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Anyway, so I had this little thing stuck in my head. I haven’t written fic since like… middle school on Deviant Art and that was like 10+ years ago okay. But I hope you enjoy this little Ladynoir drabble anyway even if it’s not the best writing.
Ladybug and Chat Noir sat on a rooftop, half keeping watch over the streets of Paris, half just enjoying the still December night, flowing between periods of silence and periods of conversation.
“So,” Ladybug looked over at her partner and smiled, “Did you have a good Christmas?”
Chat Noir nodded. “It was okay.”
“You’re oddly melancholy today. Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just… it’s hard for me around the holidays sometimes.”
“Oh.”
Chat Noir didn’t volunteer any more information, and Ladybug didn’t ask. She just silently studied her partner with silent concern and then turned her attention back to the street below.
“Tell me about your Christmas, m’Lady.” Chat prompted a few moments later, dispelling the sadness that had fallen around him. When his Lady talked it always pulled him upwards out of grief.
“It was purrrr-fect” She grinned. “My family got together for dinner on Christmas Eve. My parents gave me some new art supplies for a gift.”
“Did you just make a pun?” Chat squinted his eyes accusingly.
“Consider it your Christmas present.”
“It’s the best one I’ve received yet.”
Ladybug giggled and dismissed the comment as a joke, but Chat meant every word. Such a small thing was more personal than any gift his father had ever given him. His mom was always the good one with the gifts-
He rerouted his train of thought and looked out across the alley. He could see into a small apartment’s living room, all decorated for Christmas. A nativity was set up in the corner, and hanging above a doorway he could make out a small bunch of mistletoe. A grin formed on his lips as an idea formed in his mind.
“Let’s change rooftops, maybe go somewhere closer to the park?” He suggested.
“Sure.”
Chat Noir lead the way, vaulting across Paris and searching for a good roof that would suit his needs. Eventually he found one and settled on the edge where a tree low hung over their heads.
Ladybug looked around skeptically. They were a little below the roofline of the surrounding buildings, making it less than ideal for surveillance.
“Chat, I- what are you doing?”
Her partner’s green eyes shone as he held out a bunch of dead leaves and a couple of pebbles over their heads. “It’s mistletoe, m’Lady.”
She rolled her eyes and shook her head, “Silly kitty, that looks nothing like mistletoe.”
Chat’s face fell a little, but Ladybug continued.
“I guess A for effort though,” She smiled and gave him a small kiss on the lips, leaving him frozen and speechless, albeit with a big grin on his face.
“Seems like a pretty calm night, kitty. I’m gonna head in. Joyeux Noël!”
“Joyeux Noël, m’Lady.” He replied softly as he watched her swing away.
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Adrien doesn’t like sitting next to some people. In fact, he prefers to sit next to Marinette. Bug out!
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(they take at least ten minutes)
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Anonymous asked:
it preludes every attack by yelling “get help!”
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Adrien: do you even know any of my friends names plagg
Plagg: of course I do
Plagg: there’s Nino, Alya, M- *bubble spurt out his mouth but Plagg continues casually*, Chloe…
Adrien: what the hell was that!?!?
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