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

2nd contest winner/"Bring it!" -(Adrien/Chat NoirxReader)

A/n: Congrats to @_Spirit_Wolf_ as our last winner of the 50k contest! .. Sorry it took so long, considering we're already at 60k. Thank you so much everyone for the wonderful ideas! Here it is... A breakdance AU!
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Adrien's POV
Adrien adjusted his new jacket as he stepped off the midnight bus into the cold, Paris air. He checked his watch. 1:20 am.
He checked the streets for any signs of pedestrians. None could be seen or heard. Street lights were still on, and very few cars and buses patrolled. He exhaled, and ran to the Subway 12 entrance.
Adrien reached into his pocket, crumpling the small piece of paper that laid there. This should be it. He opened the Subway gates and stepped into the underground darkness.
I can't see a thing.., he thought as he walked slowly through the underground walkway. Different dripping noises could be heard down the tunnel, as well as small squeaking and paws scuffling.
This place has been abandoned for years. Is there really a meet down here...?
He turned a corner to be blinded by a flickering neon sign that looked almost burnt out.
"This way", Adrien read outloud. He smiled to himself as loud music suddenly filled his ears. Looking around, he found an "employee only" door open down the walkway. Cautiously, he crept toward it, his boots squeaking on the damp floor.
With a deep breath, he opened the old, heavy door.
Color suddenly filled Adrien's vision. The room had been turned into a breakdancing meet. There were dancers everywhere, but mostly up against walls, scoping out their competition. Two dancers were currently battling out on the main floor as everyone watched anxiously.
"Hey! New kid!", someone yelled. Adrien turned to see a brightly-dressed boy working the DJ booth. The breakdancer stepped down from his platform.
"Name's The Bubbler. I'm the DJ here, as well as the host", he said, offering his hand. Adrien shook it. "Since you're new, I suggest standing back and waiting for anyone you think you can take on to approach the floor. Wouldn't want you getting to beat up here."
Adrien nodded slowly, looking at the dancers. They all had spray painted masks like his, and quite elaborate get-up.
The Bubbler slung his arm on Adrien's shoulder. "..and you are...?". Adrien smiled.
"Chat Noir. Can you tell me about any of these people?" The Bubbler laughed.
"Everyone's pretty advanced, but I'm sure you can find someone to take down. I'll tell you the important people, the one's you don't wanna mess with." He pointed to a boy with bright red hair and a striped shirt. He was carrying spray paint bottles, helping dancers with their masks.
"That's the Illustrator. He's advanced, almost pro, and adds in his own dancing effect with spray paint. Blinds enemies and puts on a real show."
The Bubbler laughed and pointed at a girl in purple. "That's my girl, her name's Lady Wifi. I suggest staying near her. She's pretty much advanced by now, and she'll be good with tips. I'll tell her to look out for you; she's nice to everyone."
The Bubbler gestured to a group standing in a corner near a drink stand. "Those are all the dancers who don't participate much, mainly because they don't want to lose. They're all run by Volpina. She's the girl in orange. I must say, she may act pro, but she's not even advanced. I'd say more intermediate. Y/n usually takes her down in about a minute."
Adrien blinked in surprise. A minute?! "Who's y/n?"
The Bubbler unslung his shoulder from Adrien, stepping back up to his platform.
"Y/n; she's one of the only pros here who doesn't show up every night, which makes her a legend. Takes any challenge, never asks for any, and never loses. Never." The Bubbler put his headphones on. "Good luck, Chat. Don't lose."
The bell on Adrien's jacket jingled as he avoided the main floor, where the Illustrator and Lady Wifi were going head to head. This place is intense.
"Hey, pretty boy", a teasing voice called from a corner. Volpina stepped out of the shadows and wrapped her arms around one of his.
"Care to challenge me? I'm sure it'll be funn"~, she asked sweetly.
"Oh hell no, you don't", another voice called. Lady Wifi stepped off the dance floor, accompanied by The Illustrator.
"Don't start picking on the new kids, Volpina", Lady Wifi scolded. She turned to the Illustrator. "Nice match. I'll beat you one day, you know". The Illustrator laughed, and walked off to find water.
"My man, The Bubbler, told me to watch out for Chat Noir here, and that's what I plan to do. Got it?"
Volpina sneered, but let go of Adrien. "Fine. I don't need him to challenge me. I can take on anyone! Even y/n!"
The crowd hushed. Everyone stopped talking.
The room door opened with a loud creak, and everyone's eyes turned to the person standing there.
"Well well well, if it isn't y/n herself", Lady Wifi laughed, putting her hands on her hips.
In stepped a girl who looked roughly Adrien's age, e/c eyes blazing. She wore a ct/c crop top, with matching spandex and boots. Her h/c hair was up in a ponytail, and her m/c mask was freshly repainted.
"You called?", y/n smirked. Adrien's heart skipped a beat as y/n walked closer.
"New kid, huh? What's your name?"
"I-it's Chat Noir", he said, trying to sound confident. Y/n brought a finger up to jingle his bell and Adrien began to blush madly.
"Let's see what you've got", y/n challenged, making her way to the floor, beckoning him to follow.
"AAAAND Y/N MAKES A CHALLENGE, THE FIRST WE'VE EVER SEEN! IS CHAT DOOMED?", The Bubbler announced.
Suddenly, a spark let off inside Adrien. He walked to the other side of the floor. Y/n smirked, adjusting one of her wrist gloves with her teeth. His nervous smile turned into a grin, his green eyes now ablaze, matching y/n's.
"Let's do this."
Part 2 coming soon..