Ladrien June- Day 2- Cat Person

"What do you mean you're not a cat person?"

"How are you one?"

Ladybug supposed that nobody was completely perfect. She was guilty of many things including rashness, stubbornness, and accidentally setting up a series of meetings with Adrien Agreste every other day.

In her defense, he asked her if she could come back after that one akuma. Ladybug should have said no. She was a superhero, so she probably should be concerned with patrolling or fighting petty crime. Of course she still did those things, but when she should be catching up on rest at around midnight, she instead had been meeting with her crush.

What made up for her lack of sleep was that he was choosing to meet up with her.

Ladybug was perfectly aware of her own flaws, but if you asked her about Adrien's flaws just a few days ago, she would have said something corny like Adrien cared too much or spent so much time being a nice person.

But being a cat person...

"Wouldn't cats get in the way of your father's work?" Ladybug asked. She was standing in Adrien's room, and she would have been more concerned with being caught by Monsieur Agreste if not for the mansion being empty due to a business trip. Again.

Adrien crossed his arms with a cute little frown that almost made Ladybug collapse into stuttering and stumbling as she have during the day as Marinette. Adrien had no idea of the struggles he was putting her through. "Father says that having a cat would get in the way of his work, but I don't see the problem! I could take care of him!"

Ladybug moved a bit closer. "And what happens if your cat did get into his room and mess stuff up? Monsieur Agreste usually is busy with shows right?

Adrien sighed then leaned backwards to lay on his bed. "Alright, alright. Maybe having a cat is a bad idea. But why don't you like cats?" Adrien paused then continued with a renewed intensity. "Isn't Chat Noir a cat? You can't tell me you don't like cats with him around!"

"First off, Monsieur Agreste," Ladybug pressed a finger to Adrien's chest. As Marinette, she probably would be unable to breathe for the next day at the boldness of her actions, but Ladybug wasn't going to let a little thing like crippling gorgeousness stop her. "I seem to be constantly reminding both Paris and Chat Noir that, despite what his social media account says, he is not a cat. Second, as entertaining as Chat can be, he gets on my nerves with the cat puns."

Adrien blinked at Ladybug's closeness, and it almost seemed like he was blushing, but the effect was ruined when he smirked. "Why Ladybug. I pursonally think that Chat Noir's puns are purty purfect."

Ladybug's eyes went wide. "No way."

Adrien didn't seem worried. "Pawlease. I have a feline that you pawsitively love them. You make some rather purticularly meowvelous puns often too."

Ladybug marched away towards the window. "No. No. How did Chat even infect you with his dumb cat humor!"

Adrien burst out into laughter, and in a few seconds, Ladybug joined. Talking almost daily, being bold hearted, and learning that Adrien liked cat puns showed how her new life was shaping up to be. Ladybug had been told by Tiki that meeting Adrien like this had been a terrible idea, but if she was honest, she would have done this months ago in order to finally be friends with Adrien.

During the next day, Marinette would probably not be able to even to say hello or leave the house, but in spite of that, Ladybug was really happy.

Adrien finally stopped laughing. "I still think I could get a cat! I have everything a cat would need already. I even have camembert for treats!"

Ladybug blinked at the mention of one of her favorite cheeses. "Camembert? Aren't most cats lactose intolerant? You shouldn't feed cats cheese."

Adrien's eyes widened. "You mean all this time I've been feeding him Camembert..."

"I thought you said you've never had a cat."

Adrien groaned. "Oh. He's definitely not a cat, but if he says one more thing about being one and too busy to help…"

Ladybug let it slide. She supposed that nobody was completely perfect. If Adrien liked cat puns and thought that he could feed them Camembert, who was she to judge?

This prompt was courtesy of the professaurus Ladrien June calendar on tumblr (the link isn't working). Crossposted on Ao3 and my own tumblr.

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