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Aventure Amoureuse	By : Baron Category: +M through R > Miraculous LadyBug Views: 5014 -:- 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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Chat Noir jumps out of Adrien's window at Agreste mansion and lands nearby in the courtyard. "Hang here and have a cigarette or something. I'll be right back. Stay out of sight and keep a lookout!" he says as he gives you a kiss and runs back toward the mansion as you light up a coffin nail. "Adrien's clothes are nice. I can't believe he doesn't wear these jackets more often." you think to yourself as you take a drag of your cigarette and inspect the clothes you received from Adrien's closet. You look up at the crisp night sky of Paris and feel glad that Adrien prevented you from getting on the plane this morning and rescuing you from La PP. You tried to keep your relationship at an even 50-50, but it was difficult with him. He had a habit of saving your life and keeping you out of trouble. You wanted to return the favor, but Chat Noir held his own quite well, and without superpowers it was difficult to be useful. You feel another sharp pain in your skull prompting your nose to bleed again, only this time there was no music to trigger it. The gruff voice speaks to you again sounding clearer this time and the headaches were getting more severe. "We will meet soon. It is destiny. Unfortunately, our meeting will be unpleasant and against your will." the mysterious voice growls at you. You awaken to Chat Noir holding a bottle of wine and shaking you while mumbling something as he returns from his trip to the wine cellar. "Baby? Baby! Wake up! Don't do this to me now!" the panicked cat boy says as you slowly snap out of it and he helps you to your feet. "I-I'm up, I'm up! I was just... uh... napping... in your driveway. The view of the stars was magnificent! Does the world taste grey to you too?" you babble nonsensically before Chat slaps you back into the current Paris timeline. "Ow! You should try slapping my ass like that sometime, Chaton!" you chuckle as you shake out the cobwebs. "I already did. Nino showed me the video earlier. I'm glad you're feeling well enough to make wisecracks. Come on, let's get you back to my room so that you can rest." Chat says as he starts to put you on his shoulder. "No! I have to get to the Pont des Arts and I have to visit my injured friend, then I'll go home. Police and headaches be damned!" you say as you push yourself off of his shoulder and back to your wobbly feet as you stand up again. "You really should let me take you to a doctor so they can help you with these dizzy spells you keep having. You have blood all over your face." he says as he wipes the blood off your nose with his thumbclaw. "I don't think a doctor can help me with this, Chaton." you say as you snort blood back up into your head. "I really hope you don't have a brain tumor or something. It's not fair! I only met you a week ago and got engaged to you this morning. That's considerably too soon to put you in the ground! You told me you loved me and that you'd never hurt me, well what do you think your death will do? I'll be all alone again without you or Ladybug! I don't think I can go through that type of loneliness again! My heart is just starting to heal, do you really want to shatter it again by abandoning me?" he says as his voice cracks from worry. "Relax, my love! It'll take more than a headache to kill someone like me. We'll just grab a bottle of aspirin on the way home from the hospital. You know I'm tough. Remember that time when you shot off my legs? Remember how I came crawling after you on one arm? I was going to kill you SO hard!" you sigh with a chuckle as you reminisce about the good times you've had with your new friends. "That may very well be, but you're not tougher than a brain tumor or a blood clot. I've known people a lot tougher than you that got eaten alive by various diseases and cancers. None of us are invincible, my amour. Not even superheroes like me." Chat explains as he puts his thumbs under your eyes and widens his eyes to peer into your eyes checking for a concussion. "Chat, I'm fine! Let's just go! The sooner we leave, the sooner we can go to the hospital and come home. I'll rest then after I take an aspirin! For fuck's sake, I've pulled bullets out of my arm with needlenose pliers and I'm still here, a runny nose isn't shit! Now let's go to the Pont des Arts!" you snap on the concerned young man. "Oh... I-I'm sorry. I was only trying to help." Chat says meekly as you realize that you were too hard on him. "Chaton, I'm sorry. I know you care about me, and you want to protect me, but you're not my father. You don't need to treat me like I'm some weak kid that needs to be sheltered. Don't make the same mistake with me that your father made with you. If i end up dying, it's what the universe wanted. We're all puppets that bend to the whims of the great magnet. Sometimes we just have to let the chips fall where they may, and deal with life accordingly. Sometimes life isn't always cowboys riding into the sunset and princesses kissing frogs. Sometimes life is cold and final. It's a junkie dying in an alley with a needle in their arm, or a cancer patient dying alone in their hospital room, or an elderly person who sits forgotten in a convalescent home while their relatives empty their bank accounts! Chat, why do you think I am the way that I am? Do you EVER hear me mention my family? Do you have any idea how many friends I've buried over the years? How many boyfriends and girlfriends that have come and gone? Why do you think I drink and smoke and generally don't give a fuck whether I live or die? Because sometimes I think it's fucking pointless! Like either whatever put us here is either dead, or stopped caring long ago." you say to Chat Noir as you watch him process your speech before he responds. "When I said that I love you, I truly meant it. However, there are times that I look into your eyes and see something in you that truly frightens me. Sometimes... just sometimes... you scare me more than Hawk Moth ever did. Maybe it's your recklessness, or maybe it's your pessimism, or maybe it's the darkness I see behind your eyes, but something absolutely terrifies me. I really worry about you. That being said, I'll be by your side until the end no matter what the universe throws at us. Now let's go to the Pont des Arts." he says with a worried sigh as he squats on the ground looking over his shoulder at you. You realize you may have been a little too honest with the young hero. Adrien was sheltered and barley knew how the world worked as it was, but laying a lifetime of pain into his lap in a short speech might have been a little too much for him to handle. Nino would have understood your point, but it might have been a little too heavy-handed for a gentle soul like Chat Noir. You climb onto his back and wrap your legs around his waist before squeezing him tightly and giving him a loving kiss on his cheek. "I'm sorry, Chaton. I didn't mean to scare you. I won't involve you in my shit anymore. I'll keep it to myself." you tell him as you rub his back. "No my love, that's unacceptable. It's US against the world, not you against the world. I'm together with you until my dying breath. No matter what happens." Chat says with a small smile before extending his staff and vaulting you both high above the city
You squeeze Chat Noir tightly as you rest your chin on his shoulder sharing a smile with your pretty young lover as you sail across the sky and he jumps from rooftop to rooftop. You notice that there are still police roadblocks set up and considerably more patrol cars on the streets tonight. La PP was still actively scouring the city attempting to find you. Chat soars high above the city making you appreciate the twinkling lights of Paris a little more now that you have no time limit. Your job back in your home country was going to discover in the morning that you were never coming back. You chuckle at the thought of them attempting to mail your pink slip to France. Fuck that place. You're pretty sure that you neglected to turn off a faucet in your apartment on too. Your asshole neighbor downstairs was probably swimming around his living room right about now cursing your name. You'd much rather be running around Paris with a sexy cat boy fighting villains and cops anyway. You squeeze your lover again silently thanking him for rescuing you from your old life of dreadful monotony and taking you in. You felt as though you owed him the universe, but you knew he'd be happier with just a simple kiss. He soon arrives at the Pont des Arts in a much happier mood than he was when you first stood together on this bridge and lets you off his back. "You couldn't resist coming back to see our padlock could you? I've been back here myself once after I thought you were leaving." Chat sighs happily. "I know, I drove past you when I was in Lamar's cab. You looked so sad. We were still enemies back then." you say as you walk along the bridge looking for the red, heart-shaped, padlock that you and Chat Noir placed here yesterday. "Babe, ours is down there, remember? We were standing over there when I gave it to you." Chat smiles as he points in the opposite direction. "Right, so it should be on the other fence then." you say as you retrace your steps and locate your padlock kneeling next to it. "There it is, my amour! We really don't need to keep checking on it, I bought a very strong and waterproof lock that'll probably last for centuries if not millennia. Our love isn't going anywhere!" he beams happily as he watches you grab the lock and pull out your ballistic knife. "Come on, beautiful. Don't play around like that, jokes like that are hurtful and not very funny." Chat says nervously. "I know." you say calmly as you start to scrape at the paint on the lock with the sharp Russian blade. "Hey! What are you doing?! You're going to damage the lock! Don't pick it! You're going to break our promise!" Chat shouts as he starts to get more upset. "I'm not picking it." you reply calmly as you start scratching Chat Noir's name off the back of the padlock. "Stop it! STOP IT!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU PROMISED THAT YOU'D LOVE ME FOREVER!!!" Chat screams in panic. "I know." you reply calmly as you continue scratching at the symbol of your eternal love. "WHY WOULD YOU HURT ME LIKE THIS?! I WANT MY RING BACK AND I WANT YOU OUT OF MY HOUSE! I LOVED YOU! I TRUSTED YOU AND YOU'RE GOING TO BETRAY ME TOO! I SHOULD TURN YOU INTO LA PP! I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!" Chat screams in agony as his heart rips in half and he kicks you hard in your lower spine with his steel-toe cat paw boot. "Chat Noir... j-just tell me... one thing." you reply as you wince in pain and continue scratching at Chat's heart lock. "What is it? What could you possibly say to me that I'd want to hear from a liar like you?" Chat Noir roars at you with heartbroken rage. "H-How... how do I spell... Agreste?" you reply as you grit your teeth in pain and show him the padlock that has your name and "Adrien" freshly scratched into it. "Oh, my amour! I'm so sorry!!!" Chat Noir says as he kneels down with you and hugs you tightly when he understands what you were doing. "Those... fucking... boots hurt!" you chuckle as you wait for his answer. "I karate kicked you in your spine with all my weight and power! I feel terrible!" Chat says as he holds you. "That still doesn't answer my question, Chaton." you remind him. "Agreste is spelled: A-G-R-E-S-T-E." he spells out as he lifts up the back of your jacket and shirt and rubs your injured back. "Thank you, my love." you say with a pained smile as you replace Chat Noir's name on the padlock with Adrien Agreste's and put your knife away. "No, my amour. Thank you." Chat says as he squeezes you. You take off your skull engagement ring and hold it near his face. "Do you still want this back? I can probably move my stuff out before sunrise." you ask him unsurely. "NO! Put it back on! I don't want you going anywhere!" he pleads as he slides your ring back onto your finger and kisses you. "So you don't hate me?" you ask him as he holds you and rubs your back. "No, my amour. I could never hate you." he says as he examines the heart-shaped padlock and brushes the excess metal shavings away with his thumb. "Good. Then let's go to the hospital to go and visit my friend Lamar. I really could use that aspirin right about now too." you say as Chat Noir helps you stand back up and crack your back. "Come on, I'll take you. Hop on." Chat says as he squats down again. You pop your injured spine back into place again and climb aboard your lover's back while wrapping your legs around his waist. Chat steals a quick kiss from you as he wraps his tail around your waist like a seatbelt and vaults you both from the Pont des Arts into the direction of Lariboisière hospital on his staff.
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