Alone: a Chat Noir Fanfiction

Broken

CAUTION: This fic has some harsher themes so if you don't want to read that please don't. Remember that you are always loved and if you need help you can always ask!!

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"Plagg, I renounce you."

The cold wind clawed its way directly into Adrien's very being as he stepped toward the edge of the Eiffel Tower, his ring clattering to the floor. Was Adrien afraid? Yes, definitely, but this would be better for everyone. Six years. Six years as Chat Noir and it all ended tonight. An icy tear traced his jawline as he crept towards the edge, the tips of his shoes hanging over empty air.

Yeah, this is for the best. Sorry buddy. I hope your next master will be better, Plagg.

Adrien looked down, his head swirling at the height without the power of his miraculous to protect him. He could do this. He would do this. How could he let everyone down by not? With a deep breath Adrien tipped forward, swirling and spinning towards the ground.

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Adrien.

Adrien!

"ADRIEN!"

Adrien jolted upright in his bed, Nathalie snapping him to attention. Last night had been a hard fight, the akuma forcing them to fight long into the night. His head swiveled around the room, trying to make sense of what just happened. Plagg! He looked down at his hand, the silver ring glimmering on his finger.

I should've known that Plagg wouldn't wake me up!

Nathalie sighed, disappointed in the young man. "Adrien, I know that you have graduated but you mustn't forget your modeling duties. You have a photoshoot in half an hour!" Adrien leapt out of bed and bolted towards the bathroom, seizing a plain shirt and a pair of jeans on his way.

"I'll be there Nathalie, I promise! Just give me five!" Nathalie sighed again and turned, stalking back out of the room as Adrien slammed the bathroom door. I'm nineteen, he thought. I can't even wake up on my own? What is wrong with me?

He rushed through the shower, quickly pulling on clothes and brushing his teeth as Plagg swirled in front of him, humming happily and twirling to an inaudible song. "I'm going to get my cheese today!" Adrien eyed him, confused and curious about what his Kwami could possibly mean. Plagg stopped for a moment, returning his gaze. "You said you'd let me have twice the Camembert as usual, remember?"

Oh. That's right. I did didn't I? Adrien sighed as he stepped out of the bathroom, not quite ready to deal with yet another day. How long had he been doing this, balancing this double life full of modeling and cheese? Five years now, right? Not once could he think of a time in the last five years of superheroing when Plagg was excited for anything other than cheese. Heck, that was probably the only reason he liked Adrien as Chat Noir. He could afford Camembert consistently. Ugh.

The driver hit the gas as soon as the door shut, not bothering to wait until Adrien was fastened by his seatbelt to go. Well, who knows. Maybe, just maybe, today Ladybug would believe him. Maybe she would accept him.

At first it was just a crush on the strong, beautiful superhero that practically fell into his arms. Then it turned into love and adoration of his partner that he looked up to so much. Now, she was his last bastion, his only friend. He needed her to accept him, not as a model, not as a hero, but as himself. The stupid, pun-loving blonde that he could only be as Chat Noir.

He had wanted to know who she was for so long, for so many years. Now he just wanted her to know who he was, and maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't leave him, not like Alya, not like Marinette, not even like Nino. Heck, even Chloe left eventually. Nino and Alya had gotten married and moved to England where Alya could focus on her career as a journalist and Nino could focus on his music. Chloe moved to America with her mother after her father was no longer the mayor. Marinette... well Marinette was still at the bakery helping her parents, but she only spent time with him when Alya was there. That was over a year ago.