1. Understanding

A week ago I joined the fandom. Now I am LadyNoir/Adrinette/MariChat/Ladrien trash and have officially sold my soul to tumblr. Yay.

Accepting Prompts and requests! I am very busy though, so I will try my best to worst as hard as I can!


Ladybug loved to run across the city. She would transform and then throwing her yoyo out, she would swing across the streets and run on top of rooftops. It was exhilarating. The adrenaline rushed through her veins and the wind screamed in her ears, like a mystical swan song. Eventually she had to stop to catch her breath. Ladybug gazed down at the glowing lights of nighttime Paris. It was so beautiful, so mysterious, and so roman-

"Why, fancy seeing you here, M'Lady." A voice purred from behind her, and quiet footsteps padded behind her before coming to stop next to her. Ladybug sighed.

"Kitty."

"What? No hello?" He put his hand on his chest in mock hurt. "You have to be kitten me."

"What are you doing out this late at night? Are you on patrol?" She asked, turning to face him.

"Could ask the same about you, Princess." Chat said, smirking. Ladybug repressed a frustrated sigh, but before she could say anything else, Chat sat down on the roof and gestured for her to sit down next to him. She reluctantly obliged, partly out of exhaustion but also partly out of curiosity. They sat like that for a while, before Chat broke the silence and asked,

"It's crazy, isn't it?"

"What is?" she asked, looking at him. Chat turned to face her and Ladybug was struck by how serious he looked.

"The fact that a few years ago, we were just normal people living normal lives and then suddenly we were just thrust into superhero-ness." Ladybug was silent for a moment.

"It is." She said quietly. "You know…at first I was surprised at how dangerous and serious it actually was and for a point in time, I was just so scared. I didn't really know what I was doing at first, but now…" She scanned his face. "I don't know what life would be without it." She turned away. "What do you think life would be like? I mean, after all this is over."

"I guess…you'll live your life and I'll live mine. We'll go on as normal everyday civilians and…" Chat looked down. "I don't want it to be over. Before...Before I met my Kwami…I was really lonely. I mean my mother left when I was younger and my father was never the same after that. It was just the empty house and I. But my Kwami was my first real companion and I can't imagine a life without him because I don't want a life without him. He's a glutton and ungrateful most of the time but he's not just my Kwami, he's my friend. I don't want to let that go."

Ladybug was silent. She tried to imagine a life as Marinette without Tikki. It hurt just thinking about it. Tikki was someone Marinette would always be able to confide with and was always there for Marinette whenever she needed her. Her heart wrenched. She looked at the beautiful city of Paris and closed her eyes.

"Me neither" she croaked out. "I don't want to lose any of this. Everyday is a struggle and I feel like my head is going to explode half of the time, but just being able to look at the city from here…being able to help people who need our help…it's worth it." She left herself rest her back on the roof and stared up at the night skies. They lay there for a while in a comfortable silence.

"I've actually always wanted to be a fashion designer." Ladybug said quietly, almost tentatively. But to Chat it was a big step. Ladybug rarely shared anything about her civilian life and that little bit was more that enough."

"Really? Well you know…my father's actually a fashion designer."

"Is that so?" She asked as she quirked her eyebrow with interest. "But what about you? What do you want to be?" Chat laughs dryly at her question.

"I don't have much of a choice of what I want to do. I'm rich so I'm not exactly in need of money. My dad wants me to model though. I just wish that he would notice me sometimes. He's never there and always too busy to focus on me. It's gotten worse over the years he doesn't think that I'm grateful enough for what I have, but all I really want is to just spend some time with him, as a real family. Or what's left of it, at least."

"I…I didn't know…I'm sorry Chat I-"

"Don't be. It's not your fault. It's not that bad, really."

It was pretty obvious to both of them that that wasn't true. Adrien should know. Maybe she'll invite him over for cookies and croissants sometime so he wouldn't be lonely. If she could get past the stuttering and the tomato face she was bound to have that is.

"Hey...um…do…would you like to meet up sometime? You know…once this is all over and settled, maybe we could meet up at a café or maybe on some rooftop… in our civilian forms and just talk for a while." Chat swallowed. "I mean…If you want, it's ok if you don't, I understa-"

"I would love to." She cut in. Chat looked over at her, green eyes wide.

"Re-really?" He sputtered out nervously. She looked him in the eye and smiled just the tiniest bit.

"Yeah. I do. Who knows? Maybe we might know each other in real life." She said, somewhat sarcastically. Ladybug sighed for the second time that evening. "I'm going to miss this. I'm going to miss you."

"My Lady finally declaring her love for me? Is this what heaven feels like?" Chat joked, somewhat half-heartedly. She snorted.

"In your dreams, kitty. I'm just saying that I'll miss you. Don't get ahead of yourself."

"Me? Ahead of myself? That would be impawssible." He smirked, proud of himself.

"Oh god, the cat is out of the bag and on a rampage. Run for cover." Ladybug rolled her eyes and tried her best not to whack him on the back of his head.

"Why? Is it bugging you?" he said, gleefully.

Breathe in. Breathe out. She tried her best to not punch him. That insufferable dork. If he had been more like Adrien, then maybe she would let herself agree to go on a date with him. But Chat Noir's flirty and fun personality also made him an entertaining companion and she never found herself lonely when she was with him. It was remarkable how at ease he made her feel, when they weren't patrolling or fighting an Akuma. She could spend hours talking to him, if her miraculous would allow it. Her partner was one of her best friends and she didn't want to let him go. Not that she'd ever say that out loud. Chat would never stop pestering her if she did.

"We, were meant for each other, my Lady." He would probably say, and she would try to march away as quickly as she could to prevent herself from being embarrassed even further. She would miss his flirting.

"Hey…Chat…don't forget me, okay?" She says to him.

"I could never, Princess." He responds and she knows that he really does mean it. And they just sit there for a while, staring at the stars and the city lights, praying that this moment would never be over and in the night, their fingers lace together. A silent promise.


Months later a girl sits at a park bench, the rain pouring down heavily, drenching her completely but it doesn't seem to bother her. She stares mindlessly into the distance. It's cold, but it doesn't seem to bother her. Her two blue-black pigtails droop sadly and if you look closely, you can see that she had been crying. A boy slowly walks over to her. He has hair gold like the sun and eyes so green but so empty. He holds an umbrella in one hand and a jacket in another. He stops in front of her and gently drapes the jacket around the girl's shoulders. He sits down next to her, not caring about the water on the seat or how cold the soaked wood was and holds the umbrella so that it shielded them both from the rain. She does not turn once to look at him, yet she leans over to put her head on his shoulder. He takes his hand and gently laces his fingers through hers. The girl cries a silent tear but she doesn't say anything. She doesn't have to. No words were needed. He understood perfectly.


Writing this made me cry. And I am not ashamed to say so xD