A/N: Today's a great day cos I had lots of mayo on my pizza :D It was delicious~~~ Nothing makes me happier than this combo :D I'm just super chuffed over it!
But anyways, have this super-duper short drabble thingy and share it amongst yourselves fairly- HOWEVER, anyone who dares to speak against mayo isn't allowed their share.
Vore to your heart's content bitches~
"And the walls I build, they melt away
With every touch on your embrace
Every day, every night, every note I play
You made me whole, you made me whole"
0 (Zero) - LMYK
Pairing - Marichat
Prompt - 'Danger'
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Carefully and with feline grace, Noir placed Marinette on the ground, eyes skimming over her body for any signs of injury and heart still pounding against his ribcage from the intense fear and adrenaline. He could've sworn that the organs within his chest self-destructed out of panic the minute that akuma's weapon got a tad bit too close to her.
Oh man, had he been a second too late...
Despite his iron will to keep his mind pinned to positivism and zeal, the traitorous brain kept wandering back to the 'what-ifs', all with graphically gory results that would surely guarantee him to have nightmares for generations. He was sorely tempted to order a warehouse's stock worth of bubble wrap just to bind Marinette and keep her safe and sound in his arms!
Alas, deep down he knew, not even he should deprive her of freedom be it physically or mentally.
Not to her...
Never.
"-I swear I was just getting home hahaha! I just got lost on the way-" He finally tuned in to her terrible excuses, his lips plunging into a deeper frown, shoulders tense and green eyes watery. He didn't know why she was lying...
Unless...
His suspicions were true.
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If so, that meant he almost just lost His Lady as well as his Princesse and right now, if he opened up that can of worms, he was going to be an avalanche of pure wreck and uncontrollable emotions and no one deserves to see that horrifying, yowling mess in person.
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Pushing that thought process aside, he exhaled quietly with relief and instantly pulled her into his arms, ignoring her surprised yelp, burying his face into the crook of her slender neck and tightening his hold. The sweet scent of lingering cinnamon smoothed its way to his senses like warming up in front of a fire on a harsh winter's night.
She was like home...
And she has absolutely no idea of how much she actually means to him.
He couldn't help but clutch her jacket tighter within his fingers, almost trying his most damn best to make their ferociously beating hearts into one with the way their chests pressed into each other.
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"That was dangerous, Marinette," He finally murmured into her skin, blind to the way her cheeks were quick to flush with colour and heat up. "Please, please, don't do that again."
He didn't get a response for a while, the silence so loud that his heightened hearing was able to pick up the sounds of the fluttering snow setting upon the ground and the distant Christmas music tinkling away from the nearby shops.
The hero swallowed roughly, wondering if he crossed some sort of a boundary and was ready to pull away, only for Marinette to reciprocate, much to his surprise and wrap her arms around his torso.
"Okay,"
It was just a simple word but it was what he needed to hear the most.
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And they continued to stand there, soaking up every precious second within each others' warmth before the older of the two have no choice but to peel away and commit to his duties.
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So every second was like an eternity of bliss.
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A/N: It's 6am, I called my dumbass friend a bootleg chat blanc and now he won't stop calling me his lady.
I hope he chokes on mayo.
