Fandom: Miraculous

Characters: Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir, Marinette/Ladybug, Reader

Pairing: Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir x Reader

Rating: Everyone

Genre: Romance, Humor, Friendship, Mystery

Warning: Swearing, graphic depictions of violence, blood, some gore (not very much)

It wasn't easy living in Paris. Sure, you had gotten such a lucky opportunity to live in such a gorgeous place, but was it really all that and a bag of chips when evil villains were running about, hyped up on Akuma? No. Not even close. It seemed like everyday that evil villains were made by these Akuma butterflies. However, there were always two people to save the day. Ladybug and Chat Noir. Ladybug and Chat Noir are two super-heroes that look after Paris. Fighting crime, saving the day. They were unknown when the mask was off; no one knew their true identities. No. One. It was strange, to be honest. Ladybug was a young, teenage looking girl with jet black hair that shined blue and stunning, bright blue eyes. Her suit was like a second skin, hugging tightly to her, the red material polka-dotted black. Her mask was just like a sleeping mask that was glued to her face. Strange. She was pretty though. Pale skin, a body to die for, an personality like no other. Her partner though? Everyone said he was a very funny, flirtatious, young man. His blonde hair and emerald, cat eyes. His suit was like Ladybugs; a second skin. All black, save for the little silver plates that looked like paws on his feet. At his neck, funny enough, was a cute, golden bell that seemed to never make a sound even though it shook a lot. Those were the heroes of Paris. You sighed.

'You should stop thinking about those two and actually start paying attention to science. The number one class you suck at.'

You jumped when Ms. Mendeleive slapped her hand onto your desk, her blue eyes hardened and she asked in that voice of hers.

"Ms. (L/N), are you even paying attention?"

"Uh, Y-Yes Ms. Medeleive."

She quirked an eyebrow up at you, leaning her tall form back.

"Oh really? Then what is the answer to the equation, Ms. (L/N)?"

Your eyes darted to the board and your eyes widened. What kind of equation was that?!

11 + 3x – 7 = 6x + 5 – 3x

Your mind seemed to go into overload and you blurted out without thinking.

"No solution."

The teacher gave a look and asked.

"Why is it not soluble?"

"Because the answers don't come out equal."

She gave you a look and a kid explained the answer. She was pleased and walked away. Then, when her back was turned, you slumped in your seat and gave a breath of relief. Your friend, Marinette, gave you thumbs up along with Alya when you looked at them. Marinette Dupain-Cheng was a French/Chinese girl with blue eyes and black hair that was always worn in two pigtails. IN the past, she used to wear it in a bun, but things change right? Alya Cesair was a girl with spunk. She ran a blog online for Ladybug and damn, did she keep up with her. Everyday, there was something about Ladybug. You sighed and saw Adrien Agreste smile at you, mouthing 'good job'. Adrien Agreste was probably about the hottest kid in school. He was a rich boy, a model, and a very smart, funny guy. He was kind, unlike the rich girl in class named Chloe Bourgeois. Her father was the cities Mayor, so everyone could tell she was stuck up. She has a thing for Adrien and almost never leaves him alone and bullies everyone. She even brainwashed a girl named Sabrina into thinking she was her best friend but really uses her for Sabrina to do her homework. What shallow trash. You tried to ignore her. Not for your sake, but for hers. You were someone who didn't really take bullshit and you were close to decking her in her pretty, fake face one of these days. Ugh. Anyways, back to Adrien. Adrien has pretty green eyes and nice, kempt blonde hair. He's kind and helpful, always the light of the place. Even though he was pretty cool, he could be a bit weird but everyone has their moments. Back at hand. You smiled and nodded to him, giving him a thumbs up and you were glad when the bell rang. Standing up, you grabbed your stuff and were surprised when Adrien came over, Marinette and Alya stopping and staring.

"Hey, you did pretty good in recovering from daydreaming."

"Whatever, Agreste. I wasn't day dreaming...I was just thinking about the problem."

Adrien chuckled and rolled his eyes, waving and walking out.

"See ya later, (nickname)."

"Bite me, Agreste."

His laughter rung through the air. Ever since fifth grade, you and him were like two peas in a pod. You were the new kid and he was the adorable kid that made the kid feel at home. Like they were wanted and apart of the mini family. It wasn't often that people could see you two separated from one another. Even though the two of you didn't really hang out as much as you two used to, he was still there with you. You and him had this thing of where you never called him by his first name and he never called you by your first name. It was always 'Agreste' for him and for you '(nickname)'. Marinette and Alya came bounding over and they both squealed.

"Oh my god, he talked to you!"

"Well yeah, he's my best friend."

A flash of jealousy flung through Marinette's eyes and you shut it down with a firm look.

"Mari, you know I don't like him like that. Don't be so jealous."

She gave a sheepish grin.

"Sorry, I can't help it."

Hearing your watch click, you sighed a bit.

"Shoot, I've gotta scram. I've got to get to the gym and work on my boxing. I'll catch you guys later?"

They both nodded and you smiled, heading out of the school. Walking, you frowned, looking up at the sky. It was gloomy out, looking like it was gonna rain and you huffed, walking down the stairs.

"Great. Just gonna strut my stuff in the rain. Lovely."

Quickly, you started to walk to the gym. As a crack of thunder hit in the distance, your footsteps turned into jogging steps, trying to get to the gym before it rained. As you ran, you saw a flash of black and quickly turned, eyes widened a bit as your eyes darted around. Biting your lip, you turned back, jogging again and you sighed. Seeing the gym, you smiled and ran, hearing the thunder again but closer this time. When you got inside, you were surprised to see Adrien there, decked out in fencing gear. He turned and smiled at you, waving and you gave a two finger salute, going into the girls locker rooms to change. Your teacher, a nice woman named Coach Arlette. She was a built woman of 5'10", tan skin, and beautiful red hair. Her hair was wavy and to her lower back, with bright green eyes and freckles. She was Irish/French, and such a funny woman. Her form turned to you and she smiled.

"Ah, *mon amie, you have come back to learn more, yes?" *My friend

You smiled and nodded, changing into shorts and a loose, (f/c) tank top with a matching colored sports-bra to go with. You were left barefoot, as normally, you two worked on matts that were kind enough on your feet. Walking out and putting your hair up in a (ponytail/headband [for short haired people]), you two walked out. The fencers were on the benches, taking a break. You spotted Adrien and he looked over, giving thumbs up again. You gave him another two finger salute and got into your stance, knees bent, feet slightly apart. Your hands, wrapped in a (f/c) hand wrap, you took a deep breath. Coach Arlette gave you firm eyes and called out.

"**Pieds!"

You straightened your feet.

"***Les genoux!"

You bent your knees.

"****Les bras et les coudes!"

You put your arms up and bent your arms back in a fighting stance.

"*****Poignets!"

You bent your wrists slightly and she grinned and started to call out the jabs and punches, counting in French.

"Un!"

You jabbed the hand-held punching matts with your left hand.

"Un, deux!"

You jabbed then hit with your right hand.

"Un, deux, trois!"

After jabbing and punching, you gave a hard right hook, Coach hissing a bit and she smiled.

"Very good, mon etudiant! You learn quickly!"

She then frowned a bit when it started to rain.

"I'm afraid we are going to have to stop so early. I cannot walk in such weather. I am very sorry, (Y/n)."

You gave a friendly smile and replied.

"No, it's alright! I understand. Thank you so much again, Coach!"

'Though, how am I supposed to get home now? It's piss-pouring rain! Maybe I can ask Adrien for a ride...'

Turning, you walked to Adrien, him smiling and you gave a sheepish smile.

"Hey, Agreste. Got a favor to ask..."

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Can I hitch a ride home with you? My parents are working late today..."

Adrien nodded and smiled, getting up and he informed.

"Fencing practice should get done in an hour so you're gonna have to sit around for a while."

"I'm fine with that. Thanks, Agreste."

"Anytime, (nickname)."

He winked at you and you rolled your eyes, smiling at him and you sat there on the bench, watching the boy fence and kick ass.

*My friend

**Feet

*** Knees

****Arms and elbows

*****Wrists

Hope you guys liked this! :D