Dabble in Drabbles 19: A Silent Conversation

I'm back! Finally! I am stress free! (At the mo)

Summary: In which Chat Noir and Ladybug have a little one-sided conversation a hundred meters above ground.

The sun had set, magenta and lapis lazuli colors splayed in the sky, as the last of the light disappeared on the horizon. Chat leaned on a steel frame of the Eiffel Tower, waiting for Ladybug. A few minutes passed and a red blur jumped on the same platform where he was waiting.

"Ah, my lady," Chat Noir perked up at the spotted heroine, "right on time."

Ladybug sat down on the edge, letting her feet dangle in the air. She said softly, "Were you waiting long?"

"I would wait an eternity for you, buginette." Chat said playfully as he sank right beside her. He crossed his legs and tilted his head at her forlorn expression. "What's up with the long face, my lady?"

Ladybug turns her head, her gaze unfocused. "How's…life doing for you?"

"It gets boring now, defeating Hawk Moth and all that." Chat drawled, his chin resting on his palm. "How 'bout you, my lady? Are you having fun without me?"

Ladybug looked up at the sky. "I'm doing fine. I've been kept busy with my family's business while interning at one of the fashion houses in Paris." She chuckled. "Even after defeating Hawk Moth, I still can't tell you about my civilian self."

"You know you can trust me, Ladybug." Chat said seriously.

"I trust you, Chat. I've always had." A tear trickled down her face. "But now that it's all over, it seemed like I lost my chance to tell you."

"Hey, hey," Chat put his hand on her shoulder. She didn't seem to notice. "You can still tell it to me. I promise I won't tell anyone! Cat's honor!"

"You're such an amazing partner to me. But with no supervillains after our miraculous, it looks like Paris no longer needs superheroes." It sounded like she wanted to add more, but seemed to take back the words. But then, there was a shout down below. Ladybug and Chat Noir looked at the ground and saw a civilian waving at Ladybug.

"I'll be right back." Swinging down, she landed in front of the person. Chat watched as they exchanged words and the random person gave Ladybug a box. They exchanged a hug and Ladybug swung back up to meet him.

Chat looked at the tiny box in interest. It was black with a golden ribbon around it. Ladybug smiled. "It's a gift for you."

"For me?" Chat asked in awe. He hesitated to touch it, fearing it might crumble. It was always Ladybug in the spotlight, receiving fan gifts, getting interviews, and him behind the cameras. But after they defeated Hawk Moth, he had received as much attention as Ladybug as well. "What's inside?"

Ladybug slipped off the ribbon and the box opened, revealing a handmade black cat statuette complete with a golden bell and a thank you card inside. Ladybug laughed at the message.

Thank mew fur pawtecting Paris.

"You've infected everyone with your awful puns." Ladybug said as she tinkled the tiny bell, sending a light jingle in the air.

"What can I say?" Chat Noir said with a grin. "I have clawsome puns."

She rolled her eyes with a scoff. Their conversation lulled and the superhero sat there in silence, watching the last sliver of light disappear, replaced with the night sky and twinkling stars.

Ladybug sighed once again. "It's been 5 months."

"That long, huh." The city's lights had turned on, illuminating safety in the darkness. "Why are you still in the suit when you know there'll never be another akuma attack again?"

"I just wanted to feel you near me, chaton." Ladybug said.

Chat smiled. "I'm always near you, my lady."

She startled him with her next statement. "I'm going to do it. I'm releasing my transformation."

Chat's eyes widened. "Are you sure about that, Ladybug? You know you were so against us knowing each other."

"Now that Hawk Moth is gone, there's no more need to hide secrets from each other." Ladybug said.

Chat's heart ached. His entire being vibrated with energy and anticipation. "Are you really sure about this?"

"I trust you, Chat Noir."

And then the suit faded away. He reveled in the image of the girl behind the mask.

"Marinette." He whispered.

She had her eyes closed, tears streaming down her face. He touched his own cheeks and realized the wetness on his fingertips were his tears as well.

"I love you." Marinette said, her voice carrying out in the wind. "I know it's a bit late, but I love you."

He let out a sigh. His biggest regret had finally been fulfilled.

It was over.

Je t'aime aussie.

A gentle breeze tickled her ears where her miraculous resided, and a scent of happy memories, daring adventures, and complicated love wrapped around her like a warm blanket.

"Thank you."

And she knew that those words would only fall in the ears of the air. But nevertheless, even if he was no longer physically here, he would watch over her.

Chat Noir was a guardian of Paris.

Forever and always.

And now, take Chat Noir out of the equation.

This little chappy's just a warm-up to dust off the cobwebs in my brain after almost half a month of no writing. Next chapter will feature your requests and prompts! I'll prewrite everything and post it all in April! If you've got more prompts, pop it in the review or PM me! Deadline's on March 30th!

I hope you liked it! (angsty fluff is my favorite)

See ya'll in April!