Song: Marry You
Artist: Bruno Mars
(Song requested by Creepy-Pasta)
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Nights in Paris were always pretty.
The stars were absolutely gorgeous the full moon washed everything in a white light. Coupled with the fact that the Eiffel Tower was all lit up
Granted it was kind of difficult to enjoy things like that to the full extent when you were falling off of the aforementioned Tower.
Normally he should have been panicking under such circumstances but he wasn't so much as screaming.
He'd been in this situation before.
Yup. Falling off the Eiffel Tower. Regular Tuesday. No sweat.
Chat twisted in mid-air so that he was looking up at the sky instead of staring at the fast-approaching ground. He heard the high-pitched zip of sting and in the next instant something snagged on his wrist and he was being pulled back up through the air.
He scrambled up over the railing of the tower as Ladybug tugged on her yo-yo once more, causing it to unwind from his wrist.
"You okay?" She asked.
He scoffed, rolling his eyes and trying to shrug off his embarrassment.
"Pfft, yeah thanks for the save but that was unnecessary. Cats always land on their feet."
"Whatever you say, but in my experience you seem to lack that useful trait." She commented.
He crossed his arms. "Who's side are you on?"
"Speaking of sides, we kind of still have that to deal with." Ladybug reminded, casually motioning over her shoulder towards the newest akuma villain. He flashed her a grin as he bent into a bow.
"Ladies first." He purred with an overly-dramatic sweep of his arm.
Kill me now. He thought, as he watched her jump back into the fray. Someone, make sure he had a heart attack right now because that was the last thing he wanted to see before he died. Sometimes the mere sight of her was enough to send his love-sick heart fluttering in his chest like a panicked bird.
She was so confident and self assured and just….. kill him now...
"You sure you're okay?"
He snapped out of his thoughts as her voice reached his ears...Well.. almost.
Oh God her voice; so soft, so gentle so sweet and the undertone of concern….. and the way her eyes reflect the starlight. "Marry me."
"What?"
His thoughts screeched to a stop like a scratched record. Had he said that that last part out loud?
Well that was about as subtle as a brick to the face. Nice going, Casanova. He mentally kicked himself and cleared his throat.
"N-nothing." He looked around for something to change the subject, realizing that the akuma had disappeared. She'd saved Paris as usual and he'd been too oblivious to notice.
"Good job." He extended his hand towards her expecting their usual victory fist bump.
She hummed and stepped closer to him. Was...was that a giggle? Did she actually giggle at me? "Where's the ring, Chaton?" she teased, twisting the black ring on his own finger for emphasis.
So she did hear that.
His heart stopped and his thoughts suffered another mental record scratch.
She was teasing him. Oh God. It wasn't fair how easily she could flip the tables on him! Couldn't she see what she was doing to him? Usually she didn't flirt back with him which he was fine with- if she wanted to play hard to get then so be it- okay okay- more likely her civilian self already had a boyfriend because how did a girl like ….her...not have someone to worship the ground she walked on? He certainly could sympathize with whichever poor sap was lucky enough to have caught her attention.
She must have him wrapped around her finger.
Lucky idiot.
Jealous.
He recovered enough of his swagger to reply with a fair amount of his usual flirtatiousness. Blinking himself out of his daze.
"Surely there's an army of men competing for your lovely affections, M'lady." he placed a kiss to the back of her palm, his head still bowed as she withdrew her hand from his.
His ears picked up the sound of her laugh….was it just him or did the usual chime of it sound off-key...dare he say bitter?
"You'd be surprised by your lack of competition Chaton."
He felt himself go weak when she used her nickname for him again.
Call me that all the time! He pleaded her silently.
He tilted his head to the side, looking up at her as he straightened. "What do you mean? There's...no one?" He tried not to sound too hopeful at the prospect that he didn't have to compete with anyone else for her attention. Maybe he had a chance!
She only shrugged in response, seeming to shrink a little bit as she slumped. Was... she… being shy? He hadn't thought her capable of that type of behavior. It was….adorable...and here he had thought he couldn't possibly love her anymore!
The moment of weakness was gone in the span of a breath as she lifted her chin back up to recapture eye contact with him as she flickered the golden bell at his throat, turning away from him to glance back over her shoulder. "See you around."
And then she was gone.
He finally let his knees give out as he slid to the ground, leaning against the metal beam of the railing as he watched her disappear over the Pairs rooftops.
God help you, you poor love-sick fool! He thought to himself.