"(Y/n)! (Y/n)!"
You awoke to your name being called. You looked around cautiously realizing you were still in the car. You had fallen asleep while driving from Chartres to Paris. You gently rubbed your neck, your neck was feeling a bit sore since you had slept wrong. A yawn slipped out causally as you got out of the car.
You looked at the mansion you were staying at for at least 3 years until your parents decide to move for work again. Your brother Nick swung his arm around you, grabbing you in a headlock. He rubbed his knuckles harshly on the top of your head. You winced instantly.
"Nick! Stop it, you freak!" You called out.
"Not until you say Uncle!" He taunted.
A small growl escaped your lips. The challenge was accepted. You grabbed his arm in front of you, you started to try and twist his arm. Which in you achieved. He hissed out in pain as his arm was suddenly behind his back. You applied pressure causing him to grunt out in pain.
"Want me to stop?" You growled at your older brother.
"Fine! Fine! Uncle!" He choked out.
Once, you heard the last word you let go. You found a window and quickly fixed your hair, seeing how messy it was. Your (h/l) (h/c) hair was gently flowing in the breeze as you looked back at your family. Your parents were getting impatient since the mover trucks hadn't gotten here before them. Then your older brother, Nick taking selfies with the Eiffel Tower in the background.
You sighed gently. Your family really was weird and very impatient. Not to mention your parents were very important to their business. Nick is one of the most known male model around the world. Then there is you. You were known scarcely around Paris for being one of the best french female models. In all honesty you hated modeling. You wanted every girl/guy to feel like their body was good enough and didn't need to be tweaked in any way.
But your parents put this image of you out there saying 'You should be just like this boys and girls.' You hated that. All you wanted to do was help animals but you were stuck with modeling. As you were apart of the Yuuki family you were gonna be a model, so says your parents.
"(F/n), get that stupid feline out of my car! Right now!" Your mother hissed disgusted.
"Yes, mother." You replied, reluctantly you walked over to your mother.
You took Mochi your cat from your mother. Mochi's crate had not been opened but you could tell how unhappy she was. You wanted to go inside and show Mochi around but your parents said wait until the movers get here. You decided to take Mochi out of her crate. The pure white she-cat had freaked out and jumped out of your arms terrified.
"Mochi! Mochi come back here!" You yelled as you chased after the fluffy white cat.
Your parents had told you not to go after that 'dumb animal' but you went anyways. Tears welled up in your eyes slowly as you thought about how you had lost your most precious friend in the whole world. Suddenly, you saw a blonde haired boy with green eyes holding your fluffy cat. You felt so relieved as you gently wiped away those tears. You ran up to the blonde haired boy.
"Um, excuse me. But that's um my cat your holding there." You say panting softly.
He looked up at you. You awaited for you cat patiently.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize this cat was lost. Here is your cat..." He placed the cat in your arms.
"Mochi, don't ever run off like that again! You scared me to death!" You looked down at the cat, scolding her.
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Sugar Coated Lies (Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir X Reader)
FanfictionBeing part of the Yuuki family wasn't easy for you. You always seemed to be moving every month just because of your parent's work. They were World Designers. Which meant you never got to see them unless you were packing up to leave once again. But f...