Cat noir/adrian's Pov:
Dam it how could I be so stupid, stupid Adrian, stupid, stupid. I was shot several times by those dumbass assassins. They are in police custody now but I am bleeding out and have nowhere to go. Actually not true I do have a place to go but I really don't went to get him involved in my crazy messed up life. I get to his balcony and with my bloody covered hand knock on the door/ window thingy, {I don't know what you would call it, It's not like I have a balcony overlooking the empire state building, noo}
Stiles Pov:
I go over to my balcony to see and unconious cat noir. God can my day get anymore weirder. I mean 1st Harris 2.0 moves me next to the guy I believe is hot. There I said it Adrian is hot but now seeing cat noir in that skin tight leather... NO, STILES BAD. Before helping the bleeding super hero on my bed... GOOD STILES. I cleans his wounds and sew him back up before Isaac walks into my room.
"Stiles Peter wants to know why he smells bloo... HOLY SHIT that cat noir."
"Not now Isaac just take his pain and watch him while I go get some water and pain killers for when he wakes up.
"I forgot to tell you but we're hanging out with Mari and Nat tonight."
"I think I will pass on this hang out Isaac but you can go." I told him has he stopped taking cat noir's pain
"Are you sure?"
I looked over to cat noir before answering, "Yeah I am sure,"
Isaac left the room and went to the kitchen.
Isaac POV:
I walked into the kitchen and yet again, the universe somehow hates me so much that I had ruined Peter and Chris third attempted of kissing.
"God dam it, Lahey, your dead, YOU COCKBLOCKER!" Yelled Peter wolfing out on me chancing me around the apartment
"Chris, say me."
"You got yourself into his one pal good luck not dieing." Said Chris leaving the kitchen
"EVERY FUCKING TIME, what is it Isaac do you have some implanted in your head that tells you every time Chris and I are about to kiss for you to walk into a room."
"Not that I knew of." I answered him
"What's that thing stiles said?... If one, an incident, two's a coincidence, and three's a pattern, What's four Isaac?" asked Peter
"An implant in my head?" I asked confused
"You are more clueless then Stiles."
"How about I make you a deal, I leave for the night and you kiss Chris." I proposed
"You got a deal you little shit." Said peter shaking my head and turning back into his human form as I went back to my room to get ready for my group date with Nat and Mari.
God I hate Mariette, she is too busy and never listens to Nat. God why do I always fall for the straight guys? I said as I sighed in frustration got ready and before I left yelled out to stiles, "Don't get laid."
"Really man what are you five?" I heard stiles say shaking his head causing me to laugh and now off I am to go on a date with a lovely tomato and an ugly as Fuck, Banshee {Mariette}.
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FanfictionHi guys, this book has nothing to do with '1942 all over again' or 'When the past comes back'. I was watch a show called Miraculous Ladybug and Cat noir and I thought what would happen if you got this kiddy anime and put someone from a more violent...
