Grey eyes darted along the foot of the tall building. They were trained on a small boy in black who pole volted onto a building away from another boy. The eyes followed the boy until he disappeared in the late night horizon line. The pursuer was hot on the cat boys heels.
"Felix, what are you doing?" A gentle voice echoed from the cavernous room behind him. Felix kept his eyes trained on the spot the boy disappeared. He didn't answer or look around.
"Mon cherie? Mon minou?"
With a heavy sigh, Felix turned towards the voice. He heaved inwards and flopped onto the closest chaise longue. His usually neat hair was in disarray and his suit was a crinkled with stress. A hand hovered above Felix's shoulder before gently patting down onto the mans vest.
"I miss it, Bridgette."
The woman perched herself next to her love. She brushed his hair with one hand, holding his arm in another. She nestled her head on his shoulder.
"What do you miss, mon minou?"
Felix looked longingly out of the open windows but turned and kissed Bridgettes head. He answered quietly.
"Playing superheroes."
Bridgette squeezed her minou carefully. She whispered back into his ear.
"I miss Tikki. Why don't we pay Master Fu tomorrow? Eh, shall we kitty?"
" I've told you, " Felix furiously broke from her grip, "DON'T call me that!"
Bridgette rolled her bulebell eyes and stood up. She went over to the door way but turned to gain one last look at the handsome young man she called minou.
"Come down stairs when you feel better. Just remember I will always love you, no matter what you look like."
Felix raced across the room and took her hand. She yelped in suprise but smiled warmly. Felix was caught off gaurd by her loving look. He enveloped her in a hug before kissing her forehead.
"Shall we go to Mr Fu-"
"Master!"
" Master Fu and pay a visit, my Ladybug."
The cold boy Bridgette had loved had grown into a warmer man she adored. She thought that this was largely because of Chat Noir making him more open.
"I love you minou."
" I adore you mon punaise. "