𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐔𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲𝐛𝐮𝐠

━ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈

BUSTLING BAGGAGES WENT ALL OVER IN THE BUILDING, minding for their things to prevent from getting stolen in the crowded airport. Loud thumps of the boot onto the tile erupted as small pants came out of his mouth, shaded eyes looking through the big numbers of people infront of him.

"Excuse me, sorry. Coming through, sorry 'bout that." Apologizing all over again, he sighed in relief when he saw the chairs not having a single person on it. Running towards it, he placed his bags on the seat next to him as he threw the glasses away from his eyes.

He picked up the incoming call from his pocket, expecting something bad when a call came into him sooner. "Sup Dani? Missed me too much?"

:"Just let me talk first idiot!"

Her Latina accent was on point today, especially to him. Giving her a laugh, he motioned for her to continue.

:"Where's you location right now? Better tell the truth or I will kill this cat of yours."

"Hey! Don't put her into this! If you laid a single skin of your body on her, I swear I'm gonna tear your arm out--"

:"Just say your goddamn answer!"

And so, he found himself outside the airport and waited for his Uber to come, thanks to the call she made earlier. He was desperate for his cat back home, wondering if she's still alive or not.

His ride screeched to a stop, barely getting a word out of the driver's mouth when he placed his things in the back seat, moving at the front and ordering him to drive quickly for an extra tip.

For using his phone more than 3 hours a day, his eyes were barely focusing on the coins on his hands, squinting before throwing his head back. Getting the glasses on his collar, it wasn't even on yet that the car stopped all of a sudden, throwing both of them near off their seats.

"Can't you see I'm doing something here?!" The man's eyes wasn't on him, following his gaze, his blood run cold when a weird looking beast was breathing heavily infront of the vehicle.

"The fuck is that? Rooster-snake?"

To answer his question, the Beast showed its claws with a roar, grabbing the front and grunted when they got thrown in the air. Both men were screaming for their lives, pens, coins and other stuff went flying in and out of the car.

"So, what do you say we jump man?!" He panickly shouted for him to hear, and earned a nod from him. It was better to die with broken bones than getting stabbed by the engines through every part of their bodies.

Counting, both of them jumped out, screams increasing as the wind was too loud to hear any of their voices. "My glasses!" He shrieked after it slipped from his head, he's going to die without seeing anything. Great.

"Look! It's Chat Noir!" The man pointed below them, who's jumping through the rooftops to get them. His thoughts of apologies to his family were cut off, and swiftly turned his body towards the blurry person below.

It was for a moment, but seeing the called hero with black leather (he can tell because it was shining) and a long cloth behind him, holding a pole was enough to start swimming in the air away from the man. "Where are you going boy!"

"Away from that stripper! I'm in denial that he's a hero!"

Yet he was too late, the blond hero appeared infront of him, the man on his back as he gave him a smile. "Hello there." Before he was grabbed by the arm, and him screaming all the way down until he was placed on the ground.

The man thanked the cat hero before running away to find a safe place to hide, leaving the two at the empty street. The blond cocked his hip as he stared him down, a small pout on his mouth. "You don't seem to like me very much, why?"