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Aventure Amoureuse	By : Baron Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 5012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction for adults. Miraculous Ladybug and its characters are not mine, and are the property of ZAG-inc. I make no profit from this and all characters are 18+.

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Upon hearing Master Fu's words, your legs give out and you nearly fall to the floor. Master Fu quickly grips your wrist preventing you from hitting the ground. You drop the shotgun out of your other hand as it lands on the carpet with a soft clatter. Master Fu stands up and kicks his chair across the floor sliding it underneath of you as he releases your wrist and you slump into the wooden chair. "I-I'm sorry, wh-what was that last part?" you say trembling with shock at his words. "I said that Chat Noir isn't dead." Fu says as he flips the table back onto it's legs and sits in another chair across from you. "You seem to be quite upset and confused. Here, drink this to calm your nerves." Master Fu says as he produces a bottle of clear liquid with Chinese writing on it. He pours two glasses and slides one across the table in front of you. "Sake?" you ask the elderly man. "Baijiu. Sake is Japanese." Master Fu says correcting you on the drink. You cautiously sniff the strong beverage. "Just drink it. I didn't poison you, and baijiu won't bite you." Fu says taking a sip from his glass. "I'm sorry I lost my temper, Master Fu." you say sheepishly as you quietly sip your baijiu. "It's fine. You're very passionate about Chat Noir. You speak from the bottom of your broken heart. Besides... if you had offended me, you'd be unconscious right now." Fu says with a wink and a nod as he calmly takes another sip of his baijiu. "May I see him... please?" you ask taking a sip of your drink attempting to be as polite as possible to the mysterious old man. "I was just about to leave anyway. I've done all I can, and I must return home." Master Fu says as he finishes his glass of baijiu. "But what about Chat Noir?!" you plead with desperate urgency. "Is it not safe to leave him here with you?" Fu asks in response. "Here? With me?" you ask him in confusion. Master Fu simply smiles and gestures across the room to your bed with a lump beneath the blankets. "Take care of him, and be gentle with him. His injuries won't be fully healed until sunrise." Fu says walking toward the door. "Master Fu!" you shout as he heads toward the elevator. He turns around slowly raising his chin. "Thank you, Master Fu. For everything. I apologise again for my temper." you say looking down to avoid eye contact. "I know you didn't yell at me with hatred in you heart. You yelled with passion for a lover. I forgive you, my young friend. You can keep the rest of the baijiu." Master Fu says with a forgiving smile as he enters the elevator. "I'm entrusting one of my top pupils to you for his safety. Do not make me regret my decision, or there will be severe consequences. Be good to him. He needs love and gentleness." Master Fu says sternly as the elevator doors close.
You waste no time visiting your injured lover. You walk over to the lump on the bed. You can see the blankets rising and falling as Chat Noir quietly snores beneath them. You carefully sit on the edge of the bed and gently kiss his forehead softly petting his hair. You notice he's not wearing his costume, or anything for that matter. The only clothing he seems to be wearing is a washcloth with eyeholes cut into it tied around his face. Master Fu must have put it on him to protect his identity. You gently rub his bare shoulder and turn around and sip your glass of baijiu with a relieved smile. You feel something brush against your lower back. You turn around to see Chat Noir looking back at you weakly. "H-Hi..." you say to him unable to stop smiling at him. He groans loudly gritting his teeth as he attempts to sit up. "No! Stay still!" you say as you put your hand against his bare chest gently easing him back down so he can rest. "Wh-What happened? I'm... in... a lot of pain." Chat says as he winces. "Don't you remember anything, Chaton?" you ask him curiously. "I don't think so. All I remember is a dream I had." he explains to you. "A dream?" you ask. "Yeah... I dreamt that I was underwater... I was in immense pain... I was going to drown. A beautiful angel appeared from the depths. It kissed me and pulled me out of the water. I... I... don't remember much after that." Chat explains sitting up a little bit. He thinks that what happened to him was a dream, and what's more... he thought that you were an angel. A beautiful angel. "That must have been a very intense dream." you say with a warm smile as you softly rub his chest. "It was. It was so vivid. I felt like I was really there." Chat says.
Chat Noir adjusts the blankets and realizes that he's not wearing any clothes. He gasps sharply and looks up at you as he fumbles at his face in a panic. He breathes a sigh of relief when he feels the washcloth tied around his eyes protecting his identity. "Don't worry, I didn't peek. I respected your wishes to remain anonymous. I was quite tempted earlier, but your friend seemed pretty adamant about keeping your identity a secret." you explain to the young hero as he begins to calm down. "Which friend? You mean Ladybug?" Chat Noir asks you curiously. "No, not Ladybug. Your other friend. The magic one. I think they might be a ghost or a demon or something. They were the one who sent me to go get Master Fu. I think their name was Plod or Pleb or something like that. "It's Plagg!" a nasally voice coming from beneath the bed sharply corrects you. Chat doesn't answer, instead he grins at you nervously. "Who said that? Where are you?" you say looking around for the source of the nasally voice. You kneel on the floor next to the bed and lift up the dust ruffle attempting to peer under the bed. The dust ruffle is quickly snatched out of your hand by something under the bed. "Looking at me wasn't part of our agreement, remember?" Plagg scolds you. "Oh, right. Our agreement. I just remembered something, Plagg." you say as you rummage in your pocket for the tin Master Fu gave you earlier. You sit on the edge of the bed and open the tin of camembert sniffing the foul smelling cheese deeply. "Boy, it uh... sure smells good!" you say attempting to feign enthusiasm. "That's not fair! You're very cruel!" Plagg sulks from under the bed. You drag your finger across the gooey cheese and taste it. "Mmm! It's... very... good!" you say as you quietly gag and scrape the foul cheese off of your tongue with the back of your teeth before taking a big gulp of your baijiu to wash the taste out of your mouth. "You're just plain evil!" Plagg says sounding upset that you're eating his cheese. "You want your camembert? All you have to do is come to me and take it from my hand." you say looking back over your shoulder at a very nervous Chat Noir. You hold out your palm flat and set the open tin of camembert on it. "Come on, Plagg. I'll bet you're quite hungry. You probably haven't eaten all day." you tease as you wave the stink of the cheese under the bed. "I can't take it anymore! I'm sorry, master! I'm very hungry!" Plagg shouts with desperation in his voice. "Plagg, no!" Chat Noir shouts, but it's too late. A small black cat with three antennas coming out of his head flies up through the mattress and rudely snatches the tin of camembert from your hand. "Damnit, Plagg." Chat Noir sighs as Plagg greedily devours the entire tin of cheese messily before belching loudly. "What... are you? An alien?" you ask the strange creature. "Seeing as how you already made me break one rule, I might as well tell you. I'm not an alien, I'm a kwami. I give Chat Noir his powers... at the small price of camembert of course." Plagg says with another loud belch.
"Plagg, your stomach gets us into so much trouble." Chat Noir huffs folding his arms in annoyance. "I won't tell anyone about Plagg. I can keep a secret when I have to." you say as you rub Chat's cheek and slide your fingers under his mask. He quickly grabs your wrist and pulls your hand away. "Please, don't." Chat pleads with you with desperation in his eyes. "Very well, but I wouldn't tell anyone who you are." you say as you fold your hands in your lap. "I know you wouldn't... I'm just not ready yet. Maybe I'll show you who I really am before you leave Paris." he smiles attempting to reassure you. "I'd like that. It would be nice to see who I fell in love with." you say as you put your hand on top of his noticing his ring is now a plain silver instead of the normal black with a green pawprint on it. "I should be feeling a lot better in the morning. Are we still on for tomorrow night?" he asks you perking up happily. "Tomorrow night?" you ask him curiously. "Bastille day, remember? It's going to be your last night in Paris and I want to spend it with you." he says with a beaming smile. You've been so busy with these superheroes that you nearly forgot. Tomorrow was your final say in Paris. You were leaving on Sunday morning. "Fuck, I almost forgot." you say rubbing your forehead. "You're still going right?" Chat says grabbing your arm tightly. "With you? I wouldn't miss it for the world, Chaton." you say as you lean over and softly kiss him on his cheek.
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