Waking Into A Dream

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Chat Blancs P.O.V

"A..rin.... Adr..n... Adrien.." I looked to my side at a little bluenette who smiled down brightly at me lending her hand. Her polka dot dress and hair ribbon dancing softly in the wind, and her bluebell eyes were captivating me. "Don't cry."

  My eyes snapped open as I jumped up in panic. I instantly felt my face wet with tears and my heart slamming against my chest. Right in front of me was milady starring at me concerned. I tried to slow my breathing down, to no avail. I felt so empty, like I was missing something huge. That girl, who was she? Why am I just remembering now? Why did I miss her so much?

Marinette leaned forward wrapping her arms around me. As I burried my head into her shoulder gripping on tightly to her shirt. I struggled to breath as that memory replayed over and over again. Whimpering softly, my ears were completely flat on my head. My vision kept blacking in and out and my hands were shaking.

"Shh.. there there chaton, you're okay I'm here little kitty.." she whispered softly running her hands through my hair letting me hold her as tight as I wanted. Hearing her voice, holding her. These things seemed to slowly drag me back into the blissful reality I was in.

With every word she said and every touch she gave my breathing steadied and my heart slowed down, my whimpers had stopped but I still held onto her for dear life.

Her heartbeat was calm even though I of all people held her. There wasn't any fear in her voice and she didn't hesitate to touch me. I wondered if this was real..

I sat up slightly glancing up at her. I expected her to look annoyed, and push me away once she had the chance, but she starred down at me with a sad smile. "You're not alone Chat. I will always be here for you." She whispered softly wiping my tears away as gentle as possible.

I could practically melt into her touch, her bluebell eyes looked into mine with compassion and sincerity as I leaned into her touch. We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity before something caught my attention. The smell of.. cookies?

As if she guessed my intrest she spoke. "Man, I leave the room for one second to go get the cookies we baked and you turn out a mess. What will you ever do without me Mr. Chat Blanc?" With the boop of my nose my face became red. I could tell she was teasing, but the truth of it hit me slightly. What will I ever do without her? How did I deal with such things before?

Oh well, who cares. I have milady and cookies.

I smiled softly my ears peeking up a bit. Tears still fell, but I didn't feel sad anymore. Being with her seemed to take my mind off of everything bad. The memory of the little girl faded. I sat up with her holding her hand before leading me down the stairs. She sat at her desk and I sat on the floor beside her leaning my head against her lap.

"I hope you like them, it's a family recipe. I was never supposed to show anyone it but I trust you." She said handing me one wrapped up in a napkin. The last sentence hit me diffrent. She trusts me. Does she really?

I noticed the rain hadn't stopped, glancing at the clock I saw it was nearly 2am. I wonder if she goes to school..

She handed me a cookie and I bit it from her hand to try it. I think she was expecting me to take it because she laughed at my display and I looked away embarrassed with half a cookie hanging out of my mouth.

As I began to chew the taste hit me. It left me stunned for a second before I jumped up quickly taking about 4 more cookies shoving them in my mouth. "Chaton!" Marinette shouted suprised. They. Were. Heavenly.

I swallowed happily going to reach for more but noticing there was only one left. I glanced up at my lady who looked down at me with shock. I smiled innocently and pushed the last one to her wagging my tail softly. She deserves it after all.

She sighed petting my hair softly. "Too many sweets are bad for your stomach, and try not to eat so fast next time." She explained taking a bite out of her cookie.

Marinettes P.O.V

At precisely 2:38am 5 of my cookies were stolen by the most feared criminal in paris. Well, wouldnt this would be a good story to tell children.

Looking down at the boy in my room, I sighed sleepily. He was exactly like a cat in almost every way, even now he was wagging his tail which I had no idea was possible. It was almost too adorable to handle. Almost. It was not adorable when more than half of the cookies were stolen.

I tapped his head playfully and took another bite out of my cookie leaning back in the chair. Another thing I had noticed about this boy was he seemed to purr in his sleep. Well at least whenever I was around him. How strange..

His moods seemed to swing violently when he wasn't around me. Maybe he needed pyshical contact? Or reasurence. Whatever it was I needed to make sure he understood I was a safe place for him until he could start to see the world that way. I'm sure he wasn't just attatched to me. There had to be other people he could learn to trust. He's not the monster the news says he is.

I was unconsciously petting his hair when I jumped hearing ringing from my phone on the desk. Who in the hell could be calling at 2am. I was going to ignore it when a sudden thought hit me. What if one of my friends isn't okay!

My eyes widened in panic and I nearly choked on my cookie. I scrambled to reach the phone almost falling off of my chair and answered it worried.

"Hello?" I greeted quickly. I should have checked the caller id..

"Hello mari." Luka greeted happily, his voice as care free as ever. Even with the relief flooding over me I was somewhat annoyed, nearly every night he would call me. I assumed he wouldn't tonight since it was the time that it was. "Luka, it's 2am do you ever sleep?" I asked with a groan sitting back in my chair. I guess since I already answered I couldn't hang up..

Then I realized something. Chat! My widened eyes darted twords him as he starred at me and the phone with an unreadable expression. I silently motioned for him to be quiet by putting my pointer fingure over my lip.

"Practice doesn't sleep, me and juleka are messing with the chords for our new song and I was thinking about you." He spoke to me so fondly, I wouldn't be lying if I said his voice was calming in every sense. He spoke like a music note with a secretive melody to it.

But there were no secrets about this boy. He made it very clear he was thinking of me just now, as he always does. I couldnt help but smile.

"How's the song going?" I asked reaching for another cookie before remembering they had all been murdered by a visious chaton.

"Its a suprise, you'll hear it at our next concert. The lyrics are what really make the song special, so I can't spoil anything yet. I'll get you the best seat in the house I promise you." His voice was so sincere it made me flustered. I could hear the soft strumming of guitar chords in the background. "I'll take your word for it." I was about to continue when I felt a soft tug on my shirt. I looked down to see a worried Chat. My smile fell wondering what was wrong. "Luka I need to go, I hope you and juleka do well with practice. Try and get some sleep okay." Chats big sky blue eyes starred up at me sadly. "Oh okay, good bye marinette. I love you." I couldn't help but blush at the last sentence as the end call beeped. I set my phone down turning my focus to the upset kitty.

"What's wrong chat?" I asked studying him. Did he maybe somehow get hurt? Was there a tac on the floor like there was yesterday? "Mine! Mi.. ne!" His voice was weak and raspy since he had just woken, but clear as the sky. Mine?

"What's yours?" I asked tilting my head confused. His grip on my shirt only tightened. And he looked more upset then ever.

"You!"

Me? I'm his?

I smiled at his playfulness. "I'm yours?" I asked in a tease. I knew he was joking, he must've been. But still I wondered what was wrong with him.

He nodded heavily before glarring at the phone with a low growl. I laughed softly. "Okay my prince, I'm yours. Just try not to destroy my phone okay." I asked ruffling his hair.

Even though he tried to hide it, I could see his smile.

This villian is so cute. <3

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