Chat swished his tail in the air as he laid face down on the tiled roof. Ladybug's voice drifted in and out of his ear as he sighed, watching the lines of the clouds. Even though every part of him was screaming to not listen to what she was saying, Chat couldn't fight the part of him that had to–no matter what–listen to his lady.
Every word she said was something special, even if she'd been saying the same thing over and over again. Despite that, he still respected her. He wanted to show to her that she was special to him, and if that meant enduring listening to her rants then that was fine with him. Her opinion mattered to him afterall.
"Are you even listening?" Ladybug asked.
Catching his attention, he swished his tail again, a grin growing on his face. He could see the irritated look simmering in her eyes, the way one of her cheeks were puffing out as she frowned to one side.
"Of course, My Lady," Chat said, making a circle motion with his hand in the air, "and all I hear are angry ladybug noises."