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

Conventions- (Chat NoirxReader)

A/n: Kinda back from the dead. Kinda.
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Your POV
You twirled your badge in your hand as you made your way into the courtyard of the convention center. You were no "starter" or "newbie" to cosplaying; in fact, you were quite well-known for your cosplays here. Several people waved to you as you strutted the grounds, which you then returned their friendly gestures with a smile. Sighing, you quickly checked your cosplay. Good... Nothing broken, loose, or damaged. I've almost made it through the first day.
"You're y/n, right? Could I get a picture?", a young teenage girl squealed. You chuckled a yes, and posed with her while her friend took a couple shots. They continued to compliment you as more people took notice of your presence.
Eventually, you had to escape. What did I expect? This is Paris' biggest cosplay convention. Of course tons of people would recognize me.
"Excuse me everyone, but m'lady seems distressed", a clear voice called out from behind the crowd. A Chat Noir cosplayer waltzed his way through the people, wrapping an arm around your waist. A couple people began to flash some photos. "She's mine, and I suggest you give her some space... We'll be leaving now", he said politely, walking away with you hand in hand, ignoring the shouts of protest from your fans.
Safely around a corner, you whipped your hand away from his. "T-thank you, but the act wasn't necessary. But I have to say, you make a good Chat."
The boy chuckled, running a gloved hand through his golden hair. "Why thank you, but it's not an act... You caught my eye, and I figured I should save a beautiful girl like you."
You felt yourself begin to blush, but your eyes drifted for another escape. "I.. Should probably get back inside. I have a panel I want to check out in a couple minutes."
"Great! I'll come with you", he said, sliding an arm around you. You smirked at how flirtatious he was.
"What's your name?", you asked. He laughed.
"Just call me Chat. Chat Noir, of course", he said softly, winking.
He's good..., you thought. I'll let him stick around.
3 days of convention fun later...
"That photographer was a perv, I had to put him in his place!", Chat argued. You sighed, obviously not up for a fight with your new companion.
"Fine Chat, but you can't go around hitting everyone with your staff as you please that you don't like. We'll get kicked out!"
Chat smirked, and jumped onto a ledge, just outside the convention. You followed.
"Are you getting picked up?", he asked, staring down at you. You shrugged your shoulders.
"I don't know when my mom is gonna be here. It could be after dark."
Chat sighed, jumping down to you. "Then I'll take you home. Where do you live?"
You glanced up at him in surprise. "You're a stranger! Why would I tell you where I live?"
"You can't hide the fact that my face is on a button on your backpack."
"First of all, Miraculous Ladybug is a great TV show that I happen to love. Kinda obsessed. So what?"
"Then you know me."
You blinked in confusion. "How would I know you?" You laughed sarcastically. "Unless you're 'Chat Noir' himself, I suggest you should be on your way."
Chat looked down, shuffling his feet. You froze.
"Holy shit. Are.. You Chat? The real, actual Chat? The TV show isn't a lie?"
Chat ran a hand through his hair. "I always come to this convention every year.. Just to have some fun with Chat cosplayers. You're the first person who I've actually hung around with.. It was fun."
You covered your mouth with your hands. "Y-you're Chat Noir."
Chat laughed. "Yea. I know."
You began to cackle. "I've literally been obsessed with you for months! I watch the show every day, I have so much ML merchandise... Heck, I even cosplayed as you once! I've literally had a fictional-character crush on you for.. Like... 6 months. I can't believe I just spent 3 days with the real Chat Noir!", you rambled.
Chat approached you, placing your face in his hands. "You better believe it", he whispered before kissing you softly. You let Chat take over, and leaned into his kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. You heard the sound of snapping cameras, but you both didn't care. I can't believe this is THE Chat-
Chat released you, pulling you tightly towards him. "Well, m'lady, I'll be taking you home now", he said, making sure you were holding onto him firmly. His staff extended, wowing the crowd that had formed outside the convention. Within seconds, you were both gone.
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"You are seriously reckless with your staff", you criticized as you landed on your balcony. Chat grinned, sitting on the railing.
"Oh please Princess, you probably write fan fiction about it", he retorted.
You turned to him, slightly offended, but found nothing to say. Mainly, because it was true.
"Whatever.. I'm seriously tired from that convention. You should probably leave before I start asking questions about your entire life and the show", you yawned, opening your slider door.
"Well hey, at least let me kiss my girl goodbye", a teasing voice called.
You turned back to Chat. "What makes you say that I'm yours?" Chat began to blush a deep red.
"Mhm, nice try kitty, but it's gonna take more time than that to win me over."
Chat exhaled, standing up to wrap his arms around you. He showered you with fluttering kisses all down your neck.
Eventually, you shoved him off.
"Oh come on, I'm Chat Noir", he said, seemingly offended, flipping his hair.
"And I'm a freaking weeaboo. I always win." With that, you walked inside, shutting the door.. leaving a speechless Chat.
You flopped down on your beanbag, turning on the TV to your favorite show.
What was it?
Oh please,
You already know.
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A/n: I personally relate to this chapter so much. I can't help but laugh at this.