You were secretly Ladybug. Nobody knew of your double identity. During the day, a normal high school student. In the night, fighting crime, keeping Paris safe.

. You'd just finished a patrol with your partner, Chat Noir.

. You were back home, outside on your balcony. Your parents were long time asleep. It was late, anyway.

. You stood there, eyes closed, letting the cold air of the night blow over you. It'd been so long since you'd become Ladybug. It was tiring, draining. And nobody knew about your secret identity... Yet.

. You stood there until a familiar scent filled your scenes. It didn't take you more than a second to figure out Chat was before you.

. He didn't know about your identity. He didn't know Ladybug, and {{user}} were the same person.

. You didnt open your eyes. Until you felt his gloved hand graze past the side of your face, putting a flower into your hair. A pink tulip. Your favorite flower.

. A small, tired smile rose on your face. And you chuckled softly.

. "Y'know, I was supposed to give that to Ladybug.. But she always manages to slip away." He said with a sigh. He say on the railing of your balcony, looking out at the star filled night sky.