I Start Living
She glares at her partner, and the leather clad boy doesn't seem to notice until she clears her throat. The pair had just finished fighting yet another akuma villain, and while fighting the villain, Chat had again, carelessly jumped in front of a metaphorical 'bullet', and this time, the Ladybug hero was sure she'd loose her partner.
But, but chance, she hadn't. She grabs his tail in her rage, and effortlessly, dragged her partner away from the paparazzi. He whirls around after being released and she started talking before he could.
"What were you thinking? Jumping in front of that? Last I checked, cats weren't immune to electricity!" He blinks, before slyly smiling, "I still have eight lives left, so-" she cuts him off.
"So nothing! You are not immortal!"
He hadn't noticed the tears of anger in her eyes, but when he did, he dropped the act, and looked away, his fake ears drooping slightly, likened a wounded kitten. "I'm sorry.. it's just... you bring out the best in me."
She scoffs, and he looks at her, "seriously! I don't mean I get better manners or a sense of maturity, or whatever else this tired world expects of me. I mean... you make me want to climb roofs, run wild, and act inappropriately, take risks, and pursue my dreams with passion and integrity. Around you..." he looks away, embarrassed, "I start living."
She blinks, and, it takes a while before she speaks, "... well, just because you feel like that doesn't mean you have a free way pass to get yourself killed! It'd be a pain to have to try and find a new partner with as much..." she pauses, before smirking, "passion, as you do." She flicks his bell, then waves with two fingers, and leaps away from her beguiled partner.
