ML Fanfic Appreciation Week Day 3 - Under Appreciated Gem
Hey, it’s day three, and I’ve actually kept up!
This day I want to dedicate it to one of the most masterful, beautiful pieces I’ve read in the entire fandom, and that is Tourists by @mahaliciously. This oneshot, made for the 1 Year Anniversary of the show, is pure magic, and made me feel like I was actually in Paris. And it is insanely underrated. Hope you like this!
(On a side note, I listened to a playlist with a song from Edith Piaf, because I just had to)
Tourists (fanfic of a fanfic)
The sun was setting in the horizon of a particularly sunny day. Normally, Chat Noir would be around Notre Dame at this hour. Or the Eiffel Tower. Or even sitting on Champ Élysées.
But not this evening.
It had been one of days that just felt… stuffy. Hanging around small crowded places, people fussing over him a little too much, a lot of homework to do. Well, an extra dose of the usual.
So, when everything was done an over, Chat Noir felt the need to go somewhere less crowded. Somewhere he could breathe. And that was when he remembered where Ladybug had taken him some time ago.
He was then sitting on a plexiglass roof of a terrace, filled with the most breathtaking paintings he had ever seen. He stared off into the oranges and pinks of the setting bright star, remembering how, last time he had been there, he had seen it from the other side of the roof, rising.
It wasn’t damp or rainy this time. The roof was still warm from the sun that had hit it all day, but the breeze had become cooler, welcoming the incoming night. Despite Belleville street not being as quiet as last time, it was still much more peaceful than being in the heart of Paris, where it was filled with tourists and onlookers.
“I thought I’d find you here,” a soft voice said behind him. A tender smile curled his lips before turning to his partner.
“Nice to see you too, Ladybug,” he said, as he beckoned her to come closer. Without needing to be told twice, the spotted heroine took a seat beside him.
“It’s almost time to start patrol,” she stated, staring away into the horizon.
“I know,” Chat nodded. “Just needed to take a breather before getting into it.”
Ladybug hummed in understanding. They sat silently for a few minutes.
“You liked it here, then?” she asked quietly.
“It’s my new favorite place in Paris,” Chat Noir beamed.
Ladybug smiled. “That’s good.”
They turned quiet again, comforted by each other’s presence. There was something about this place the needed no words from the two heroes. It was a place of full understanding for both. They stayed there until the last rays of the day disappeared, letting the very few visible stars shine the little they could in the city of lights.
“We should get going,” Ladybug whispered.
“Just a few more minutes,” Chat Noir asked.
Ladybug took a wistful breath. “Okay.”
Slowly, Ladybug scooted closer to her partner and rested her head on his shoulder. Chat Noir smiled once again.
This place was not his favorite in Paris. This was his favorite place in the world.