31 Days

5 - November 30 - Day -1

I was furious. He wanted me to take my dress off? No! Of course, I ignored him. "I'm sorry." His chin brushed against my bare shoulder and I could feel myself blush.

"I don't care." The interested noises at mine and Chat Noir's picture gave a slight mood improve, but I was still shocked at his disgusting behavior.

I was so upset I missed everything the announcer was saying, and tuned in just in time to catch the activity. I could see Chat's weary face with my difficult attitude. "I don't like perverts."

"Ladybug! I'm not a perv, I swear! It was an inappropriate, ill-timed joke. I won't cross that line again." He sighed.

I could feel my brow furrow, a sign tears were about to well up, and I moved away from Chat, standing from my seat and making my way to the doors that lead to the garden. I could feel Chat trail behind me as I rushed to the doors, shutting them as an obstacle. I was safe for half a minute before, tucked behind a wall of pines, I sat on a marble bench and tears filled my eyes. "Ladybug?" Chat's muffled voice reached me and I bit my lip to stop myself from crying.

It didn't help because a rogue tear slipped from my careful eyes. No! I would not, and absolutely could not, cry! I wiped the tear angrily away, swallowing the lump in my throat. But then I could feel the throb in my throat, telling me to cry. I felt so helpless, like even my own body was trying to make me break into tears. I let out an angry cry, bringing my knees up to my face and tearing at my hair. I buried my face into the fabric of my dress, too frustrated to care if I got tear stains on it. I didn't look up when I felt the warmth of a person sit next to me, or when a hand ran through my hair, comforting me in apology. "Ladybug," Chat whispered, hugging my shoulders.

I turned my head in the opposite direction but made no move to stop him or look up. "I'm sorry." I looked up then, at his sincere face.

I let out a whimper before sliding over and resting my frame on his. How pathetic I was. "I didn't mean to make you upset. I didn't even mean to say it, really." Chat began, holding me tightly.

My body began to shake as the tears I'd withheld spilled from my eyes. "Are... are you crying?" Chat asked softly, leaning down to look at my face.

I looked down but didn't move my face. "Oh, Ladybug, I'm sorry." Chat gripped me, hugging me tightly.

"It's not your fault." I tried to whisper out, but my voice came out silent, replaced with a sob.

I repeated my words, and Chat seemed to tense in curiosity. "What do you mean?"

"I didn't want to enter this competition - my friend forced my hand. When I signed up I assumed I was ready for whatever was thrown at me. You threw a simple joke - with good intentions - and I took it the wrong way. I realize now the real world isn't all fluff and love. It..." I paused for a shuddering breath.

"I'm overreacting." I said, finally hugging Chat back.

"No, you're not. It's scary facing a stranger. How do you think I feel?" Chat laughed.

I squeezed him, hoping to convey I was glad he understood. "Wanna do something?" He asked, minutes later.

"Sure. Like what?" I said sleepily, dozing on Chat's shoulder.

"How about talk?"

"Okay." Chat broke the embrace and I nearly fell off the bench in surprise.

Like when we first met, we simply stared at each other's face for a moment. Suddenly, Chat reached over, wiping tears from below my eyes. He smiled and I felt myself flush. I looked away, not wanting to see how I reacted to his touch. "Don't cry. I don't like when you cry." He said.

I let out a bitter laugh. "You just met me. You barely know me." My voice came out, thick with tears yet to be shed.

"Well I hope to. And I don't want to see you cry. Ever."

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Ok sorry it took so long, finals and stuff ya know

and I may have gotten obsessed with binge watching OITNB.....

LOL SOZ

LOVES, DOLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYY