It was a beautiful night out, and Chat Noir couldn’t resist the cool city air calling his name. The wind gently blew against the wide windows of the Agreste Mansion, beckoning him outside. He knew that Ladybug had patrol duty tonight, and so there was no reason for him to remain vigil over the city. Still, it was one of the few pleasures in his life. He had a long day at a photoshoot, and he could use the movement to stretch out his achy limbs. He found the more physical activity he did as Chat Noir, the harder it got for him to keep those stiff modeling positions for long periods of time.
He exited his room through the window effortlessly as he had done many times before, jumping a few rooftops over before stretching. His movements became more cat like as he adjusted to the changes that came with the transformation, ears perking as he listened to the noises of the night. Things were much louder, brighter and smellier when he was Chat Noir. And while it sometimes came in handy to have the heightened awareness, Adrien Agreste was already sensitive to such stimulus. He had adapted and adjusted over time, but the initial shock and change in transformation hadn’t dissipated. Part of him wished that it wouldn’t, as it was overwhelming as much as it was exhilarating.
Once he had finished stretching his limbs, he bounded off the edge and began to leap from rooftop to rooftop. While Ladybug often didn’t know of his late night escapades, it was a good way for him to practice being his alter-ego. While their suits enhanced their physical strength and durability, it certainly didn’t improve their technique. These late night moonlit runs not only gave Adrien an out, but also gave Chat Noir much needed practice. While navigating Paris may have seemed easy to someone who was native born; the aerial landscape was a new beast entirely. It was important for them to familiarize themselves with their battlefield, especially when they could take the time to stop and look around. Said familiarity had saved their hides a few times, that was for sure.
He practiced his stealth, weaving in and out of dark areas to avoid being seen. He had thought he was being slick, as so far no one who was still awake had noticed he was out and about. Generally, The Ladyblog would post when someone had seen their heroes roaming rooftops. He knew that Ladybug herself had been sighted a few times already, as posts on the blog were present. Still, he couldn’t help but startle a little as he heard his communicator sound off. Perhaps Ladybug had seen him sneaking around?
He immediately stopped his moonlit run, taking his baton and opening it to his communicator. He couldn’t help but smile at the message, his tail swishing ever so lightly against the soft influence of the cool breeze. Well, she didn’t seem to be aware that he was out based on her message. And while it did mean that his stealth was getting better, it also meant that he could drop in on his partner as a welcome surprise.
Closing his communicator, he attached his baton back to his lower back before heading in the direction that her GPS had told him she was in. He made it in no time, not having been very far away from her in the first place. Arriving on the scene, the feline landed behind his partner with near silence and grace. “Good evening M’Lady.” He said smoothly, though clearly holding back the joy he had of seeing her. He was all too glad when they had nights like this where it was just the two of them.
She had been too consumed in watching the people of Paris that Ladybug never even noticed her partner in akuma fighting approaching her. Her eyes darting from person to person. Occasionally seeing a familiar face here and there. Most of them a complete stranger in her personal life, but easily recognizable from some of the situations from her dawning the mask.
She couldn’t help the small smile that graced her lips as she looked lovingly at those she protected. A warm feeling in her chest as she wondered about their lives. Her mind racing in her own curiousness that she hadn’t even noticed the black cat behind her until he spoke.
“Oh!” She gasped out in surprise before straightening herself out. Allowing herself to become more presentable for a moment before looking up to her partner. Her wide eyes staring at him for a moment before she smiled at him.
“A sneaky little thing aren't you, Pussycat? I didn’t know you were out and about...” She giggled for a moment as she looked up to him. Her smile genuine as she looked to her partner before patting the spot beside her.
“Care to join me for a bit? I promise I don’t bite.” Her tone was playful as she teasingly invited him to sit with her. Before she pulled her hand away and looked back at all of Paris. Compassion and love for the city obvious in her eyes as she watched them again.
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