Adrien Agreste/ Chat Noir x Reader One-Shots, Headcanons, and Scenarios

How Could I Not Notice Someone So Amazing

"Hey, Adrien, you're Chat Noir, right?"

He dropped the books he was holding but quickly scrambled to get them.

Okay, interesting reaction.

He looked back and forth from me to his desk as he struggled to put his stuff back in his bag, making him drop some things again."Um, no, why- uh, why would you say that. I mean, what makes you think that- I mean, of course not."

I had called him out to talk to him at the end of class; he'd said yes, but he may be regretting doing so.

"Well, whenever someone at school gets akumatized, Chat Noir always arrives faster than normal. I've never seen you two in the same room either, and you also seem to have an excuse whenever you are absent during an attack. Plus, the blond hair and green eyes."

He finished putting his stuff in his bag and turn over to me, so we were face to face, though he begins to fidget and rub his neck. "Ah, well, you see- I don't know how you would have caught that I mean- I'm not always gone..."

Dammit, he's cute, clam down, don't lose your cool.

"Yeah, I would have, because... well because I watch you and I like you and Chat Noir. And I'd like to think you're the same person." He looks back at me, and I smile, deciding to break the hard stare I've been keeping. "Honestly, I think it's pretty cool, you are I mean, as Chat."

We stare at one another for a bit, shock on his face, and I'm growing nervous by the second, wondering what he's gonna say. So I decided to break the silence first. "Okay, well, bye now. See you tomorrow." I pat his shoulder, and quickly walk out of the classroom, as I do, I hear him call out to me.

"W..wait, hold on-"

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I got home as fast as possible and managed to lose Adrien by hiding behind the school as his limo came and picked him up. But even now, after sitting on my bed for hours, I still couldn't believe I'd done that.

Oh no, he's gonna think I'm a total weirdo for sure now, why did I do that? I don't fucking know; I just couldn't help myself. Those thoughts had been floating in my mind for so long, and it's not like they were lies either.

Still, what if he isn't Chat Noir and now he just knows that I watch every time he's around.

Not being able to control my thoughts, I buried my face in my hands, feeling my face grow hot. What if he is Chat Noir? They're already so cool separately; I don't know if I could handle knowing they're the same person.

Now that I think about it, that was probably the longest conversation I've had with him, too.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid... fuck!" I threw my pillow across the room and slammed my face into the mattress. Will he avoid me now or seek me out? I don't know which one would be worse.

"Whatever, the damage is done; besides, I'm sure I'm right." If I'm not, it's fine; I'm okay with him just ignoring me and watching him afar. Just him smiling, even if it's not for me, is enough. Though, now that I think about it, I don't think I've never seen Chat smile up close.

Laying in bed, I look out my window, the curtains are open, and the sun is setting. I close my eyes, try to relax, and, for just a bit, not let my thoughts consume me. I start drifting off when I realize.

Oh shit, Chat is probably ready to go on patrol right about now.

I discovered that he tends to go out as soon as the sun sets and stay well into the night. I happened to see him when I went up to my roof once; I'd then come back many times after that in hopes of seeing him again.