A/N: Insert something witty.
"Soar above and put on
The fire in your unleashed heart
Now beyond the dawn
Until I can love this world you are in once again"
絆ノ奇跡 (Kizuna no Kiseki) - MAN WITH A MISSION & milet
Pairing - Ladrien
Prompt - 'Relief'
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As soon as the cleansing light soothed away all of his Lady's injuries and lacerations, Chat Noir was finally able to breathe again, relief filling his body to the point where his knees unceremoniously buckled to the ground and his claws dug into the grass and soil.
All he could hear was the harsh sound of blood rushing through his ears and his partner's sweet voice was severely muffled, clearly concerned for his wellbeing. On a usual day, he would have swallowed down his intense feelings and summoned a joke or two. Anything to wipe the fear and apprehension on her face. However, now he no longer had the energy to do so; especially with how much higher the stakes were after his many months and years of suspicions and hopes finally came to fruition regarding his Lady.
Without wasting even another second, he dropped his transformation in an instant and immediately bolted over towards the heroine to envelope her tiny frame in his shaky arms. He tightened his grip when she gasped, inhaling her sweet, spiced vanilla scent and memorising the way her own frantic heart beat against her chest close to his.
It was already unbearable enough to see his Lady in any pain be it mentally or physically. But now knowing that she was also one of his best friends? And that she was already so dear to him in every single way? And that he held precious, unadulterated feelings of love and adoration for her that could rival the ones he held for her masked self?
It was agony!
"Chat Noir! You shouldn't have done that..." Despite her scolding words, her tone was everything but so. Her arms naturally held onto him even closer, fingers carding through his hair in a manner that she knew was capable of making him melt like his heroic alter-ego's namesake. However, Adrien was much too troubled and heartbroken to pay mind to the sweet, blissful feelings. His entire being was still so shaken up from her injuries and pain despite it all being cleaned up and healed magically by her cleansing light.
"You knew...you knew all along, didn't you, Marinette?" He whispered into her hair, tears now rolling down his cheeks without restraint. "That's why you became so much more protective...that's why you took such a horrible hit from the Akuma just so I wouldn't get hurt..." He was practically trembling, sinking back down to his knees and bringing her with him.
Ladyhug remained silent, the way she grasped his shirt with a white-knuckled grip was more than an indication that he was on the right track. That she really was being too reckless and overprotective.
That she really is his Marinette.
"If you truly love me as I love you, don't make me see something like that again. Don't get hurt like that ever again. I beg you!" Adrien couldn't help the selfishness of his pleas, knowing that he was being absolutely greedy and illogical. After all, one of the main things that came along with protecting the city as a miraculous holder was the pain and suffering from fighting against the villains. In order for her to avoid getting hurt like that again, Ladybug would have to give up the mantle and pass it on to someone else. But she was much too selfless and kind to ever abandon the city.
All his Lady did was cup his jaw just so he could face her, her smile just so loving and tender and her sky blue eyes filled with nothing but pure devotion as well as sombre. She rubbed comforting circles into his cheekbones, the tips of her red-clad fingers feathering the areas on his face that were usually hidden by his dark mask (as if she was rediscovering him all over again).
"It's because I love you that I took the hit...just so I don't have to see you get hurt...again, mon Chaton." She placed a gentle kiss on his forehead and then leaned hers upon his. "I can't promise that I won't get hurt like that again...but I can promise to try. As long as you do the same. We both need each other, okay? There's no Ladybug without her Chat Noir after all."
He couldn't help the watery smile that appeared on his lips, tears still running down his face freely. With a decisive nod, he crushed her body against his once more, smile widening as she detransformed within his arms.
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A/N: VIVA LADRIEN!1
