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The moon shined down on the two superheroes as they leapt from rooftop to rooftop. They were just finishing up their Sunday patrol by having a race to their usual meeting spot: A horizontal beam near the top of the Eiffel Tower.
Ladybug arrived first, winning the race, her fast yoyo swings allowing her to pass Chat Noir just as he was reaching the top.
She let out a victorious whoop as she landed. Chat landed a second later, pouting at his loss.
She wiggled and bounced excitedly. “And the crowd goes wild! Ladybug once again the victor in the fourth annual Paris superhero race!”
Chat chuckled. “Wow. The fourth huh?”
Ladybug turned to look at him, blushing slightly. “Come on Kitten! Let me have this. This is the first time I get to be the one to celebrate.”
He smiled at her. “Well then, celebrate away.” He made a shooing motion with his hand.
She pouted. “You ruined it,” She kept up the pout just long enough for Chat to start looking regretful before breaking. “I’m just messing with you, Kitten.” She tapped his bell as she giggled.
Chat grinned softly at her. Their eyes locked together for a long moment. Their mutual affection shining through their gazes.
They broke apart when a small beeping noise sounded from Chat’s baton. He quickly glanced at the display, a small frown making its way onto his face. The bitter look made Ladybug frown as well.
“Chat, is everything alright?” She asked tentatively.
He slowly shook his head. “I forgot that I set this alarm.” He said quietly.
Ladybug shifted on her feet and, making a decision, reached out to put a comforting hand on her partners shoulder. He looked grateful for the support.
She took a deep breath to calm herself. “What was the alarm for?” She blinked rapidly. “If you don’t mind me asking, of course, because I don’t mean to pry, I promise, you don’t need to-”
“This time three years ago my mother disappeared.” He interrupted her, his eyes gazed into hers. “I forgot, last time that is, to remember.” He looked guilty. “So this time I set an alarm.”
“You don’t have to feel guilty for being happy, Kitten.” She squeezed his shoulder.
He smiled at her. “I know. It’s just…” He bit his lip. “My memory of her gets foggier every year and I, I just don’t know what to do about it. What if one day I can’t even remember her face without a photo?”
“Oh Chat…”
“I mean, I… I don’t.” He looked helpless. “I don’t know.” He whispered.
Ladybug slid her arm around him and used it to pull him into a hug. He slid his arms around her in return, tightly hugging her back. He buried his head in her shoulder.
“Do you want to stay like this for a while?” She asked softly.
“Yes please.”