sunday some number

[alexseanchai]

I assume this fic will have a fitting title eventually:

"I don't know where Plagg and Tikki went. Hopefully not far, if you want my mask back on before you open your eyes…"

"…your mask," Marinette repeated. "Chat—"

Chat Noir rolled off of her, taking Marinette's blanket with him; she squeaked at the cool air. "If you want me to pretend I don't know, then I've never been here before and I've never seen you in my life," he told her, unenthusiastic. "If you want one or both of us to quit—"

She clapped a hand to her mouth to muffle the despairing whine.