ladynoir 12 for the drabble prompts!
So, you did prompt #12 (also yay! my favorite number!), which ended up corresponding to Love Don't Die by The Fray!
I'll admit, it took me a while to figure out what to do with this one, but I ended up taking the angst route lol
This is a PRPR fic, where Chat Noir and Hawkmoth's identities have been revealed to the public (Ladybug is still unknown though)...
anyways... hope you enjoy!
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Instead I'm Never Leaving You
“LADYBUG! LADYBUG! OVER HERE!” The shouting and blaring lights of overzealous reporters threatened to overwhelm her, but she blinked back spots and stood her ground. She reminded herself why she was here. Why was she standing alone with only the bare vestiges of a whisper of his hand in hers, of his warmth radiating next to hers, a stolen moment taken from only moments ago, but feeling like a lifetime past.
One eager reporter with bright purple hair and a sharp haircut broke from the fold and shoved her microphone underneath Ladybug’s face.
“Ladybug, what do you have to say about the rumors of your partner being Adrien Agreste?”
Ladybug pursed her lips and fought against the building headache in her temple.
This was not to discourage the enthusiastic reporter, who pushed the microphone even further into Ladybug’s face, its plastic scent was beginning to make her nauseous.
“And what do you have to say about the allegations of famed fashion designer Gabriel Agreste being Hawkmoth, and about the potential implications of Chat Noir being the son of Hawkmoth?”
Forever on the defense for her partner, this time, Ladybug could not hold herself back from speaking.
“The identity of Hawkmoth, regardless of who he is, has no effect on Adrien Agreste, who has never done anything to harm Paris, and it certainly has nothing to do with Chat Noir, who has spent every waking moment defending all of Paris, including myself.” Ladybug could feel her face turning a bright red, as her voice rang clear with righteous fury.
For a moment the crowd around her silenced, until a voice in the crowd, to which she could put no face, piped in.
“Ladybug, don’t you think that we’d be better off without Chat Noir? How could you trust your partner, if these are the kinds of people he spends his time with?”
She was going to be sick.
Surely he had been watching the crowd, surely he knew that they had given voice to the seeds of doubt growing heartily in the back of his mind.
Ladybug looked around helplessly for an exit, then remembered the trusty yo-yo hooked against her side.
“I’m sorry everyone but I have to go.”
With an eager fling, she catapulted herself into the air and made her way to the nearby rooftop that she knew he’d be hiding behind.
It wasn’t fair. With merely a grainy video taken by an invasive fan, which had showcased a side view of what looked to be Adrien’s Agreste’s face, after Chat Noir’s transformation. And had been posted to social media barely two days after the arrest of Hawkmoth suspect #1 Gabriel Agreste, Adrien’s… Chat Noir’s life had been effectively ruined.
She blinked back angry tears for him, knowing that their being spotted would only hurt him more.
When she caught sight of him, he was facing the opposite direction from where the crowd had been, as though he hadn’t caught the entire thing from his hideaway.
He heard her before he saw her.
“What they’re saying is true, you know.”
“Chaton,” She sighed, her shoulders drooping.
“You would be better off to drop me. I mean, who would blame you? I wouldn’t trust me either.”
The ache that settled in her heart became too much for her. Rather than fight against his untrue words, rather than remind him of how much she cared about him, about how much she needed him, she sat down beside him and leaned her head on his shoulder.
There they sat, with only traffic and wind to harmonize the silence, until Ladybug felt pressure and tenseness ease from Chat Noir’s shoulders, until his head sloped onto hers.
“I’m sorry you had to hear that.” She said quietly, she took his hand and began to draw circles on his knuckles.
He shrugged with feigned nonchalance. “It’s okay.”
Ladybug sat up abruptly and turned herself towards Chat Noir. She grabbed his face in her palms to make sure he could see the earnestness on her face.
“It’s not okay. No partner, no person is as kind, as giving, as loyal and– and as goodhearted as you. You don’t deserve this treatment. What your father did was awful, but it’s not in any way a reflection of you. You– you are the opposite of him in every way, and I’m sure if Alya and Nino were here right now, they’d agree with me.”
Ladybug stroked Chat Noir’s cheekbone in a repetitive motion that managed to catch reluctant tears, haphazardly falling from his weary eyes.
“I know everything in your life is insane right now, that people are confused and have turned you into something you are not. But know this Chaton. I am never leaving you, and I am not going to turn my back on our partnership. Because I know who you are and I will always love you for it. Minou, we will get through this like we get through everything, together.”
Chat Noir finally released a shuddered breath and nuzzled his face into her palm.
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