Red and Blue make Purple

ML drabble: Perfect

(Inspired by this post here)

To say that he had a bad day was an understatement.

Today was suppose to be the day he was going to hangout with His best friend Nino, but he had to cancel due to a last minute photo shoot. This type of issue was something that Adrien had sadly gotten use to. He knew his best friend understood, but he could read how disheartened his friend was from his texts despite their understanding words.

Adrien tried his best to convince his father to schedule it for another time, but of course, Adrien knew better then anyone how futile that discussion was to argue with Gabriel Agreste. His father quickly dismissed his son’s pleas as usual and sent him on his way to the shoot.

The camera man there was very particular on how he wanted the pictures, even insulting Adrien when he made a slight error. After losing his afternoon to the strict camera man, he overheard the man insult him behind his back calling him a “spoiled brat” despite Adrien being on his best behavior. He held in his frustrations with the cameraman and walked off to go home.

The photo shoot was for a new billboard that his father was having put up. Adrien knew that this billboard was going to be up by tonight. Which was why his father was so insistent on him going today.

When Adrien arrived home, he was surprised to find his father standing at the door, a look of disappointment on his face. The camera man had apparently told his father of his “Less then perfect” modeling. Adrien wanted to tell his father that the man was lying, that he was an arrogant jerk who should not be allowed to hold the camera. But his words die as his father’s cold glare pierces the blond teen’s mind.

“I expect better from you. Do not let something like this happen again.” Gabriel spoke low and sternly, his voice conveying disappointment and frustration. The man didnt need to mention what would happen if he heard about anything like this again. The threat in his voice was more apparent then the words that were spoken.

Adrien trudged to his room and placed his stuff on his bed. He went into his bathroom to wash his hands. As he looked up for a second, he noticed his reflection in the bathroom mirror. His neatly brushed golden hair rested gracefully on his head, his emerald green eyes seemed light despite the emotional turmoil he was hiding. People had described his face as cherubic, or angel like, his father even called his looks ‘Perfect’. He use to think that it was a compliment. But he knew that his face and his body held a secret burden that he would happily exchange.

Perfect, a word that seemed to haunt him in everything he did. His grades needed to be perfect for him to stay in public school. His piano lessons, fencing, and mandarin had to be perfect for his father to allow him to keep doing them. His modeling, his looks, his attitude all needed to be perfect, so that his father would even acknowledge him.

Perfect. He really hated that word.

“Plagg, transform me!”

Not even the cold night air could soothe the blond cat hero’s fiery mood.

He ran from rooftop to rooftop as if an akuma was at his heals. He wanted to get as far away from his home as possible.

After 10 minutes of sprinting, he stopped to take a breathe. He began to calm himself as he looked down at the city below.

Even at night, the city was both busy yet somehow serene. The city light shined brighter then the stars in the sky. The people walked the streets with smiles, laughing at jokes, or just making pleasant conversation. Chat noir’s ears couldn’t tell exactly what they were saying with the countless people walking and talking, but it seemed pleasant enough.

Chat noir smiled a bit as he watched some of the people take notice of him and wave. Chat noir waved back before disappearing into the night on the rooftops.

He went a few blocks away and found that there was very little light at the section of the city. Not to say it was a bad neighborhood, but it was definitely more suburban and calm.

He activated his night vision to avoid hurting himself, he continued traveling through the quiet section until a partially lit section of roof caught his attention, stoping him in his tracks once he saw what was on the roof.

It was a billboard. But it wasn’t just any billboard, it was the very billboard his father had put up using the photos taken from earlier today. His father’s insignia in the corner of the billboard, with his picture taking up most of it.

It was the first picture that was taken at the shoot. Adrien was wearing his father’s recent design for a business suit. His hear was styled neatly and his modeling smile on the billboard was apparent.

Seeing the billboard brought the stress that the blond teen had been trying to forget right back into perspective.

The hero moved to where the billboard was, standing a few feet from it. He took a deep sigh.

“I’m… So tired of you.” He spoke to the billboard. “Looking at you makes me sick. ..and so sad.”

His words seemed to be projected at the perfect image that everyone had associated with Adrien Agreste.

Chat noir felt his throat swelling as the words began pouring out of his mouth

“Sometimes I wish… I wish… You didn’t exist ANYMORE!” He roared the last word.

“Cataclysm!” His ring hand began glowing with his destructive special power.

“I HATE YOU!” He shouted just before slamming his hand on the billboard.

His head hanging low as his dark power slowly spread throughout the billboard turning it black as night before crumbling into black soot.

He fell to his knees, weeping in frustration as he looked over the destroyed billboard.

In his anger and frustration, he did not realize that there was a red clad heroine that had witnessed him destroy the billboard.

After a minute, he stood up and wiped the tears from his eyes, only to catch a glance of his red clad crime fighting partner

“Ladybug? What are you..”

“What the heck was that?” Ladybug interrupted his sentence, her face showing her anger and confusion.

The cat hero looked a bit confused by her anger until he remember what he just did. He had destroyed his father’s billboard.

“I… I dont..” Chat stumbled over his words, he couldn’t bring himself to find a logical excuse behind his action. He was just so angry.

“That doesn’t give you the right to destroy that Billboard. That wasn’t destroyed by an akuma, I can’t fix that damage.” Ladybug told the cat sternly.

“Good.” Chat noir muttered unintentionally.

Ladybug felt her temper rise. The reason she was out was because she wanted to get a look at the billboard, since she had heard about it from Alya who was told about it by Nino.

“That is a lot of money in damages Chat. There was no greater good to save by doing this. It was pointless destruction! Why did you destroy that billboard?”

Chat noir looked at ladybug, her look seemed to almost mirror the cold gaze of his father. It made him want to blow a gasket.

“Because I wanted to!”Chat noir shouted. Catching Ladybug completely off guard. He was ticked, no that word was too weak to describe his feelings. He was absolutely seething with rage. All of the frustration from 15 years of his life was starting to come to the surface and he wasn’t sure if he could hold it back. “It needed to get torn down.”

Ladybug took notice of the black cat’s emotion, she had never seen him so angry. Seeing him like this made her feel terrified, this was akumatizable level of anger.

“Chat… please calm down. Why would you want to tear down an Adrien Agreste Billboard so badly?” Ladybug inquired a touch nervously. Did Chat know Adrien in real life? Did he do something to anger Chat? She doubted that, Adrien was too nice and sweet to ever make anyone mad at him.

Chat noir felt his anger begin to fizzle out as he focused on calming himself.

“It is a bit purrsonal my lady. I would rather not discuss it.” Chat noir explained calmly adding a pun to show that he had calmed down.

Ladybug however still pressed on.

“Did he do something to anger you? Are you jealous of him? Please tell me so I can help.” Ladybug questioned. Her tone showing concern. But the cat wasn’t sure if the concern was for him or for his “perfect self”.

“Are you asking because you are worried about me?” Chat asked his eyes looking at her closely. his voice holding back a floodgate of emotion. “Or are you asking because you are worried about him?”

“I am worried you might do something you’ll regret.” Ladybug stated. “You aren’t acting like yourself.”

His ring had began beeping, but the tension of the situation seemed to have made the beeps go unheard between the two.

Chat looked at Ladybug, watching her face for any subtle giveaways on if she was hiding anything.

“Do you have feelings for him Bugaboo?” The question posed innocently. The emotional weight behind the question hidden from her view.

He watched as Ladybug thought about the question before answering.

“What does this have to do with anything?” Ladybug replied, slightly hesitating as she spoke. Chat had caught the hesitation. He knew the truth.

Chat noir began laughing. Ladybug began staring at the cat with a look of confusion plain on her face. He stopped laughing after a few seconds before he spoke.

“Of course you would fall for him. Isn’t that just perfect?” He spat as he said perfect.

“I never said I was in love with him?” Ladybug lied, her words almost sounding convincing, but clearly they weren’t enough.

“I noticed the way you were acting with him when we were against that hypnotist. How you were willing to give up your miraculous for him, even when it was an illusion. How the first thing you did was rush to him to make sure he was okay. I know you are in love with him.” Chat pointed out. “This just only confirmed it.”

Ladybug wanted to deny it, but she didn’t, she couldn’t. Not in a way he would believe.

Chat noir watched as Ladybug tried to say something, but she said nothing. Chat knew he was right. He turned his back on Ladybug.

His ring was on its final paw.

“It is getting late Ladybug. I suggest we call it a night. There is no danger at the moment, and I believe we both can use some sleep.” Chat noir said hollowly. He prepared to jump but Ladybug placed an arm on chat noir.

“Chat wait.” Ladybug pleaded. Her eyes filled with guilt and pain. Chat felt his anger melt as shame for his actions hit his heart.

“I am sorry.” Her words were brief, but the three words were all she could muster. He stopped to look at her before turning his back again.

“I dont blame you for falling for him. The perfect lie always seems more appealing.” Chat noir spoke softly, just loud enough for her to hear.

He ran off, he quickly managed to hide on one of the darkened rooftops, knowing she didn’t have night vision. He transformed back into Adrien, he poked his head out as he saw Ladybug stand by the destroyed billboard for a second, before leaving. He was back to being on his own.

His black Kwami was definitely peeved.

“Wait to go romeo. You made her cry. For what? Falling in love with you? Isn’t that what you wanted?” The cat kwami commented.

“She isn’t in love with me Plagg, she is in love with the perfect me. That isn’t me Plagg. That will truly never be me.” his reply a mix of sorrow and frustration.

“Well, if she isn’t truly in love with Adrien. She definitely truly hates Chat noir thanks to all of that commotion.” Plagg pointed out.

Adrien balled his fists in frustration.

“Well isn’t that just perfect.”

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