"Don't let go, I can't see!"
"Easy, Bug. I'm right here." Chat squeezed her hand reassuringly, allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness. There was almost no light at all; even with his enhanced vision, he could see just enough to navigate the large office, if he was careful. Ladybug, whose vision was not enhanced, would be completely blind. He tugged on her hand, but she didn't move. "Come on, we need to get out of here."
"Chat, I can't see anything at all." Her voice quavered with panic. "I can't see!"
"Hey, it's all right." He turned back to her and gripped her shoulder with his free hand, wincing when she jumped at the unexpected contact. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."
She relaxed a bit and stepped closer to him, and he pulled her into a hug.
"Why aren't you freaking out?" She asked, her voice muffled against his shoulder.
"I can see, a little bit. Well enough to get us out of here, at least." He rubbed her back comfortingly, and tried not to notice that the woman he loved had pressed her very nubile form fully against his body. "I never took you for one to be afraid of the dark," he teased gently, hoping to goad her out of her fear—and to distract himself.
"I'm not!" She replied hotly, stepping back so that she could scowl at him, and his arms fell away from her. He thought he'd succeeded, but at the loss of contact, her expression became panicked. "Chat?"
"I haven't gone anywhere, my lady." She'd reached out blindly; he took her trembling hands in his own, and she pressed in close to him once more. He gave a mental shrug and decided to just go with it, inappropriate thoughts and all. He rested his chin on her head and resumed rubbing her back.
"Perhaps I am a little afraid," she admitted, oblivious to his distraction. "But this is different. I've never experienced a dark like this before. I can't see anything at all, and it's—it's unnerving."
He tipped her chin up, despite knowing that she couldn't see him. "You trust me, right?"
"Of course I do!"
"Then trust me to lead us out of here safely, so we can take care of that akuma."
"Okay." She took a deep breath and let it out slowly through pursed lips, looking for all the world as if she were waiting for a kiss.
So he gave her one.
She jolted back with a shriek. "What was that?"
She jolted forward with another shriek, wrapping herself around his arm. "Don't let me go!"
"Sorry, sorry! You looked like you were waiting for a kiss. And you're the one who keeps letting me go."
"Well, I suppose that was better than our last kiss."
He blinked at her in confusion, certain that he'd misheard her. "Wait, what?"
"Oh, did you hear that? We'd better get out there and tackle that akuma!" She spun away and promptly ran into something with a clang. "Ow. "
He shook himself. If she was running, then it meant he hadn't misheard her. He took her hand and tugged her toward the open path through the maze of desks. "One seeing-eye Chat, at your service, My Lady. But don't think for a moment that we won't revisit this conversation later."