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Dangerous Games	By : Cat_Eyes Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 11603 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug. Miraculous Ladybug is the intellectual property of Thomas Astruc and released by Zag studios. No profit was made writing this story.

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A nightmare woke Adrien up the following morning. He couldn't recall the details upon waking, but he knew it involved Marinette, and a faceless danger he couldn't save her from. He rubbed his knuckles into his eyes with a tired groan, then rolled out of bed.
He had breakfast, fed Plagg, cleaned up and got dressed, but a lingering unease pervaded his morning routine. It wasn't because of Marinette, although being with her the previous night had been unplanned. He had made up his mind to woo her, but while he'd been running around on an impromptu patrol, he had spotted her, and instinct took over. He'd attempted to seduce her as Chat Noir, and had very nearly succeeded. He was glad she had been receptive, but couldn't help but wonder what this meant for her feelings for Adrien.
She's not the kind of person to be unfaithful, but neither Adrien nor Chat Noir has asked her to be exclusive. She's free to be with whomever she wants.
He pondered the truth of that for a moment.
As long as it's me, he amended.
But that was not the source of the unknown wariness he felt. It was the phone calls. The way she had spoken indicated it had happened before, and she was becoming used to the odd occurrence. It didn't sit right with him, though. No matter the circumstances, it was unusual for one number to keep ringing. It was stranger still to hear breathing from the other end.
If he'd been Chat Noir in that moment, his ears would have been flat against his head, and his tail would be thrashing. It was apparent someone was doing that deliberately, someone was threatening Marinette in a subtle way that he didn't understand, and he didn't like it.
His thoughts immediately turned to Luka.
It made sense. He liked her, he was possessive of her, he'd warned Adrien to stay away from her, even though it had been subtext. The pieces all fit. He just didn't know how to tell her without sounding like a jealous, paranoid wanker.
He considered confronting Luka directly, as he sat on his lounge, propping his feet up on the coffee table. But a confrontation would lead to conflict, which Luka would be able to turn to his advantage. The last thing Adrien wanted was to be portrayed as the bad guy.
'What's got you in a brown study?' Plagg asked, paddling Adrien's head with his arms.
Blinking, Adrien looked up. 'I think Luka's harassing Marinette with incessant phone calls, and hanging up without answering.'
'Do you have any proof?'
Adrien pouted. 'No.'
'Then how do you know it's him?'
Holding his hands out, he looked up at Plagg as if it were obvious. 'The way he acts around her, how he's so possessive, it all adds up.'
Plagg gave him a flat stare. 'It really doesn't. You're just letting your personal dislike of him cloud your judgement. You don't even know him, so how can you possibly make that call?'
With a huff, Adrien crossed his arms and looked away. 'I'm right. I know I am.'
'You've met the guy twice and you're suddenly an expert.'
'Three times,' Adrien corrected him.
Plagg rolled his eyes. 'Oh, well excuse me. Three makes all the difference. You're definitely an expert now, please forgive my ignorance.'
'Shut up. I know what I know, all right. Luka's bad news, I can feel it in my bones.'
'You can feel it in your boner,' muttered Plagg.
Adrien sat up straight. 'What's that supposed to mean?'
'Look, you both like Marinette. You're now competing for her affections, which automatically makes him someone unlikable to you. But just because he's your rival, doesn't mean you can run around, accusing him of harassment. You need proof to make such a claim, especially if you want your Princess to believe you.'
'He's not my rival, I've already won,' Adrien pointed out. 'Whether she ends up with Chat Noir or Adrien, I've won. Luka isn't even an issue in that regard.'
'Yet here we are,' sighed Plagg. 'If you weren't threatened by him, you would see him in the same light as you do the red haired boy.'
'Nathaniel's never told me to fuck off before, either.'
Plagg slapped both arms against his face, then dragged them down slowly. 'Ok, let's break down what Luka actually said to you.'
'Don't fuck around with Marinette,' Adrien recited.
'Have you tried to look at it from a different perspective?'
'What other perspectives could there be?' he scoffed.
'Maybe, he sees Marinette as a little sister. His sister was in your class at school, right? So, it's possible he sees Marinette the way he does his sister, and that it's his job to protect her from being hurt.'
'I'd never hurt her,' Adrien protested.
'I know that, you know that, but he doesn't know that. He doesn't know you, or your intentions, so he's covering his bases, making sure you know where he stands if you trifle with Marinette's heart. It's kind of sweet, when you think about it.'
'He's sweet on her, and wants to make sure I know it.'
Plagg just gave him a flat stare. 'You're hopeless.'
Crossing his arms and pouting, Adrien muttered, 'I'm right. Just you wait and see.'
He spent the rest of the day cleaning, only taking breaks for meal times. He had finally managed to scrub away all the mould in his bathroom, his kitchen no longer felt greasy, and the weird smell in his linen closet seemed to have dissipated after he left the doors open long enough. He felt a sense of achievement when he looked around, inhaling deeply. Lemon scent and fresh air filled his lungs. He had kept his windows open for as long as possible whenever he was home, believing that the breeze would help fight the mould and unpleasant odours.
He ignored Plagg as he floated from room to room, singing his song about cheese. In years gone by, Plagg had stated that physical labour passed quickly if there was music to listen to. Adrien had been forced to learn to tune him out, as Plagg refused to keep quiet. He hoped the neighbours couldn't hear, though. It would be difficult to explain this terrible taste in music.
He hadn't seen Marinette since the night before, and had been able to keep her from his mind while he worked, but as the sun set, he finished his chores, freeing up space in his thoughts.
With a firm shake of his head, Adrien prepared an early dinner for Plagg and himself, then he transformed for a jaunt around Paris.
He had no goal in mind, and he deemed it too soon to visit Marinette again, so he ran aimlessly. He foiled a robbery at a convenience store, simply by showing up. Then, he prevented a car accident by throwing his staff across an intersection, between two street signs, creating a barrier for the out-of-control car to crash into, rather than the cars coming in the opposite direction.
He had just landed on the rooftops once more when he heard the sound of a single person's applause. He turned to see Ladybug behind him, her weight resting on one foot, and her hip cocked, as she clapped lazily.
'Good job, Chaton.'
He swept down into a low bow. 'Why, thank you, Milady.' He straightened up with a cocksure grin.
'I see you've had a busy night,' she observed, as she walked closer.
Chat Noir watched her, his smile still in place. He realised he would always be exceptionally fond of her, but while she may have started to respond to his flirtations in recent months, she still always rejected his overt attempts to win her over. With a bittersweet sigh, he let his boyhood feelings for her go. It wouldn't be that easy, but it was time for him to face reality, and right now, that reality was Marinette. She was enamoured by Adrien, and apparently, was open to the idea of a carnal relationship with Chat Noir. Therefore, he ought to focus his attention on the woman who would reciprocate his feelings, rather than the one who had always been just out of reach.
'It's not been too bad. What about you, Ladybug, how has your evening been?'
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