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Resting my head on the railing of my balcony, I gazed at the shadowed sky. It was a deep navy mixed with swirls of indigo, and fog lingered over Paris like a blanket. The chill of the air turned my breath into a puff of soft frost as I wrapped my arms around me to trap in the little heat I was comforted with.
I loved Winter as a child and I still loved it now. Every Winter, I would discover the snow, watching the intricately patterned snowflakes land on my tongue, before I was hauled inside by my parents to get toasty. We would drink hot chocolate and snuggle up beside the blazing fire, it's flames slowly eating away at the coal. It had been two years since there had been any sign of snowfall and so, I yearned for it to snow.
A distant cough dragged me back to reality. I blinked slowly, not knowing what to expect. In my peripheral vision, I noticed an outline of a human-sized silhouette in the most caliginous area of my balcony, and instantly dark thoughts rushed into my head
"Who are you?" Fear threatened to cloud my mind, disallowing me to think rationally, but I hid my fears and slid on Ladybug's bravery like a mask. I was prepared to fight whatever this /thing/ was. Silence thickened the air. I got no reply.
Sensing movements where the silhouette was situated, I held a breath. I grabbed a nearby plant pot that had been perched on a chair and stood in my fighting stance. I wasn't going to let anyone scare me.
Sensing movements where the silhouette was situated, I held a breath. I grabbed a nearby plant pot that had been perched on a chair and stood in my fighting stance. I wasn't going to let anyone scare me.
The figure stepped out of the darkness and I nearly gasped in relief. His lips curved into a cheshire grin and his emerald eyes twinkled, rivalling the stars that shone in the sky. His beauty made my breath hitch in my throat, but I immediately got control over myself.
"Chat Noir?" Why would Chat Noir come to my house at the middle of the night? Didn't he have better things to do- like flirting with 'damsels in distress'? Not that I minded him coming...
"Purrincess," Mischeif danced in those enchanting eyes of his and my heart skipped a beat. He bent down and kissed my hand delicately, all the while keeping eye contact with me. I felt myself blushing profusely but played it off with a grin of my own.
After Adrien had rejected me over two months ago, Chat Noir started to appear on my balcony occasionally, and we... talked. Our friendship had grown and eventually, we became best friends. As the weeks went by, his visits grew more and more distant until it had become rare to see him apart from when I was on duty.
Even though I could never admit it to him (his ego was already far too big), the nights were dull without his stupid puns and flirtatious habits. I had started to miss him when he wasn't around and thoughts of him consumed my time.
"What are you doing at 3am outside in this weather, holding a plant pot? " Chat Noir grinned and I felt my cheeks redden. I couldn't tell him why I was really out here- I would get too flustered. I couldn't tell him that I was longing for his company as I has done the entire previous week.
"Are you thinking about me?" Chat Noir leaned in with a smirk. "I don't blame you- how could you resist me?" Internally, I had fallen to pieces- unable to think straight- but I kept my calm. I flicked the bell that was securely hung onto his clad uniform and have him a sensual smirk, "Maybe I am."
I loved knowing that I could make his chiseled face flame up like that. Watching him stutter and try to play it off made my heart swell with love. /Love/? Was that the feeling that sprung to life every time I saw him. Was that the feeling that gave me goosebumps whenever I laid eyes on his distinguishing features?
I hadn't noticed that I had been gawking at him until he gave a nervous cough. My face burst with red and I looked away. "I had just came by to check up on you. Seems like you're doing just fine without me..." His voice was laced with melancholy and I wondered why he sounded so dejected.
I didn't want to let him go. I missed our conversations and banter too much for me to just let him flee again. I wouldn't bear it. "I missed you. Why don't you visit more often?"
He gasped aloud in surprise and... joy? "I didn't think that you would still need me after you got over Adrien..." He gazed into my eyes, seemingly looking into the depths of my soul. "Do you need me?" His voice was full of yearning and I decided to give him the truth. He deserved it.
