Okay, so here's the second time Chat didn't say "I love you"! Please R&R!

The evening was calm and peaceful, no akuma in sight. A gentle breeze swept across Paris, helping to ease the still-lingering heat. Many people were strolling about as the twilight began to fade into night, and all were enjoying themselves.

Everyone, that is, except for a black leather-clad superhero. Chat Noir sat on a beam midway up the Eiffel Tower, his legs hanging over the side and swaying softly. His shoulders were slumped as he stared out into the coming night, seemingly transfixed by the star's pinpricks of silver light in a dark indigo sky.

"Why so solemn, Chaton?" Ladybug asked him, swinging up with her yoyo. "Reasons." He mumbled. Ladybug sat down next to him. "You want to talk about it?" Chat took a breath.

"It's my father. He always pushes me a lot, and he's pretty absent from my life. He always schedules endless things for me and makes me do all of this stuff, and I'm the perfect kid, but despite all that I'm never good enough. Today, I was a little late to something he scheduled because I forgot my homework in the classroom and had to dash back and grab it."

"Well, after the event, I went home like usual, but my father wanted to see me. Which never means anything good: since Mom left, he's practically hated me. He came down really hard on me, and yelled at me a lot, and he said some... stuff. It really hurts because I try so hard to just be enough." Tears started to trail down his cheeks, and he sniffed and wiped them away.

"I'm sorry." Ladybug whispered. She moved closer to Chat Noir, and leaned her head onto his shoulder. He had to stop himself from stiffening and blushing. Instead, he leaned his head against hers. He thought about whispering "I love you", but instead said "Thank you so much, Ladybug." "What for?" She asked.

"For being my friend." He almost said something else, but still put the issue of telling her his feelings off. It could wait a little longer.