31 Days

22 - December 9 / December 10 - Day 9 / Day 10

Sin. 2000+ words.

Please read the A/N as it is VERY important. Enjoy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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I made out with Ladybug. I thought, for the seven hundredth time that day. And she'd been into it! To be frank, I was skipping on air.

[ I'm here. Are you ] Ladybug texted.

[ Yep. ] I replied, walking up to the building.

Her messages had been short and choppy, seemingly still affected by the previous evening.

Approaching the door, a large burly man stepped in my way. The bouncer. "I.D." He commanded.

"Uh... I.D.?" I asked.

Weren't we just granted access? "Your pass. On your cellular device." The man said, keeping his monotonous voice.

"Oh- just a moment." I said, reaching into my pocket for the device.

A moment later, I was ushered in. And then left alone to the world of clubbing. Sixteen year-old Adrien Agreste would never be caught dead in a club. But ageless Chat Noir was limitless, and nobody knew who was under the mask. Or at least, not yet. I searched the floor, trying to find my partner, Ladybug.

She was no where in sight, masked in her dark clothing. I was jolted from searching with a buzz in my pocket.

[ Your challenge for tonight is clubbing. Find any partner. ] The message was accompanied by a moon face, a smirking face adorning the features.

Clubbing? I was not in the clubbing scene, and I had no clue as to what I was supposed to do. Maybe Ladybug could give me pointers, if only I could find her. Standing on my tiptoes, I finally spotted a familiar face. Shoving through the raving crowd, I found Lady Wifi stumbling away from her previous dance partner.

She tripped over her heels, and I grabbed her hand, saving her from a painful blow to the head. "Wifi!" I yelled over the music.

"Oh hey! You're Chat Noir, right?" Lady Wifi asked, putting a forearm on one of my shoulders for support.

"Yeah! Have you seen Ladybug?" I asked.

"No! Have you seen DJ?" She called.

"Nope!" I yelled back, voice warping with the thumping music.

"Well, good luck then." Lady Wifi waved me off.

"No- Wifi!" I hissed, trying to keep the girl in front of me to ward off the numerous creepy girls eyeing me.

"Okay, I'm back." Lady Wifi said, stumbling backwards into me.

"That didn't take long." I remarked.

"Of course not, cat, there are creepy people here." Lady Wifi explained.

"That was what I was thinking!" I said.

"So what do we do now?" Wifi asked.

I shrugged in response. What did one do at a club? Aside from not-so-G rated dancing? "I mean, you're cute and all, but I've got a commitment to someone else, but I assume we have to "dance"." Wifi said, quoting with her fingers.

"Yeah, no." I shook my head.

I was not dirty dancing with anyone other than My lady. "Oh, c'mon. It's easy. Besides, look at all those thirsty ladies eye-balling you. Do you really wanna have to deal with that?"

"No." I said, succumbing.

Wifi positioned herself in front of me, swaying lightly to the music. "I'm not going to touch you. And if you touch me, Ladybug is gonna know all about it. That means any touching, understand?" Wifi threatened sweetly.