Kitty Cat (Chat Noir X Reader)

Chapter FORTY-NINE

I laid on my bed, groaning.. I am finally done cooking. I looked to my bedside table and saw the blue rose still as beautiful as ever.. it's not easy finding them, since they're genetically modified to have blue pigment rather than the usual red.. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of it.. everytime my eyes trail around it, I am constantly reminded of emerald green eyes that looked at me last night.. I rolled over my stomach grabbing the nearest pillow to my right, I buried my face into it grinning from ear to ear.. a bling resounded from my phone and I grabbed it, eyes widening at the sight of my friends at the front door.. I jumped up and hurriedly removed my hair from the tight french braid and tied it up in a loose bun.

"Nappy? C-can you stay in.. the- erm.. Dollhouse for tonight? My friends are coming over.. and I-uhh.." she looked at me with big doe eyes pleading me not to make her stay in the dollhouse. I sighed.. "Guess all the Marshmallows in it'll go to waste huh?" Needless to say, she bolted right into the dollhouse, small munching sounds was heard..

"I expect a refill soon enough, Okay Pavonie?" She giggled as I blushed. She had started calling me that after seeing the blue rose and after I told her about Chat's little nickname for me.. I exited the room with a huff. I opened the front door and was greeted by an uproar of cheers. In their hands were large bags and rolled up cushions..

"Heyya gurl! You ready for this?" Alya raised a plastic bag with lots of DVDs stacked not so neatly..

"Of course!" I grinned, stepping aside welcoming them into mom's not so humble abode. I started giving them a hug as they walked in. Quickly noticing the absence of a certain blond, green eye boy I was looking forward on seeing..

"Oh-uh.. about Adrien, his old man held him up for a.. Confirmation meeting or something.." I shrugged giving them all a smile. I started walking up the stairs with them trailing behind me.

"It's no problem.. none at all besides, It's better late than never.." I grinned. They nodded at me and returned a smile.

The boys gapped as I opened my room, I don't see why though. It seemed pretty normal to me. Playstations we're pushed by the walls, stretching bars on the left side of the room with an assortment of mom's different designs of ballet shoes along with ballet costumes I had played. Giselle, swan lake, Nutcracker, I even played the black swan once. There were also Trophies placed neatly on the shelves in the second floor along with plenty of Gold medals to accompany them. In between the shelves were also shelves but was filled to the brim with books and Cassette tapes, not only that but a couch and a tea set lay on the center. In the middle of the room was my queen sized bed that had blue covers and white pillows, on it's right was a large bedside table where I kept mom's old sketchbook, her scrapbooks and some of mine. On it's left was a Violin, I was forced to play when I was a kid but I grew to like it. On top of the bed was a small shelf where I kept my binders and other stuff for school. On the right side of the room were three doors, one leading to the bathroom, other to my gigantic walk-in closet and the one in the middle was the one that led to an overly exaggerated veranda which had the most beautiful view of the Eiffel tower along with the magestic flowers Miranda grew to make it less dull and empty. Lastly, a 120 inch curved smart television that sat in front of the large blue couches in the room, and with the addition of white throw pillows.. ahh they bring back so many memories.