Miraculous Ladybug One-shot(s)

A Bit Territorial (Chat Noir x Reader)

To say that you valued your territory was a huge understatement.

You had several signs on your door back in your old house warning that anyone who trespassed into your room would soon be in the hospital or in jail. Those who needed to enter scheduled their appointments. Your bedroom was your sanctuary, your palace, your fortress.

When you moved to Paris after your parents divorced, it was no different, and your mom respected that. The divorce wasn't necessarily hard on you - you and your dad hated each other anyways - but your room stayed your territory. However, in Paris, with you having a bit more money with your mom's new job... you got to add a few toys to your collection.

First? An alarm just for your room, accompanied by a little siren hanging from your ceiling that blared whenever somebody entered. To disable it, you needed to enter the code into the numerical keypad. It was your pride and joy, especially since you got to install it.

Your third day of school was when you snapped, right after class as your classmates were filing out of the room. Chloe had decided to play a little prank on you, by invading your desk and checking out the contents. You were furious, especially since most of your desk contents were Chat Noir merch that you had invested in.

To say that you liked cats was also an understatement. You were obsessed with them. On your wall, everything to do with cats was hanging in poster form, including Chat Noir. You had snapped picture of him in action and put them in your desk to look at whenever you were feeling down, and now that was all out in the open, thanks to Chloe.

"Put it down, Chloe." You warned, taking a step forward.

She didn't react, shrugging her shoulders and smirking. "I bet you have a crush on Chat Noir," she sang loudly, smirking at Sabrina.

"Yeah, (Y/N)." Sabrina followed her lead. "He wouldn't notice you if you were the last girl in Paris!"

"Being best friends with Ladybug," Chloe bragged, "I can assure you that she'd be delighted to know about this dedicated fangirl of her partner! Oh, and let's not forget... the whole school must know about this!" She began snapping pictures with her phone.

Acting in one swift motion as the remainders of the class watched, you grabbed her phone and slammed it on the floor with such force that it shattered. You grabbed your stuff and waltzed home, completely satisfied. Hawkmoth didn't get a chance to akumatize you; you had already gotten your revenge. You didn't bide your time, you acted. It was a personality trait that you took pride in.

You barreled down the door of your home, giving your mother a quick kiss on her cheek before taking the stairs two at a time to enter your room. You'd had a great day at school, as far as you were concerned. Chloe could rat all she wanted to her dad, you had gotten your revenge on her for embarrassing you in front of the remaining class - Marinette Dupain-Cheng, whose head was buried in her arms as Adrien tried for the life of him to figure out what was wrong with her - gods, those two were so blind - and Alya, who was talking for her red-faced best friend. You remembered how the model had given you a thumbs up as you dramatically exited with Chloe wailing behind you; you had given him a wink as you passed.

You twirled into your room, throwing your bag onto your bed before turning around and disarming your alarm, your pride and joy. Today was wonderful.

"Ah, that's what the code was. I was wondering."

You flailed about as you turned too quickly, the sunlight from the window barely outlining the male figure that sat on your bed, his head tilted as he gazed at you, quite calm even though he had intruded on your palace. Who did he think he was?