Music To My Ears (Luka Couffaine × Reader)

Chapter 9

Y/n woke up the next morning feeling well rested. she looked at the clock in the hotel room. It read 9:49. She looked over at the other bed in the room where her parents were still asleep. Y/n picked up her phone and scrolled through Instagram until her parents woke up.

As y/n's mom sat up and stretched, her stomach rumbled. Looking at the clock (m/n)'s eyes widened in surprise. "I meant to grab breakfast for us before you two woke up but I guess that plan is out the window now. We can get the keys to the house at 10:30 so we should head over there soon but I don't know what we should do about breakfast."

"Doughnuts!" Y/n exclaimed. Her mom immediately informed her that she did indeed not need more doughnuts. When y/n caved after realizing that she was fighting a loosing battle. "Well if I can't get more doughnuts can I at least go to a bakery and get some pastries? It would almost be a crime not to have French pastries as our first French breakfast." Y/n informed her mother with a pleading look in her eye.

"I don't know..." (m/n) sighed hesitantly. At that moment (s/f/n) decided to put in his two cents. "I think she should go." Y/n's ever worrying mother then proceeded to inform both members of her family of the dangers of being a teenage girl in a new country. (S/f/n) calmed her by saying that he saw a nice looking bakery a block or two away. "I didn't catch the name but I'm sure you can find it on your GPS." (M/n) relented after a minute of thought but still looked nervous.

"Thank you!" Y/n said already going into her suitcase to find some clothes. She grabbed a pair of jeans and a (f/c) and white striped t-shirt. Y/n stepped into the bathroom and changed into her outfit. Brushing her teeth and washing her face, y/n was ready to go. She grabbed her purse and phone, slipped on her shoes and opened the door. She slipped her phone into her bag and slicked her hair back into a ponytail as she walked down the hall. 

After a weird elevator ride with a guy who held a bag of pigeon feed, y/n stepped onto the streets of Paris. She breathed in the scents coming from the busy streets. As she walked she saw little kids swinging on swings and old ladies in bookstores. She noticed a little kid whining for a lollipop and his stressed mom trying to calm him down. Y/n pulled out her phone to pull up directions for the bakery when she heard a bunch of screaming. Quickly glancing up her eyes widened in fright. Standing right in front of her was the biggest baby she had ever seen. She froze in fright when she locked eyes with him. What confused her even more was the fact that it was the lollipop kid.

"Good lit-big baby..." y/n said slowly backing away in fright. The giant baby started walking towards her and at that moment a black creature jumped on the baby's back. This movement distracted the baby's attention long enough for the terrified girl to turn around and run into the closest  building. Through the window she saw that the black figure was a boy in a cat costume. Who is that? she wondered. Apparently she must've said it out loud because a voice behind her answered. 

"That's Chat Noir." Y/n turned around and took in the fact that she was in a bakery. Well at least I still got to my destination.  "Oh. Is he a superhero?" asked y/n to the woman who had answered her previous question. "I mean, of course, he looks like one but he could also just be stupid. Although he looks like he knows what he's doing so I'm assuming he does this a lot so I guess he is a superhero." Shut up, y/n!  thought the blabbing girl. A polite chuckle came from the woman. "You remind me of my daughter, Marinette." she said with a kind smile on her lips. 

By this time the big baby had disappeared. As y/n started looking around at the yummy-looking pastries her phone started ringing. It was her mom and y/n figured she was in for a lot of questions because by now (m/n) must've heard about the big baby attack. Y/n took a deep breath and answered the call.