure children) Cover by @SummerSnowQueen