Adult-FanFiction.org : Cartoons

Dangerous Games	By : Cat_Eyes Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 11606 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 31
- 32
- 33
Adrien spent the morning in bed, relishing the chance to sleep in and be lazy. Smiling broadly, he thought back on the previous night. Still marvelling at the revelation that Marinette was Ladybug, and that she consented to be with him, Adrien was sure their union was ordained by the fates. He considered himself the most fortunate man in Paris for catching her interest, not only once, but twice.
Marinette had admitted to being in love with him twice over. A giddy bubble of excitement swelled up his chest, obliterating any chance of more sleep. With a dreamy sigh, Adrien got up and dressed in comfortable casual wear.
He made himself breakfast, berated Plagg for taking advantage of Marinette's hospitality, then went to check his mail box. There were only a couple of bills and a flier, but his mood wasn't dampened at all.
He took the stairs back up to his apartment, preferring to avoid another confrontation with Luka, who habitually took the elevator.
Adrien frowned. His sneaking into Luka's place had not yielded any real proof that he was the stalker. There was the box under his bed, and the photos in his possession, but there was nothing to indicate he'd taken the other photos, or made the doll. His collection of items seemed more like that of a teenage crush, and not a psychopathic obsession.
That didn't mean his collection of things wasn't creepy. The photo of a much younger Marinette in a swimsuit was enough to raise alarm bells, especially since it had been streaked with, what he suspected, was dried semen.
The last time Adrien had been so creeped out by an obsessive fan was when Théo Barbot confessed to an "admiration" of Ladybug. Of course, Théo had no way of knowing Marinette was close to ten years his junior, but it had raised Chat Noir's hackles nonetheless.
But now, Adrien was faced with a quandary. Luka had had a plausible explanation for all of his strange behaviours, and there was no evidence of stalker-like activities in his apartment. So, supposing Luka wasn't the stalker, then who was?
'Stop scowling, you'll give yourself wrinkles,' Plagg told him. 'How will you make a living, and feed me my delicious camembert, if you're all wrinkly?'
Adrien gave him a look. 'Your concern is touching. Truly, I think I'm going to cry.'
'Pack up the attitude, Lover Boy. Seriously, what are you thinking of now? Not the stalker again, I hope.'
Adrien locked his door behind him, the slumped in a graceless heap on the couch. 'Of course I'm thinking about the stalker. But,' he continued, when Plagg opened his mouth to argue, 'I'm willing to be a little more open-minded as to who the culprit could be.'
Plagg crossed his arms with a huff. 'About time. Do you have any ideas?'
'No,' he groused. 'I haven't totally ruled out Luka, but there's not enough evidence to pin him with, either. I'm back at square one.'
'Ooh, sounds like it might be time for a good, old fashioned stake out,' Plagg suggested, rubbing his arms together.
Adrien's eyebrows shot up. 'A stake out,' he exclaimed, sitting up straight. 'Plagg, you're a genius.'
'I know.'
'If we can lure the stalker in, we can catch him in the act. But how do you set a trap like this?'
'Simple. Spread word around that you and Miss Ladybug will be out at a certain time, like you're going to the cinema. Then, you transform and watch from strategic locations within and around the building.'
Adrien turned to him, frowning in confusion. 'How can we watch from multiple positions if it's just the two of us?'
Plagg heaved a sigh. 'You split up. As much as you've tried to remedy the situation, you're not joined at the hip.'
'No way,' Adrien said, vehemently. 'I'm not leaving her alone while this creep is still at large, especially if it means they could be caught alone together. It's too dangerous.'
'Well, it's either that, or call in outside help.'
'Alya and Nino,' Adrien said, emphatically. 'They'd want to help in any way they could. They're also great tech support. They could watch the building remotely through surveillance cameras, and contact us the second they see something suspicious. This is fantastic.'
'I see some holes,' Plagg put in. 'First of all, your lady love will need to know you're Chat Noir if you're going on a stake out together, otherwise she'll worry about Adrien's safety.'
'So I tell her. No big deal,' he shrugged.
Plagg shook his head. 'She doesn't want to know, though. There's also the matter that there are no other surveillance cameras in your building, except for the one in your door. There's nothing there for your tech support to patch into.'
'Well just do what we did before and install our own.'
'Your landlord won't appreciate you taking liberties with his property.'
Adrien waved a dismissive hand. 'We won't tell him. Then, we'll remove the cameras once we're done. Simple.'
'How do you plan on letting your friends know that it'll be Ladybug and Chat Noir they're working with? It's not like all six of you can meet up and discuss tactics and logistics.'
'Marinette and I'll handle Alya and Nino. We'll tell them what they need to know, then we meet up with them as Ladybug and Chat Noir on the night.'
'So, where will Marinette and Adrien be? You can bet your friends will want to keep tabs on you.'
Adrien tapped his chin for a moment as he thought. 'We can say that Marinette and I have gone to the movies, safely out of the way and uncontactable by phone. Then, we just double back as our alter egos to meet with Nino and Alya in a secure location.'
'What if it doesn't work?'
'We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.'
Adrien's phone buzzed from its place on the charger. Retrieving it, he saw it was Nino calling him.
'Hey, Buddy, what's up?'
There was an excited hollering from the other end. Adrien winced, holding the phone at arm's length until it quieted down.
'You're in a good mood,' he noted, drily.
'Alya just proposed,' Nino screamed back. 'We were fucking, then she pulled out a ring, and asked me to marry her. She's the absolute best.'
Adrien blinked at the flood of news. 'I hope you remembered to say yes,' he said.
'Fuck,' Nino shrieked. His voice diminished by a couple of decibels as he turned away from the mouth piece to holler over his shoulder. 'Alya? Yes. Yes I absolutely do want to marry you. I remembered to say that, didn't I?'
He received an amused, yet exasperated, negative in reply.
'Shit. Fuck. Sorry, Babe. I mean, yes, I accept. I will totally take your hand in marriage. Adrien, you have got to see the ring. It is wicked cool.'
'Yeah, I'd love to. How about we all meet up for dinner soon?'
'Brilliant. Awesome,' agreed Nino, enthusiastically.
He shouted the suggestion back to Alya, who agreed so long as Marinette could be Adrien's date.
He agreed with what he hoped sounded like calm acceptance, then congratulated Nino for his good fortune.
'I told you she didn't want to break up with you,' he teased.
There was a moment of silence. 'You knew,' Nino gasped.
'Sorry,' he snickered. 'I was sworn to secrecy.'
'Judas,' accused Nino.
They fell into a good natured argument before Nino had to leave. He had been so excited he had leapt out of bed, leaving Alya high and dry, and now he was chilly. He called his goodbyes, then returned to Alya, presumably to pick up where they had left off, now affianced.
Adrien smiled softly at his phone, happy for Nino and Alya. In his opinion, they deserved all the happiness in the world.
- 31
- 32
- 33
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Dangerous Games