He's MINE || Cat Noir/Adrien X Reader

I Hear Voices & They Don't Like You

-*Cat Noir/Adrien's POV*-

          I hadn't made it in time.
By the time I reached Y/n she was... Crushed. Once she hit the ground an irreversible burden was laid on my heart. Her body was intertwined with other limbs, her arms splayed across her chest and behind her back in a way that not even an all-star gymnast would be able to take. Her legs were twisted tightly, her ankles twisted in an abnormal way. I was sure she had broken them. Her hair... Her gorgeous hair, was spread across her face, the tips wet with tears.
             I had buried my face into hers and begged her to wake up as I placed a hand on her hip.
            She didn't move.
"Please, Y/n, please..." I whispered to her, tears playing across my eyes. I reached down and placed two fingers on her neckline, where her pulse was when I heard police sirens. Not feeling any pulse at all, I quietly cried and pushed deeper onto her  neck, begging her to give me a sign of life.
            And there was. A very very faint beat pushed against my finger. I let out a laugh of relief then took it back as a bunch of nurses and cops hopped out of cars and ambulances and ran to us.
              I hugged her close as they came nearer, not wanting them to hurt her, eyeing the tools they were carrying.
           The nurses pried her away from me and the police pleaded to me for answers as did news reporters. I ignore them all and watched as the only person in my life I had ever truly loved other than my mom got carried away...
               And I prayed that she would be okay. Because if I lost her... And if it was all my fault... I would kill myself.
               And right once I see that Y/n will be okay, I'm praying she will, I will find whoever did this to her and I will make them regret ever touching her in the first place.           
             They messed with the wrong cat.

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-*Ladybug/Marinette's POV*-

               The police were coming.
There was no way I was going to get out of this without something bad happening. I was laying down on the ledge of the Eiffel Tower, watching the entire exchange between Cat and Luna Moon.
               I wasn't feeling guilty about what I did. And that scared me.
It doesn't matter though, she's already dead.
            You could tell by the way her scream abruptly stopped before she even hit the ground.
               And it was all... My doing.

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-*Master Fu's POV*-

               The ancient Miraculous box.
I examined the pieces, the red Ladybug Miraculous, the Black Cat Miraculous, and the moon dust Moon Goddess Miraculous were all empty. It had been a while since any of the three had visited me last.
              Praying for them was one of the only ways I could make sure they were doing okay. Well, that and all the spying I had been doing recently. To be honest, there should be a fan base for Adrien and Y/n.
               As I was pondering, stroking my small beard out of habit, when all of a sudden there was a small flash of purple light. I staggered backwards, whipping around as a loud cry sounded out.
              I turned around to be greeted by a sobbing Kindle. I gasped as Waizz (is that how you spell it?) came out and held her purple hoof. She kept sobbing, her mermaid tail swishing back and forth. Kindle took a deep breath in, and finally spoke.
             "Fu, something is terribly wrong. I, Plagg, and Tikki have made a deal not to tell you or Waizz about any of these things that are happening to Y/n because we thought that -sniffle- if she found out that we told you, she would refuse becoming Luna Moon. I'm really worried about her, Fu... She's more broken than we thought she was."
            I walked over to her and held my hands together, holding them open so she could sit on them. She did, and her mane shimmered as much as her teary eyes did. Waizz came over and looked at me with concern streaking his eyes.
            "Tell me what happened, Kindle," I ordered. "don't leave out anything."
I listened carefully as Kindle told me everything. About her bullying with Chloe, Nightmare, her and Cat Noir/Adrien finding their romanticism, the voices, and finally... Now.
             "Fu! Marinette confronted Y/n today while she was in Luna Moon form and pushed her off the Eiffel Tower! Adrien tried to save her, but he didn't get there in time! Y/n is in the hospital right now, and -sob- she may be dead. She needs help Fu! She can't handle everything going on with... Herself! She's battling herself, but she's scared of herself... She needs someone, she's not going to be able to survive much longer if she continues living the way she is now. Is there anything you can do?"
            Kindle's eyes were big and begging. They were full of concern and fear. She really cared about Y/n, I did too. But it was a bigger emotional relationship that she had with this girl, a more important relationship than Marinette had with Tikki or Adrien had with Plagg.
                 I grabbed a black umbrella from the rack as Kindle and Waizz flew into my shirt pocket. Kindle looked up at me, and I smiled her reassurance.
            "I can help her, Kindle. I just hope we get there in time."

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-*Your POV*-
 
               Don't be mad, freak,
You know, you calling me freak is really starting to annoy me.
            Would you let me finish? I was trying to say that Marinette is only jealous because I only talk to you and not her. Even though you hearing me isn't a good sign, it doesn't matter! You're already insane!
Doesn't mean I have to like you.
             You don't like me? Oh, what a shame, FREAK.
Stop that.
              FREAK. Freak freak freak freak freak freak freak FREAK. That's all that you are, Y/n! Just a stupid, ugly, FREAK!
   SHUT UP OR I'LL POKE YOU WITH A Q-TIP AGAIN!
               That isn't going to make me go away. Oops, you're waking up. I don't want to be here for this cheesy moment... Bye.
   
              White.
That was all you saw when you opened your eyes, even just a smidge. Nothing but white, blinding light. Was this what heaven was like? Feeling weightless, yet laying down? Your head throbbed.
             "Y/n?" A voice shimmered far away. It sounded as though it were miles and miles away from you, just a whisper.
            But you still recognized it.
You forced your eyes to open, your mind begging your arm to lift up to shield your eyes, but it refused to move. Funny. As your pupils set into focus, you noticed a bunch of monitors all around you, each one of them beeping or making some sort of sound. The giant walls before you were white, and a TV was mounted on the wall, the remote on a little maneuvering tray. You had a little clip on your pointer finger and an IV fluid was in your left arm. You shivered as you felt the cold water rushing through your veins.
              All of a sudden, someone placed an hand on your cheek.
You forced yourself to turn your head, despite the sudden unbearable throbbing in your head.
             "M-mom?" You mumbled something close to that barely audible. You looked at your mom's comforting eyes as she nodded, tears brimming. She reached in and kissed your forehead.
                "Honey, I'm so happy you're okay! I thought you were dead, we thought you were dead!" She exclaimed, tears falling off her nose and onto your bed sheets. You finally noticed you were laying in a hospital bed. It was so soft you felt like if you leaned backwards too far, you'd fall into the bed.
                  "W-we?" You managed by force. It hurt to move your mouth.
   Mother nodded. "Yes. Adrien, the poor child, he's been pacing in the waiting room for the past eight hours! Everything we offer him he refuses. All he wants is you, dear," she pulled a little wheeling stool and took a seat, grabbing your hand. "I think you chose wisely. He really cares about you."
                   "Mom," you groaned, but smiled. She laughed that laugh that was contagious. You both just sat there laughing for a while until she slowed to a giggle and looked at you. Her eyebrows lifted as if she had suddenly remembered something.
                "Oh, goodness me, my mind has been slipping. The doctor wanted me to ask you once you woke up if you remember what happened?" 
              You couldn't help but gasp as the memories hit you in record time. Everything was visible, you remember everything... Marinette confronting you, the dangling, Marinette pushing you off, the fall, and Adrien... WAIT!
                 If you were in Luna Moon form then... Did anyone see you? They had to have... Unless there was a possible chance that...
                  "Mom... What happened?" The only way to figure out if your idea was true was to pull off your greatest acting skills. If only your drama teacher could see you now!
              "Well, all the police officers told me was that an unknown girl got pushed off the Eiffel Tower by an unknown criminal and Cat Noir tried to save you... But he couldn't get there in time. And that girl turned out to be you. I'm surprised no one recognized you as you were falling, it wasn't that dark..."
              You breathed a sign of relief as your mom blabbed on. It may not have been that dark out, but it was dark enough that people luckily didn't see your alter ego. But wait... Where was Kindle?
              You lifted the pillow and searched your hair, only finding it to be padded down by a big bandage. Mom caught you looking and asked you what you were looking for. My missing kwami! You wanted to scream but instead just said, "My phone."
                  Mom held up your phone in front of your face and smiled. You forged a smile and took it gently, trying to pretend she was handing you Kindle. Only she wasn't. Adrien suddenly hit your mind.
                 "Hey mom, can you go get Adrien? I want to see him."
Your mom nodded and sashayed out the door, calling after herself, "Get some!" And left.
               You held your head as the throbbing continued. You were stoked that you were going to get to see Adrien, hopefully he would forgive you... At least the voice wasn't around to scream at you.
                But your head still hurt.