A/N: It really is so brand of me to draw or write things that are winter-related in summer and vice versa. Anyways, this one was written a couple of months ago and I miss Winter so much. Enjoy this double update cos my fingers refuse to get off the laptop hahahah!
"Sharp eyes gaze from the darkness
Detecting the smell of flowing blood
Inside our hearts, the voices echo
Take everything, come on, take everything"
MONSTER - Reol
Pairing - Ladynoir
Prompt - 'Scarf'
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'Ah...why is it so cold?'
One shivering and very grumpy Chat Noir seethed internally through chattering teeth and trembling limbs, exhaling dramatically, only to glower at the way his breath turned into a cold condensation that almost resembled cigarette smoke. He sniffed, regretting his earlier decision of not bringing along a thick coat at the very least in this weather in his haste to see his Lady for tonight's Wintery patrol. He knew that love often made one a fool, mais mon Dieu, 'fool' was such, such an understatement for him and his silly little brain that would often switch off whenever it came to matters regarding his Ladybug.
It was minus what the fuck degrees Celcius outside and he didn't even think to wear extra socks or even a hat to protect him from this dry, bitter, blistering air that literally froze all the way to his bones. An absolute idiot!
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Though, he won't lie. The scenery was quite beautiful despite the unforgivable weather. After all, it wasn't every day that you witnessed Paris blanketed by a thick sheet of snow which glittered and glimmered under the golden street lights like a magical fairytale scene— especially from Chaton's high vantage points, settled on top of one of the many rooftops that gained him a view that photographers would willingly murder for.
It was also indescribably romantic...if you weren't alone that is.
"Haa...she's late again, silly little Bug," He couldn't help but grin to himself, not minding the way his lips were getting chapped from the icy breeze and the way it sprayed some snow over his dark frame. Chat Noir always found it endearing that despite being headstrong and responsible, his partner was absolutely terrible with her punctuality.
But she also never, ever failed him.
Be it a patrol with him (which was more like intimate dates in many people's perspectives much to his delight, including his own) or a harsh battle against a ferocious Akuma or even a fun hangout session which was so much more like romantic dates than the patrols. There was even that one time when they were enjoying some ice cream and his Lady wiped away some stray chocolate left behind on his lips by using the pad of her thumb and swiping the digit in her own mouth. Even if it was a thoughtless action on her side, it still counted as romantic to him!
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It's getting a little too cold now...
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Where is she?
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"Mon Chaton! I'm so sorry I'm late!" All of his budding doubts and frustration were quick to dissipate into nothing from the sound of his beloved's voice, the boy immediately swirling around like the love-sick teen he is just to get a glimpse of her face. And my, my, my...it wasn't just her face he noticed. "You- where's your coat!? Or scarf!? Anything!? Oh! You silly Chaton!"
He wasn't even paying attention to her scolding as Ladybug practically waddled towards him, decked up in at least three puffy coats, eight fuzzy leggings, six pairs of gloves, a pair of fluffy boots, three woolly hats and a thick, toasty-looking scarf that was wrapped around the lower half of her face so that only her big blue eyes and polka-dotted were visible. He didn't know whether to melt from the sheer adorableness or glare with envy at her attire.
'At least she's smart enough to dress up properly in this stupid cold weather and not get distracted by the idea of seeing me. Maybe it's a good thing that she's not in love with me...' A pout quickly slipped from his neutral expression and he wasn't fast enough to hide it, evident by the way his Lady's baby blues now flashed with worry as she finally got close to him. 'Oh, I can feel her warmth from here...I want her to hold me.'
"I didn't make you wait too long, did I? I sent you a few messages on your baton to let you know that I might not make it on time but you haven't answered any of them," His emerald greens widened from her concern, Chat Noir quickly slipping his weapon from his back and checking the device, only to realise that she indeed has sent him many texts.
"Ah, I was so caught up with my thoughts that I didn't even consider checking my baton for any messages!" His feline ears lowered apologetically and a sheepish smile was plastered on his face. It was quick to be wiped off when a harsh breeze tore through them both, making their teeth chatter from the intensity of its biting iciness (despite the shorter of the duo decked up with so much clothing). "You-you should go home, Ladybug. I know that the cold affects you so much because of your miraculous-"
"Eh? I am totally fine! I'm worried about you! You're practically naked out here and I refuse to-"
"Oh~? You'd like that, wouldn't you, ma Buguinette~?" He attempted to waggle his brows under the mask but his body refused to obey, virtually screaming for warmth as he was starting to lose all the sensation in his fingers. Paying no mind to his jokes, Ladybug's eyes turned defiant and she firmly placed her mittened hands on either side of his face with enough pressure to make his lips purse. Warmth instantaneously burst within the apples of his cheeks, his skin blooming with tinkled pink and suddenly Chat Noir didn't feel so cold anymore.
"Patrol is now cancelled. Clearly, neither of us is well equipped for this weather without taking the power-ups and I would rather we use those for battles." Ladybug continued to watch him with worry until an idea was finalised in her head.
Carefully, she uncoiled the thick, fluffy scarf around her neck and then draped it around her Chaton's with a loving tenderness that pretty much melted his heart. He remained frozen, taken aback by the gesture and his spring emerald greens glittered from the sight of his Lady's flustered face and the way her scent lingered generously around him.
'Vanilla...spiced vanilla...just like Marinette's-'
"Keep it. The scarf is all yours now. Consider it an early Christmas gift. Go home, Chaton. Don't come out unless there's an akuma attack and make sure you have the power-ups with you at all times." Finally, Ladybug delivered a smile that was just like the sun and he was a budding plant that has been waiting all its life for the soothing, pleasant light. He was rendered completely speechless, unwilling to break the soft, affectionate moment (and afraid of saying or doing something stupid that would surely make her leave quicker).
"Okay," Was all he managed to husk sweetly, his lips upturned in a huge smile and although parts of the scarf that was messily wrapped around him covered his mouth, his Lady was more than able to pick up the contagious joy that radiated from his taller frame. Her smile became even more tender and before she could even think twice, she rose up to her tippy-toes and clasped the back of his neck to bring him down to a reachable height, pressing a sweet, sweet kiss on his cold cheek.
"Text me once you've reached home. Okay? I'll see you later,"
And just like a dream, she was gone, leaving behind a swooning, lovesick kitten that was just a pinch close to melting to the ground and becoming a puddle of black and yellow upon the soft snow.
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"I'll see you, Marinette..." He whispered to the wind, greedily inhaling in the (well-crafted) scarf and savouring its sweet bakery scent. The feel of the small, embroidered 'M' against his skin only excited him even further, the boy more than ready to wear it at school the next day so that his Lady can finally know, that her Chaton was by her side all this time.
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A/N: Do you guys think I should create a whole new oneshot drabble collection once this hits one-hundred chapters? Because I still have around a hundred left that I haven't even edited and posted yet LOL. You'll see me soon again, byeeeeee!
