A/N: Sequel to Nightmare! Day 11. "I almost lost you.
Someone he loved dearly was already snatched away from him.
He wasn't going to let her go through that same fate as well.
And he wasn't sure his heart could take another breaking.
He had to catch her first though.
He had to catch her now.
But he was going as fast as he could, the air slicing past his skin as he locked his jaw, squinting through the harsh air when he saw her wide eyes staring back at him as she fell, thrown over the top of the Eiffel Tower by the akuma.
Marinette.
He tucked his arms to his sides and snapped his legs closed, adding more momentum and acceleration to his fall as the distance between them shortened.
Almost there.
She reached out for him, and once he knew he was close enough, he yanked her towards him with his arm clutching onto her waist, where she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck while he took out his baton.
"Hold on!" He shouted over the shrieking wind and aimed one end of his baton towards the Eiffel Tower, where the moment his pressed the button, it extended until it lodged itself onto the large building, where he tightened his hold onto her as they were abruptly halted in mid-air.
Feeling the his heartbeat thudded against his chest from adrenaline, he pressed the button again, and the baton shortened itself towards the Eiffel Tower and pulled them both towards it. He quickly helped her climbed on, where she immediately backed towards the surface of the metal building while he scrambled up to follow her.
He lengthened his baton towards the ground, holding out his hand towards her that she took without missing a beat before he settled them both back down on the flat surface of the earth.
Once he let her go, he saw the way she opened her purse, murmuring words towards Tikki. "You alright there, Tikki?"
The kwami nodded. "I'm alright. I'm more worried of you."
Marinette met his eyes. "I'm fine." He knew she directed those words towards him as much she was reassuring Tikki, and he slowly walked towards her while she closed the purse again.
He ran his hands down her arms, letting his eyes scrutinise her to find any injuries that he might be worried of. When he found none, he sighed softly in relief, letting his hands fall to her elbows as he brought her closer towards him. "I almost lost you," he whispered, bowing so that he rested his forehead lightly on the crown of her head.
She tentatively touched his chest. "I'm okay," she replied quietly.
He pressed his lips on her cheek. "Promise you won't get yourself into that kind of situations again."
She smiled at him wryly. "I'm Ladybug, Chat, I'm always in that kind of situations."
"Promise me to try then," he murmured, trailing his lips to the corner of her mouth. "I can't lose you too."
Her breath hitched. "Fine," she finally relented as he feathered a kiss over her lips. She backed away slightly, eyes flickering around them. He noticed she turned slightly pink. "People are staring."
He smirked, winding his arms around her and pulled her flush to his chest. "So?"
Her blush darkened. "Chat."
He hummed. "Let's put up a show, shall we?"
And then, he captured her lips with his.
