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“I don’t have time to sleep off a little cold,” Chat Noir sniffled, rubbing his nose with the back of a gloved hand. “I’ll be fine. Don’t you worry about me, Princess.”
“Don’t you Princess me, you overgrown kitten,” Marinette huffed. “Eat this.” She put the bowl of broth in front of him and turned to disappear back down the stairs.
Chat Noir picked up the spoon gingerly and took a sip. Warmth flowed down his throat all the way into his stomach. He hummed happily. He hadn’t had chicken broth in…too long. And were those little star-shaped noodles in between the carrots and peas?
“I want you to drink this entire bottle and take these.” Marinette reappeared with a large water bottle in one hand and two pills in the other. “How long can you stay tonight?”
He blinked up at her. “How long…”
“Can you sleep over?”
“Here? W-with you?”
“Obviously you’re too stubborn to take care of yourself so I’m going to have to do it for you.” She reached behind him and pulled a blanket up around his shoulders. “Finish your broth and drink your water.”
“Marinette–”
“Unless the next words are thank you, I don’t want to hear it, Chat.”
Chat Noir ducked his head sheepishly. “Thank you, Marinette.”
She looked at him fondly. “You’re welcome, mon minou.”