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“I don’t think akuma count as common interests, Chat.”
“Fine, fine. How about a burning passion for protecting Paris instead?”
Ladybug frowned. “What does it matter? We work well together don’t we? We don’t have to have anything in common to fight akuma.”
Chat fidgeted. “but…”
“No buts chat. Let’s finish this patrol; it’s very late.”
With a heavy heart he watched as she swung off. The rooftop they had stopped on to take a break left with just him standing on it.
Chat’s ears and tail drooped. “I want more than that though.”
Shrugging off his disappointment, he used his baton to quickly hop and jump after his partner.
He caught up with her and blinked in confusion; he was not sure what she was doing. She stood on the next rooftop over and seemed to be looking up at a billboard displaying the results of his latest modeling shoot. He landed next to her with a loud thump and was surprised when she failed to react to his loud entrance.
He moved so that he could see her face and when he saw her expression he felt his face glow red.
The superheroine looked to be admiring the advert, her eyes wide in appreciation, her lips parted in a wide smile, and her hands clasped together at her chest as she stood there in supposed wonder. Wonder at him.
Chat was unable to speak. His thoughts ran a mile a minute as he came to the conclusion that she seemed to be giving that look to his face. To make sure he quickly moved to stand behind her, so that he was peering over her head, and followed her eyesight… straight to the billboard. She was definitely giving his face that look.
Ladybug sighed dreamily and then froze, her arms dropping to her sides. Chat felt a shiver go up his spine. He looked down and saw that his tail had brushed up against her leg. She slowly turned around, her eyes were still wide but the rest of her admiration had fallen from her face.
She smiled a smile so fake that it almost hurt to look at. “You, uh, didn’t see that… right?”
Chat pursed his lips for a moment as he considered how to respond. His eyes flashed as a sly smirk slipped onto his face.
“It seems we do have a common interest after all, My Lady.”
She looked at him with slowly increasing dread. There was no way that smirk would be good for her.
“How so?” She asked hesitantly.
He chuckled and moved so that there was barely an inch between them. His tail wrapped around her leg and tilted her head up with a leather clad finger.
“Adrien Agreste is quite the handsome fellow… I do wonder how astonished he would be to know Paris’s heroes have such interest in him.” He said, his tone low and purring.
Ladybug sputtered slightly. “What? I-you don’t like Adrien!”
“Au contraire, My Lady. I have quite the relationship with the handsome fellow.” He wiggled his brow.
“No you don’t!” She pouted at him. “I would know if he was friends with you.”
Chat Noir let out a low chuckle. “We’re quite a bit more intimate than friends.” He purred.
For a moment she looked at him doubtfully, but then the look faded away only to be replaced by a scowl.
“Oh. So, you’re saying you’re super close?” Ladybug scoffed. “I’m actually his friend you know? Which is far better than this imaginary intimacy that you say you have.”
Chat frowned in confusion. “Since when were you Adrien Agreste’s friend.”
Ladybug smirked. “Since the start of the school year Kitty, do continue on how you’re so close to him…?” She trailed off and grinned victoriously. “Oh? Do you not have anything to say? Seems like I’m way closer to being with Adrien than you are.”
Chat Noir let out a small whine and immediately cleared his throat to mask it. “I, um, I suppose you might just manage to snatch him before I can.”
Ladybug nodded decisively. “I won’t lose.” She glanced back up at the billboard. “Hey, do you want to chat about the newest line? Since you’re such a fan?” She smirked, challenge issued.
Chat grinned weakly. “Of course My Lady.”