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Ladybug woke to the glorious smell of coffee brewing.
She snuggled in a bit deeper under the covers to try and cling a little longer to the warm feeling, and just enjoy the wonderful aroma. Papa always knew just how to make it, it seemed. And no matter how much she tried to replicate it, same beans, same number of scoops, a tiny pinch of cinnamon, there was just nothing like his.
Rolling onto her back, she flung her arms wide, throwing the covers off from the waist up, and let the suns warmth replace the blanket. She'd have stayed there all day if she could. Thinking of nothing but how deliciously pleasant everything felt.
Super soft, comfy bed, silky smooth sheet, deliciously cool pillow, and most importantly, the sun coming in from the skylight. She had always meant to get a shade or something for that, so she could sleep in past the crack of dawn. But then she wouldn't have moment like this anymore.
She decided, right then and there, that when she moved out on her own, she would get a place that had a skylight, just like her room at her parents. Or at the very least, really big windows in her room, so she could duplicate the effect.
Giving a small hum of satisfaction, ladybug stretched languidly, almost like a cat who had been napping in the sun and just woken up. She supposed she should get up, and not waste the day away. But was loathe to move before she had to.
Wait...
Did she even have anything to do today?!
Her brow scrunched up as she wracked her brain, trying to recall if there was anything pressing she needed to do today.
She supposed she should make an appearance at work. She had taken 3 weeks off, because in the last 2 years she hadn't taken off a single day, and Gabe had insisted she must, lest she overwork herself.
He had insisted, stating that he hadn't taken the time for such things in the past, and he sorely regretted it. He didn't want her to miss out on opportunities, or life, like he had. And while he couldn't get that time back for himself, he could make damn sure that the same didn't happen to her.
Which was sweet, really. She was known for getting waaaaaay too Caught up in her work. Would work through the night, if nobody was there to stop her and remind her to eat, or go home and sleep.
She knew there were things Gabe wished he had done differently, like take more time to be with and know his son. But now there was this chasm there that was so hard to cross.
Hmmm... Maybe, during her off time, she'd find an opportunity to finally meet his son. She'd only been working for him fo 2 years, you would think they would have crossedcrossed paths at some point in all that time, considering his son worked for the company too. More or less, anyway. From her understanding, he had cut himself down to part time. Effectively avoiding his father.
Maybe she could help with that...
Ya, that sounded like a good idea.
As soon as she pulled herself out of bed, she'd go into work and track down the wayward son, and figure out a plan to get him and Gabe at least talking.
Mind made up, she slowly let her eyes drift open, and glanced around her room, before freezing.
She didn't know what she had been expecting, she just knew that it wasn't this.
Because this was certainly NOT her room!
Sun was streaming in from the large window. On the wall, not the ceiling. And her comforter should be pink, not red.
Frowning, ladybug pushed herself into a sitting position, and scanned the room frantically, trying to figure out just where she could be!
She hadn't gone to the bar, or anywhere else that she could have possibly been drugged. And even if she had, wouldn't whoever drugged her had tried to tape her or something? Wasn't that usually why people drugged women??
But she was fully dressed, in a matching green tank top and shorts. And nothing was sore.
Running her hands over her arms, legs and torso showed her there were no bruises or cuts that she could see or feel.
She flung the rest of the covers off, and slid her feet over the side of the bed to reveal red toe nails with black spots. Like little ladybugs.
Where was her usual pink??
Wasn't pink still her favorite color?!
When did it change?!
She could feel the panic start to bubble up when she heard footsteps coming towards her bedroom door.
Seconds after the footsteps stopped, there was a knock at her door, followed by,
"Bugaboo?! I brought you some breakfast before I have to leave."
Eyes previously blwn wide, slowly relaxed at the familair tone of Chat Noir.
Wait... Chat Noir?!
Rushing to the door, she flung the door open to see the familiar blonde locks and green eyes.
Breathing a sigh of relief, ladybug wrapped her arms around Chats neck, jostling the tray he carried. But she didn't care.
She had woken up and remembered home!!
"Hey now, " Chat began, "What's all this? Not that I'm complaining, because I'm not, I love hugging you, but um, it's just unexpected."
Giggling at his rambling, Ladybug drew back and took the tray from his hands and carried it into the room, setting it on the end of the bed. Then walked back to Chat and gave him another hug, so he could actually hug her too.
Burying her face in the crook of his neck, she gave a laugh.
" Oh Chat, it was glorious! I woke up thinking i was home! And was super confused because I didn't think i knew where i was, and then you knocked, and i realized it was a memory!"
It took him a few seconds to catch up, but when he did, Chat tightened his arms around his Lady and squeezed, before picking her up and spinning her around once.
Both of them laughing hysterically.
" That's amazing bugaboo! " pulling back after setting her back on the floor, he lifted his hands to rest on her shoulds. With a huge grin on his face, he leant it to kiss her on the forehead, and Ladybug couldn't help it, she pushed up on her tippy toes and connected her mouth with his.
It was brief, and fairly chaste, but glorious, all the same.
She knew she shouldn't have done it. Knew that, now that she had, she should step back.
And she did.
For all of 2 seconds, before glancing into Chats eyes, and promptly pressing her lips back to his.
It wasn't wise. It was just the heat of the moment. The excitement. She should be waiting til she knew she wasn't already married with kids or something. But she just couldn't help it!
Pulling some self control out, Ladybug lowered back to her feet, and her kitty, bless him, tried to follow, not to lose that connection. But she assumed he caught on, bc he slowly pulled back, resting his forehead against hers gently.
Breath coming quicker than normal, he whispered, " Wow. We uh... Shouldn't... Do that too many more times."
She couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.
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The moment Ladybugs lips had met his own, Chat had thought his heart had stopped. To say he was shocked would have been an understatement.
But he was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth!
Her lips were everything he had imagined. Soft and warm, and fit perfectly with his.
The timing was wrong, but it was still oh so right.
When she burstnout laughing, he felt relieved. He had really hoped nothing had been ruined between them. But he couldn't bring himself to say it wouldn't happen again. Because God knew, he wouldn't say no if it came up again.
He wasn't that strong.
They stayed that way for what felt like ages, but probably had only been a few minutes.
Until his phone started ringing in his back pocket.
With a long, drawn out sigh, he pulled back, pulling his phone out. Seeing Natalie's name on the screen, he picked up the call quickly.
" I'll be right out. 5 minutes. Max." and without even waiting for a response, hung up.
Looking up sheepishly at his lady, he blushed lightly, and scratched the back of his neck nervously.
"I'm so sorry, i have to work this morning. I should be back before lunch."
Smiling warmly, she looked up at him, and he couldn't help but think how cute she looked right then.
"Don't sweat it kitty. I'll be here when you geg back!"
"Want me to bring back lunch?"
Tapping her finger on her chin for a few minutes, she finally gave a decisive nod.
" Chinese food it is!"
He already couldn't wait to get back.