Chat Noir x Reader (and more)

Chapter 2: Royalty

You lie in your bed the night of your rescue and pull out your laptop. In a flustered mess you plug in your headphones and turn on your favorite song 'notions' by The Ready Set. This song reminded you so much of your rescuer and, as if clockwork, your words sang every note and hit every pitch as you hid in your pillow, blushing an immense amount until you shortly fell asleep, dreaming of your catlike hero. 

The next morning, you awoke. You had gotten up and went to your shower, once you had dried off you went to your closet with your towel around your neck. You picked out one of your favorite shirts and pair of shorts with your favorite converse, ready to start out your weekend nicely aside from yesterday. You went downstairs and got some breakfast cookies with a hot cup of tea, taking it back up to your room to go enjoy on your balcony with the fresh air of the city. Your mom hadn't been home for a couple days due to business, so you've had the apartment to yourself, which was nice but could easily get lonely. As you had opened your doors a gust of wind had hit you almost knocking over your plate with goodies. You looked back and laughed at yourself some. Then, you saw just- a simple red rose sitting on your outside table. No note, nothing, just a red rose. You walked out and set down your plate with your tea and picked up the rose, smelling it. You lived on the second floor so how, who, could have done this? You thought this as you heard a familiar voice that sent chills down your spine but made your heart skip as well.

"Why, look what the cat dragged in. G'morning, princess, sleep well?" You nearly jumped out of your skin when you heard the voice come from above you. There he was, Chat Noir, again. He was sitting on your roof above your balcony that covered your room entrance.

"A-Ah, Ch-Chat Noir. You scared me, a-are you responsible for this?" You held out the rose to him as he hopped down to take the rose from your fingers, pulling the stem apart and placed it behind your hair that was already tucked behind your ear. He grinned and tipped up your chin once again like he did the night before, before making his escape.

"Why of course, yours truly sure is a stinker. Hey, wanna answer something for me?" He showed a toothy grin as your blushed red and looked up at his taller figure, which was much taller than your small size.

"Ah, y-yes? What is it?"

"Would you maybe wanna, go on a date with me- tonight, around 8?" He had a small blushed dust across his cheeks and smiled gently to you. You didn't really know what to say, you just stared at him for what seemed like forever until the question finally connected with you and in a sudden burst of excitement.

"Yes!" You yelled at him, causing him to jumped nearly out of his skin once more and fall over to the ground. With your panic of suddenly yelling again you reached down to help him up and could do no more than to apologize and help him. "I-I'm so sorry, again. Oh goodness I'm so troublesome." You helped up him then grabbed your head and sighed loudly. He stood up with your help and an embarrassed expression and sighed, looking at you with such a happy face almost like your nervous personality didn't bother him at all. "W-What?" You asked as you looked at him as well after your embarrassment had subsided a bit.

"So, I'll see you at 8?" He smiled and held your hand closely in a soft grip. Your face rose in a red dust as you answered.

"Y-Yes, yes you will."

"I'll pick you up then." He kissed your hand and with ease, quickly jumped away from your balcony, across other roofs and out of sight, leaving you there still starstruck.

--Time had passed for those hours of your getting ready, re-showering in your favorite body wash, face masks, shaven legs and any other areas, skin care, then also the makeup and other preparations. You were so set to look the nicest you've ever looked, considering you've never been asked on a date and the first time you do, it's by your long awaited crush, local superhero. You smiled to yourself as you just awaited his arrival.--