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You can't remember when exactly Chat Noir started his antics but you do remember it being around the same time Ladybug had shown up. When she saw him leaving a museum with a priceless piece of art she was shocked and screamed out his name "CHAT NOIR!" 

 Of course every news station went wild on how this hero knew the thief Chat Noir. After that incident many rumors started going around about how they were related, whether they were together or not. The fandoms went wild with all the possibilities. You thought it was silly that all of this started because she screamed 'Chat Noir'? Really? All the buzz was because she shouted a description? In reality she probably had no clue who he was. You rolled your eyes every time you heard people talking about it. You never cared to pick one of these fantasies, believing there's bigger problems that needed to be focused on, not whether Chat was Ladybug's ex.

Although you could see how they came to that conclusion with the way Chat Noir acts with people he had just met, you wondered what he'd be like to Ladybug since they've 'known' each other for a while. Maybe he was more flirtatious with her just to tease her or maybe it was just you?

You stretched in the morning light peeking from your window, quickly rubbing your eyes and getting out of bed. You dragged your feet to your kitchen and started a pot of coffee/tea. You yawned and grabbed your favorite cup from the cabinet. You started replaying the events of last night over again, you couldn't believe how stupid you were and how dumb of an idea that was. The worst part about it was that you could barely sleep and you were nervous the whole way home. Fearful that someone was following you or that you would run into him again but in a slightly different mood.

You pour yourself a cup before walking out onto your small terrace to clear your head. It was just big enough for a small table and chair, technically it was really for a fire escape but you wanted to use it in a way that would make you happy. Besides, the ladder was off to the side and straight down so the table and chair would do no harm being here. You would still be able to reach the ladder if there was an emergency. You watched as the sun rose higher in the sky, while you finished your cup. Going to your little spot did nothing to help your mind, all you could think of was what you wrote in the article and the picture attachments. How you watched Chat made a wall disappear, you were thankful that the authorities had been trapped inside, they were sure to talk about it during the debriefing on the news, without that everyone would have thought you were insane.

You knew there would be no point watching the news, you knew what was going to be on it, how an unnamed source was able to get the police close enough to almost make an arrest, making them look as if they were actually trying, when in reality they didn't even come close. You weren't scared enough to claim to be the unnamed source in your article last night. You straight up admitted to it, you even listed the response time of the police. However there was no way you were going to admit to the blog that Chat had spotted you and how he stood just a foot away from you and you still let him slip away. You suddenly became angry and crossed your arms at the thought of how he easily got out of your hold and pulled you to him..

You flung yourself out of the chair trying to stop the thoughts. His piercing bright green eyes and cheshire smile still glowed even in the depths of your mind. You grabbed your cup off the table and went back inside to get ready for the day. You tried going over a list of things you needed to do today to try and focus on anything else. You decided you needed to go and treat yourself with a pastry for breakfast. It might be a bit tasteless to go to Mari's bakery when you know that she became Alya's best friend after you but she was still nice to you and made the best pastries.

You put on your most comfortable shoes and grabbed your bag. Making sure your laptop was tucked away safely you grabbed your phone and typed your list on the way to Marinette.

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