Chat Noir X Reader: The Muse

Chapter 5: The Helping Hand

It had been some weeks since your last encounter with the cat boy. At first glance art courses may seem easy and full of happiness, but that was far from the truth. There was always something to do, something to finish, something to change. Since deadlines were coming up, you didn't have much time to worry about the absence of your muse.

You imagined he was busy himself, as you saw him and Ladybug on the news fighting villains every now and then. And if besides that he went to college and had to deliver projects like you, his life was probably chaotic right now. But even without his presence, he was still on your thoughts, and sometimes you caught yourself sketching him when you weren't paying attention. He was your muse after all, your source of inspiration, so you didn't think much about it.

After Chat's reaction to your university's name, you began to pay attention to any blonde guys that appeared there. The problem was that there were many of them, so it was basically impossible to find out who he was. And maybe he doesn't even go here, you told yourself one day while you walked to one of your morning classes, eyes scanning the campus. It wasn't really a problem, since discovering the cat boy's identity wasn't really important to you and you wanted to respect his privacy, but still, you couldn't help being curious. What if you had already seen him around?

Your eyes then stopped at a blonde figure walking a few meters ahead of you. It was that guy Marinette used to have a crush on. You didn't really remember his name. Was it Adrian? Adriano? You had no idea. But you did discover that he was a model – Alya had told you, but it was quite obvious if you looked at his face and posture – and also you had seen him a few times at the library, absorbed in his studies.

You narrowed your eyes at his blonde hair, but then shook your head, a quiet chuckle leaving your mouth. It couldn't be. His and Chat's personalities were too different. Like, by a mile. But, maybe... You looked back at the Adriano guy and saw some girls around him, obviously trying to flirt with him, but he just waved politely at them and walked faster to the main building. A smile graced your lips. Yeah, definitely not.

After that day, you began to see him more often, especially at the library. Maybe you were just paying more attention to him, but either way, it didn't bother you at all as the guy was a sight for sore eyes. And since his hair inevitably reminded you of your muse, you amused yourself comparing the differences between the two, the model boy being much quieter and less embarrassing. The only downside to that was that it made you miss the flirty cat.

While studying at the library, you sometimes caught him looking at you before he swiftly turned back to his sketchbook. You let him be. He was probably doing figure drawings to relax from his studies, and it was normal for art students to sketch random people they saw. But if he kept doing that, you'd have to ask to see the drawings one day. It was making you curious.

Then, one afternoon, you were finishing a painting in one of the university's classrooms. The others students had left when the class ended, but before leaving themselves the teacher had said you could stay and continue if you wanted. As you were almost finished and the deadline was in five days, you decided to paint a bit more.

Concentrating on a difficult shade of blue, you heard a noise and looked up from the painting. Expecting to see a bird, you almost didn't believe your eyes when you saw Ladybug standing on ones of the large open windows. The Ladybug.

"I need you to come with me." She said, a little breathless. "Now."

You looked to your sides. Maybe the smell of the paint was making you see things? You looked back at her and pointed to yourself. "Me?"

She nodded and urged you to come with her hands, a concerned look on her face. "It's about Chat Noir."

You went with her. Not wanting to waste time, she decided to tell you what happened along the way.