"Truth or dare, my lady?"
Ladybug turned her head to her partner, Chat Noir, who stood merely inches away, the late night breeze blowing gently through his golden locks.
"Pardon?", she asked, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
Chat's lips curled up into a smile as he repeated his question, "Truth or dare?"
"Chaton, I haven't played that game since I was 7."
Chat sat down onto the cold shingles of the roof. "Don't act so mature all the time. Even heroes need a break."
She sighed, giving into the leather clad boy's proposal. "Dare."
"I'm not kidding! This little, itty bittty girl dragged me down a flight of stairs just so I would take her to the zoo! She must've had the strength of a grown man!"
Chat Noir chuckled as Ladybug rambled on about her experiences in babysitting, clearly pleased with his choice to play this game.
"Alright, alright. Enough about that! It's my turn now, kitty. Truth or dare?", Ladybug asked, a smile still adorning her face.
"Um...truth?"
She paused, thinking about what question she could possibly ask him and then, it hit her. "Why do you like to flirt with girls so much?"
Chat looked a little hurt at her question. "My lady, I don't flirt with anyone but you! My heart is yours entirely! I guess that's why I flirt.."
"You don't love me, do you?"
Chat looked away, embarrased that she would ask that question. "Why...why wouldn't I? You're amazing! You're beautiful, smart, courageous. You're like a dream...a dream that i don't want to wake up from...but I know you don't feel the same."
Ladybug stood up from her where she had sat down on only minutes before, basically stomping as she moved to face him. "Of course I love you, you silly kitty!" She stopped herself from saying anything further, fearful that she would turn redder than her suit.
Chat Noir stood up, as well. He coiled his arms around her waist and rested his head or hers
"The lights are really pretty tonight...especially the Eiffel Tower..," Ladybug choked out in an attempt to change the subject.
"Not as pretty as you, bugaboo.."