It was never Adrien's intent to be appointed with these powers ; though his life was dull, with the lack of his father and anything straying from his routine day-to-day schedule, this was something he would of never dreamed of asking for.
He doesn't regret it, though. Accepting the powers, that is. Using them for good.
Chat Noir is his escape, his gateway to a more interesting life. A more useful life, as he sees it- scaling the walls of Paris saving civilians, rather than being the face scaling billboards and magazine covers.
Of course, there are downsides. Obvious stress comes from it, trying to be good enough, not only for his precious Ladybug, and for the city, but for himself.
His one nightmare is to lose himself. And, for all he knew, he may not even need an akuma possessing him to get to that point.
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The Thoughts and Tales of Adrien Agreste
FanfictionA series of drabbles from the face behind one of Paris's famous masked heroes, Chat Noir.
