For him to be Happy (Chat Noir x Reader)

For him to be Happy

A girl sat in the park, her (e/c) eyes closed as she tilted her head up. Her (h/c) fluttered in the cold night air.

She's waiting for someone. Someone she cares deeply about. Every night they meet here.

It started simply with him saving her life.

~Flash Back~

A black panther stalked closer to a girl with (h/l) (h/c). The girl went to back up but found herself unable to move. The panther bared its teeth and pounced.

Her body was frozen in fear.

She closed her eyes and looked away, hoping it would leave her alone.

She felt arms wrap around her and pull her away swiftly.

She opened her eyes to see green eyes staring back at her. She blinked, could it be.

"Are you okay, Princess?" The black cat hero asked her his green cat-like eyes scanned her for any signs of injury.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," she felt her heart race as the male smiled.

He grinned and stood up, "Stay here I'll be back."

The (e/c) eyed female finally realized that he brought her to the roof of a building, she crawled to the edge to watch the stunning hero deal with the akumatized person.

Soon enough Ladybug said goodbye to the butterfly, Chat Noir quickly came back to the roof, "Come on I'll bring you back down."

The teenage girl nodded her face red from blushing. Chat Noir picked her up bridal style and brought her down to the ground.

She opened her mouth to say something, but he noticed that he didn't have a lot of time left before he went back to being, well Adrian.

Before he could leave, the female grabbed his arm, "Meet me at the park tonight please."

He smirked and bowed, "See you soon, My Lady."

~Flash Back~

She sat cross-legged waiting for him, thinking of when she first officially meet him 4 months ago. He did meet her, in fact, he met her every night at the park.

She listened to the crickets song and the creak of the old swings, waiting to hear the familiar footsteps of a male she cares for.

No- she doesn't just care for him she loves him.

She loves everything about him.

His stupidly funny cat puns, his flirtatious side, his cocky personality, etc.

Soon enough she heard the footsteps she's been dying to hear.

Without turning around the teen opened her eyes and spoke, "You never seem to be late."

"What's that supposed to mean?" She giggled at his response.

"Nothing," She turned her head to smile at him.

But he didn't smile back like normal instead he sat down, "I need help."