well, this one should be fun. this started out as an idea while I was cleaning and I kinda just ran with it. not entirely sure how long it's gonna be... enjoy!
Ch, 2. Aftermath
He had to silence his baton. Texts, missed calls, and unsavory pictures from Chloe were really grinding on his nerves. He was debating on blocking her. Blocking her on everything! Yep, as soon as he got home he was blocking Chloe Bourgeois from every social network, contact list, friends list, and app he had. Even the games on his phone and his gaming console. She didn't even play video games, why was she on his friends list on his console? It didn't matter. He was blocking her from everything.
And it was just his luck, tonight was patrol night. He wasn't entirely sure if he could face Ladybug. But, he transformed and was on his way to the Eiffel Tower anyway.
He sat down on one of the beams and looked at the phone function of his baton. He cringed when he noticed how many missed calls and texts he had from Chloe.
"I told you to leave me alone." His ears drooped.
"You're popular tonight." He looked up. The girl of his dreams was reading over his shoulder. Her nose wrinkled. "That's not Chloe Bourgeois texting you is it?"
He smiled as he looked up at her. "Do I detect a hint of jealousy My Lady?"
She giggled. "Concern."
"Well you don't have to worry your pretty little head My Lady. She's not my type." He chuckled as he looked back at his baton. He the groaned.
"Why is she texting you of all people? Every time we save her she seems indifferent to you." She sat down next to him.
He sighed. "She's texting my civilian self."
"Ah." She nodded and then shrugged. "What did you do to her to warrant a possible restraining order?"
He chuckled. "Told her to leave me alone. Plus… I called her some choice words."
"Cat Noir!" She chided. "I know she's awful, but nobody should be called such things."
He sighed. "I know, but you had to be there. She was completely over the line. I had to say something… unfortunately the first thing that came to mind was 'a spoiled rotten stupid shallow bitch who cries daddy when things don't go her way'."
"Cat Noir." She shook her head. "I know that's all true, but still." She sighed. "My papa says if you can't say anything nice, then don't say it at all." She then raised an eyebrow. "How did that conversation start anyway?"
"Can we just drop it?" he ran his claws through his hair. "I don't wanna talk about it anymore."
She shrugged.
He looked up at her. "How was your day?"
She smiled wide. "I had the best day ever."
He gave her a warm smile. "That's good."
She sighed dreamily. "The boy I really like kissed me in front of the entire school." She blushed.
"Oh." His ears drooped. Of course she liked someone else. He should have known. "Can I get the name of my rival? I promise I won't hurt him or anything! As long as he makes you happy, that is. I just want to know what kind of guy has My Lady's heart."
She shrugged. "One of the sweetest, nicest boys you could ever meet! He's Adrien, Adrien Agreste." She smiled dreamily.
He was floored. He was his own rival! What were the odds? He must have been dreaming. Wait! He kissed Marinette… he looked his Lady over and compared her to the mental image he had of Marinette. Oh My God! Marinette was Ladybug! He kissed the girl of his dreams just to stop a kiss from Chloe! How did he not notice before?
He became pale. A pit was forming in his stomach. He felt sick as his dinner threatened to come up. He was so disgusted with himself at the moment.
"Cat Noir? Are you ok? Do you need to go home and rest?" She put her hand on his shoulder out of concern.
"Maybe." He stood up. "Will you be ok on your own?"
She smiled and waved him off. "I'll be fine. You go home and rest. I got this." She stood up. "A sick Kitty is no good for the city. Take care of yourself partner." She patted him on the back.
He nodded. "As you wish My Lady."
He then jumped down and pole-vaulted home.
She sighed. "I hope he'll be ok."
He landed safely back in his room and released his transformation. He then flopped onto his bed and screamed into his pillow.
Plagg rolled his eyes and found some cheese he was nibbling on earlier.
"Plagg you were right!" Adrien bolted up. "I should have listened to you long ago. You were right."
Plagg smiled and shrugged. "Well, I have been at this for a while." He then stuffed the whole piece of cheese in his mouth.
"Did you know?" Adrien hugged his pillow. "Did you know that Marinette is Ladybug?"
Plagg nodded with a mouth full of cheese. He then zipped to another portion of the room and returned with a piece of red paper cut into a heart and Jagged Stone's album. He swallowed. "Compare the handwriting."
Adrien took the objects and did as his Kwami instructed.
Plagg crossed his tiny arms. "You'll also notice the letter smells like a bakery."
Adrien sniffed the paper. "Valentine's Day was ages ago. How does this smell like this?"
Plagg chuckled. "That's not all kid."
Adrien gasped. "There's more?"
Plagg nodded. "Your favorite scarf was not from your father. It was from Marinette. I noticed the wrapping when Nathalie handed it to you trying to pass it off to be from your father."
Adrien let himself fall back onto his bed. "I feel like a complete jerk!"
Plagg shrugged. "It's not your fault kid. I am sworn to secrecy. I couldn't have told you even if I wanted until you figured it out for yourself."
Adrien shot back up. "You've known this whole time?!"
Plagg nodded. "Why do you think I've been trying to push you toward Marinette?" He crossed his tiny arms again.
"I always figured you were sick and tired of me talking about Ladybug." Adrien ran his fingers through his hair.
Plagg sighed. "Kid, let's get one thing straight. I want you to be happy."
Adrien nodded.
"You wanted to know who Ladybug was under her mask and I was giving her to you on a silver platter." Plagg continued. "Besides, did you really think asking her out as Ladybug would have been a good idea? And, the two of you needed to know eventually if you want a relationship. Secrets and lies are toxic to relationships."
Adrien nodded again. "Yeah, you're right. I should listen to you more." He sighed. "But I still feel like the biggest jerk in all of Paris."
Plagg chuckled. "Nah, that's Hawkmoth."
Adrien cracked a smile and chuckled as well. "Very true. Ok, I'm right under Hawkmoth."
Plagg shrugged. "So, what are you going to do now kid?"
Adrien sighed as he stood up. "Block Chloe from everything, go to bed, and then in the morning figure out what I should say to Marinette. Should I apologize or ask her out?"
Plagg shrugged again. "How about both. I'm sure she'll understand." He yawned. "See you in the morning kid."
"Goodnight Plagg." Adrien nodded as he sat down at his desk and logged in to all his accounts. He sighed. "Fighting an akuma would be a lot less daunting than this."
