Water splashed against Ladybug's back. It hit her like a truck as she was pushed deeper into the river by gravity. Unprepared, her mouth flew open at the impact that knocked the wind out of her.

Her mouth bubbled. The air was leaving her. Even though she knew the quickest way to save herself was to swim up to the surface, and while her body was full and able to do such without so much as a scratch on her, it was like the energy was being zapped out of her with every bubble that floated out of her mouth.

Next was her vision. The water started to ripple like it was a mixture of a thousand raindrops. Her eyes felt heavy like lead. A need to close them and let her body continue to sink rose in her. Despite her best efforts to fight the urge, the bubbles prevented her from thinking clearly.

Everything was in slow motion. The world was stopping. A second lasted for an eternity as she started above her at the shinning surface. It was a beautiful, sparkling golden color.

Ladybug smiled when she remembered that color. Chat Noir. His hair was sparkling in the sunlight above her. It was about the only thing she could see with her consciousness fading besides the desperation in his eyes.

When she saw that, she wanted to apologize to him for not being strong enough. Because for some reason, she always thought that he looked lonely sometimes. When he thought she wasn't watching, letting his secrets out that he didn't want her to see.

In its own right, that was lonely in itself.

That was the last thought she had as her body fell limp. She tried to keep her mouth pressed closed, but she had no strength left in her. A second, maybe, she lasted.

But as her mouth opened, something else pressed against it. It wasn't water that was filling her lungs, but air. For a few seconds until she opened her eyes.

Chat was in front of her. His eyes solid as he glared at her. Harder his fingers pressed against her back, bringing her closer to him. When her body pressed against his, he closed his eyes, moving his lips back against hers again.

Then opened his eyes and grabbed her hand. Ladybug felt light. Perhaps it was the water that made her feel like she was floating. Perhaps it wasn't. But as Chat helped pull her up to the surface, she felt like a feather.

A feather that could only float to him.

Because her eyes wouldn't leave him.