Miraculous Ladybug One-shots: (Adrien/Chat Noir x Reader)

All with a pencil-(Chat NoirxReader)

A/n: Thanks for all the birthday wishes guys!! ...And we're almost at 40k! X3
... And sorry for the delay of the chapter.
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Oh and I wrote this chapter while I was at work, and this was a convo I had with someone:
Girl: "What are you doing?"
Me: "Um. I'm writing...?"
Girl: "Oh! So you're an online author! What do you write about?"
Me: "Hehhh... HehehehHEHEHEHEH."
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Chat's POV
She's here again.
I twisted away from my akumatized enemy, landing on top of an open roof. It was noon, and the sun beat down on the back of my neck.
My enemy growled with frustration, and slashed at me with her large claws. She resembled the form of the celestial constellation, Ursa Major. In laments terms, she looked like a bear.
I sighed, dodging around another pounding blow into the side of the building.
"Can't I just watch someone in peace?", I muttered, jumping onto a lower building. I squinted my eyes, and saw that girl was still there.
Smiling, I crept closer to her, roof by roof.
She sat on a bench near the Central bus stop everyday with her sketch pad, and a single pencil.
So she's an artist..
She made me curious. And no one makes me curious. I froze from my position in an alley as she looked up from her drawings. Her e/c glistened brightly, and her h/c hair whipped in the wind. She clutched onto her notebook, looking around.
What's she looking for?
She heaved a big sigh, and closed her book. As she did, a couple pages went flying out. They twirled in the air, flying straight toward me. She stood up in alarm, and ran for them.
I appeared from the alley out in the open, and jumped to catch two of the pages that were soaring by. A third landed at my foot. As I reached down to pick it up, and small hand touched mine.
Carefully looking up, I came face to face with the girl. I felt my face flush as I stared at her gorgeous face. She looked anxious, and grabbed the paper at my foot while I was distracted.
"S-sorry", she whispered, sliding the drawing into her notebook. She had a small blush on her cheeks, and it was enough to break the possible-cuteness scale.
"You're adorable", I said softly.
She looked up at me, blinking. I smiled, knowing she didn't hear me. I handed back her pages. As I did, I caught the glimpse of a familiar figure. I froze, and flipped over the drawing.
The girl whimpered as I stared at the drawing, obviously uncomfortable.
"I-I'm sorry. They aren't t-that good".. She said, shuffling her feet, hiding her face behind her notebook.
She's been drawing me.
The girl had amazingly drawn pencil sketches in high quality detail of scenes from my battles. Me, on a building staring out at Paris. Me, defeating an enemy. Me, in fighting mode.
All of me.
"I think they're wonderful", I finally said, handing her back her wonderful work. She stayed behind her notebook, grasping it more, not taking the drawings.
I smiled, and slowly grabbed her hands.
"Hey...", I whispered, moving the sketch pad away from her face. I leaned forward and kissed her cheek.
"I'll be back", I said before returning to my waiting enemy.
I turned around one last time to get a great look at her cute, nervous blushing face. I smiled.
Your POV
Chat... Likes my drawings? You smiled at the thought of your favorite superhero noticing you for the first time. You had sat on the Central bus bench for weeks now, at the perfect spot for the best action shots. Your drawings had simply been done with a pencil, but Chat had seemed to take a liking to them. He had even kissed your cheek!
You sat back down, continuing the latest drawing of Chat.
"Hey, I'm back", a male voice said.
You quickly lifted your head to see Chat standing before you, obviously tired. You smile, and scoot over on your bench, leaving his space to sit.
He happily sat down, and looked surprised when you reached into your bag and handed him a water. He grinned, and accepted it, kissing your forehead.
"How long have you been drawing me?", he asked.
You blushed furiously, suddenly becoming shy. Chat took the opportunity to snake his arm around you, pulling you in close to his chest.
You froze next to him, clutching onto your notebook for dear life.
You heard Chat's soft chuckle. "I'm not gonna hurt you, don't worry", he whispered, resting his head on top of yours. He looked down at your open sketchbook. "You know, it's amazing what you can do with just a pencil."
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1 year later...
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"Princess, did you see my kick to that guy?! He was out cold!", your boyfriend yelled to you, jumping down from a tall building with open arms.
You laughed, and ran up to meet him.
"You were wonderful, love", you responded, accepting his welcoming embrace. You snuggled into his chest as he showered you with short kisses.
You smiled, and Chat grabbed your notebook away from your arms.
"Hey! My sketchpad!", you screamed at him. Chat grinned, and held it up out of your reach.
"Come and get it, darling", he teased.
You tried to jump for it as Chat taunted you with it, spinning around.
"Chat!", you whined, pouting, and crossing your arms.
He sighed. "Fine. I can't ever have any fun with you, sweetheart". He let his hand down to give you your drawings before snatching it away just as you tried to grab it.
"Chat!", you yelled again, annoyed but trying not to laugh. Chat grinned, and kissed you firmly, wrapping his free arm around you tightly.
Chat broke your kiss, and rested his forehead on yours. "Oh my little angel, what have you drawn for me today?"
You smiled, and finally got your notebook back.
"Well, I was able to complete two today", you said happily, flipping through your book for Chat to see as you leaned against his chest.
Chat laughed. "And all with a pencil!", he said teasingly, kissing your cheek.