"the moth's apprentice" chat noir x y/n

Birdy

If Luka was a breath of air, a cloud, a break in the storm, then Adrien was the storm. It was only when our relationship became public that I saw the shift in the blonde Agreste. It started small, like an angry curse word when he dropped a pencil or the pointed stares at the ground when I walked by with Luka. 

And then it escalated. Very, very fast. 

A jealous Adrien was not the type of Adrien I would've wanted to be around. Had I known that my perpetually harmless relationship with Luka would induce such a reaction from Adrien, I might've thought twice before kissing him underneath the bridge. 

"I'm glad you feel the same way," Luka said gently as he hugged me. He was tall — and I could feel his arms tight around my back, almost overlapping. I struggled not to compare him to Adrien — who was shorter but somehow fit better. "I was worried that you wouldn't." 

I stepped back, clearing my throat. "Yeah. I mean. I do." I paused. "I do feel the same way. It's just that things have been...complicated...lately." 

Luka studied me with an inquisitive expression. "I won't push you, Y/N. If you don't want to tell me what's going on at home, then you don't have to." 

Right, at home. The supposed family drama that hadn't even happened yet was the lie I was hiding my feelings for Adrien behind. Also, saving the world was still in mind. 

"Thanks," I said dully, forcing a smile. "I appreciate that, L-Luka." 

He reached in his back pocket for something. "I hope this isn't too forward but I got you something." It was a necklace. A raven pendant. My heart nearly stopped. 

There's no way he could know. I wracked my brains, but didn't remember this ever happening in the past. It wasn't my old miraculous — it didn't even look like it. But the memories came back to me all the same.

But...

"It's beautiful," I said, truthfully. I turned around and he did up the clasp. The familiar weight of a necklace somewhat comforted me. "Definitely not too forward." 

"I'm glad you like it." 

I did like it, but not as much as I liked peace. Peace, was the comfort of not being in a relationship that everyone knew about. At least Mari was speaking to me again, because she didn't think I was going after Adrien. 

"You and Luka are so cute together," She squealed, as she examined my necklace in the hallway the next day. "This is like, the nicest thing he could do."

"I know." I blew out a breath. It was true. Luka was an angel. But....angelic was never the type I'd gone for before. "He's...well...he's great." 

Mari winked. "I bet he is, Y/N. You better tell me all the details later." She gave me a suggestive half-raised eyebrows as she walked away. 

I rolled my eyes. Luka and I had only been together for two days and she already expected a whole re-write of my sex life. 

I supposed I was still a virgin as of right now. Interesting thought. 

I remembered what happened the last time I lived this relationship with Luka. We'd had sex once, and then I'd stopped texting him, because I'd gotten involved with Chat Noir. 

It was a real mystery what would happen this time around. 

I toyed with my necklace as I stood by my locker. Speak of the kitten devil again, Adrien was coming down the hallway. His locker was right next to mine - go figure. 

He looked kind of a mess. His hair was tangled and messy on his head, and there were small dark circles under his eyes. He was also wearing a shirt that was maybe two sizes too tiny for him, and it hugged his form in a not-unflattering way. 

"Nice necklace," he said, without even letting his green eyes flick to mine. "It suits you, Birdy." 

My heart stopped. For real this time. 

I tucked it under my shirt, heart pounding in my throat as I managed to shut my locker. 

Adrien glared at me as I walked down the hallway. I avoided eye contact with him, but I could feel his heated gaze like two lasers boring into my skull. It was a relief when the bell rang and he turned on his heel to go to class. 

Meanwhile in a dark, dark room. Hawkmoth prowled his lair like a lion stalking a gazelle. He was searching for negative energy. 

"Ah...I feel it now," He held a tight fist. "The pain of a boy, rejected by his true love. How...sickening." A squeak of disbelief came from behind him, as Nathalie made her presence clear. "What is it?" Gabriel Agreste snapped. 

"That's your son, Gabriel." 

"What?" 

"Your son. Adrien." 

"Oh." 

Adrien tapped on desk behind me. It was an annoying and repetitive sound. Every time I thought he had stopped, he drummed another rhythm. Sounded miraculously like a song from Kitty Section, but I mean, I could've been imagining that. I had been going to all the Kitty Section rehearsals, so I had their songs on the brain. 

I spun around in my chair so fast I nearly toppled it over. Adrien looked up and momentarily stopped his impromptu performance. For the short second that our eyes met, I thought I saw regret — or something else. Maybe it was my own regret reflected in his eyes. 

I turned back around. 

The pressure and stress of keeping him safe was really tearing up my head. I focused instead on the clock. The bell would ring soon. Soon — as in an hour. But the hour was taking forever to be up. 

Adrien continued drumming, this time increasing in volume. I recognized the song right away. It was the newest one that Luka had written for me. Adrien was the piano player in the band, so it was obvious that he would know it. 

I could feel his stare on the back of my head, and I imagined his green eyes, blazing. So much anger. Well, I was angry too. 

I took out a piece of paper, scribbling something down half hazard. 

Stop. 

And don't call me Birdy. 

That's all I wrote. I threw it backwards and heard the snap as he must've caught it. The reflexes he had were good, I admitted begrudgingly to myself. 

With my hand, I covered the raven necklace again. 

There was a swoosh and the paper came flying back at me. 

But isn't that song so romantic, Birdy?