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

1st contest winner/Cotillion-(AdrienxReader)

A/n: Congrats to @writergirl178 and thanks for the amazing idea!
.. And as the title suggests, there will be a second winner with his/her chapter coming later! Thanks everyone for your amazing ideas! Here it is!
Oh, and for your personal information, you should watch the video above, it's freaking amazing.
(And for those of you who HAVE watched it, no one dies. I'm simply taking @writergirl178 's idea and ideas from the video. Thanks!)
Your POV
"Y/n, calm down! You'll be okay. It's just a cotillion. It's a dance. You don't even have to talk to anyone!", your best friend, Alya chuckled, adjusting her dark red mask. She brushed her dress down as your carriage hit a small bump in the road. "I mean, really, we're going to get to see the Prince! Isn't it exciting?!"
You glanced out the window. Closing in on you were the faint lights of the palace. Multiple carriages were driving in front of you, and following you behind.
"Mhm", you muttered sarcastically. "Because I want to be in a ballroom with hundreds of other women trying to win the heart of the Prince. No thanks".
Alya sighed. "Fine. I'm sorry I dragged you along to the biggest event of the year, but try to have fun. It's better than doing housework at home with that mean owner of yours. You're lucky you got to sneak out from your home. If we separate, remember to be home by midnight before your owner gets home from a party, okay?".
You nodded in agreement as the carriage pulled up to the side of a large garden. Alya jumped out, ruffling her puffy dress, and you followed, fixing your m/c mask. Your dress sparkled under the moon with a shining d/c, and your satin s/c heels shone with you. You did feel stunning.
Okay, y/n, you thought. Do it for Alya. Try to have some fun. And remember to leave before midnight.
Quickly brushing your h/c stray strands out of your face, you and Alya walked up the stairs with many other women into the palace.
~•~
It was breathtaking. The palace shone with dim lights, and there was so much color in the grand room. Hundreds of females wandered the dance floor, and few males were there, staying near the walls of the ballroom.
A short, round man stood at the top of the stairs of the ballroom at the entrance, asking for names.
"Alya Césaire...", the greeter announced. You zoned out, and could no longer hear anyone, or any music. You were staring up at the Royal Balcony. There sat the Queen and King, looking down upon the arriving visitors. You gulped, then looked to the left of the Queen.
The Prince.
He stood next to his mother, tall and proud, making eye contact with you.
You quickly looked away, feeling a blush creep up on your face.
Adrien's POV
She's beautiful. Who is she?
Your POV
After a couple seconds, you carefully looked back. He was still watching you. His golden hair shone in the dim lights, and his kind green eyes bore into your soul.
"Miss? Your name?"
You snapped to the attention of the greeter.
"Y/n. Just... Y/n", you said softly. He nodded, and announced you.
You sighed, carefully but stiffly walking down be stairs to the ballroom. Your dress brushed your ankles as you landed on the floor.
"Dude", Alya said, greeting you. "Everyone's staring at you."
You quickly averted your eyes to her. "Um.. I'm gonna go somewhere. Go have fun."
Alya nodded. "Call for me if you need anything", she said, sing-songy, waltzing away.
You sighed, and studied the room. There were many pretty women, but your dress stood out like a sore thumb. You quickly moved to a corner of the room, away from the dance floor.
"AND NOW... The Prince of Parism.. Adrien Agreste!!", welcomed the greeter.
People began to clap as Adrien descended from the balcony with his parents trailing behind.
Adrien was immediately swamped with girls screaming for him.
You chuckled to yourself as music began to play, signaling the start of the dance. Alya, of course, was already dancing with what it looked like.. A royal guard.
You smiled, fiddling with your hands.
Everyone's having fun.
You realized you had no purpose being there, and decided to head for the door.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed your arm lightly.
"Miss.. Y/n?", said a deep voice. You turned slowly to see Prince Adrien in front of you.
"H-hello.. Yes...", you responded softly.
Adrien slid his hand down your arm to your hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss it lightly.
"You look beautiful tonight", he whispered.
A couple of girls began yelling from the dance floor at you, swearing and cursing. You swiftly pulled your hand away.
"I-", you tried.
"It's alright, I'll have them taken care of", the Prince said, almost panicked. He turned around and motioned for a guard.
He turned back to you.
"May I have a dance?"
You try not to laugh at his polite gesture.
"I'm sorry, I don't dance."
Adrien looked stunned, but smiled.
"It's alright. I'll lead", he says taking your hand. You blush as he leads you through the ballroom to the middle of the dance floor. A new song starts, and he places one arm gently around you, resting his hand against your waist. He squeezes your left hand with his right, and starts swaying back and forth. You place your other hand on his chest, looking down at your feet.
Adrien chuckled. "It's alright", he said into your ear, making you shudder.
"I-I'm just not good at this. I don't exactly come from a great and rich part of the kingdom."
Adrien frowned. "You seem like royalty, I'm surprised.. After all, you're very beautiful", he said softly, kissing your cheek.
The song slowly began to end, and people began to clap slowly for you.
"I've only danced with you tonight, and you'll be the only one."
You looked up at him in surprised. His glowing eyes were filled with love. He grasped your hands in his.
"I want to see you again, after this cotillion. I want to talk to you. I couldn't get you out of my head when I saw you from the balcony."
You began to heavily blush.
"Please. Also.. I want to know who you are behind your mask...", he said, reaching for your face."
You quickly moved away. "T-that's not a good idea. You won't like the real me."
That I'm a Level 5 in the kingdom hierarchy. I'm practically a slave.
"Please", Adrien asked again, his eyes pleading.
The ballroom clock sounded grandly throughout the room.
It's heavy toll sounded like death in your ears.
"I... ", you whimpered. "I have to go", you said, panicked.
You glanced at the clock.
Midnight.
You spun away from the Prince, and ran for the ballroom stairs. You felt his hand try to grab you, but brushed it away.
You sprinted up the stairs, dodging guests, and bolted out the large doors down the steps to the carriages.
"Wait! Miss!! .. Y/n!", Prince Adrien called after you, running as well.
As you almost reached the garden, you suddenly felt your heel slip, and your left shoe came off, and clattered down the stairs with you. I don't have time to grab it, you thought quickly. I'm sorry Alya, I lost your master's shoe.
You ditched your shoe, and kept running.
"Y/n!! No! DO NOT MOVE THE CARRIAGES!", the Prince yelled panicked behind you.
As you reached the closed carriage door, you grunted in frustration, and ran to the exit of the garden, onto the road.
The sounds of the Prince faded behind you, and you continued to jog down the dirty road with one shoe, a torn dress, and messy hair to your home near the outskirts of the kingdom.
~•~
After an hour, you finally reached your gates.
Why did I run?, you asked yourself. The Prince was surely interested in me. If he was... Which I doubt.. I could've become a Princess, and leave this life behind.
You laughed outloud in the cold, empty night.
Impossible. There's no way...
You thought about the way he looked at you.. And his loving, bright eyes...
You sat on your doorstep.
A princess...
Adrien's POV
He stopped at the outdoor stairs, panting from running through the palace.
"Sir! Prince! You've brought up quite the commotion inside the palace. Who was that girl?", a royal guard asked, catching up to the Prince.
Adrien smiled. "Just a girl". My girl.
He began walked to the base of the stairs, and picked up a lone, satin shoe. He grasped it with a firm hand, and stared off into the clear night down the road.
I will find you.. Y/n.
Part 2... Coming soon.