Chat Noir X Reader: The Muse

Chapter 32: Wounded Eros (Part 2)

A/N: Hey everyone, thanks for the support here on wattpad!! This is a more heated chapter, so be mindful of that before reading hah

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Something wasn't right.

Your breath fogged up the glass of the window-door as you yawned. Last night had taken its toll on you. Weird dreams, that you could remember nothing of, had made your sleep restless. When you woke up, it was with a strange sense of urgency and a nasty headache. Your body was begging you to sleep again, but you couldn't do it, not without knowing if Chat was okay.

You looked outside, to the wet chairs on the balcony. You didn't have any classes today, so your morning and early afternoon had been spent checking the news for anything about the gangs. But they were now focused on the heavy rain and the imminent risk of flooding. Some explained how Ladybug was out helping people, but none of them answered what you really wanted to know. Where in the world was Chat?

The pager he had given you was on the shelf, and you had contemplated pressing the green button many times during the day. But you weren't in danger, and pressing it could make Chat worry without reason, or if he was hidden, it could denounce his position to an enemy. So, you waited.

You checked your phone again, the message you had sent to Marinette a few hours ago glaring at you.

You: Mari, do you have any news from Chat?

She hadn't answered yet.

You felt your throat closing up and looked away from the screen with a tsk. You took your laptop with you as you walked to your bedroom. You had to distract yourself with something.

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A big yawn left your lips, making you close your eyes in the process. You rubbed them and squinted at your laptop screen. It was getting hard to watch the noir movies your teacher told you to, especially with the lights turned off like they were. You weren't even paying attention to what was going on anymore since you kept stopping the movies and checking the news every five minutes.

Part of you hoped to see something about Chat, but the other was afraid of what you would find if that happened.

You checked the news page again and saw a different headline. 'GANG BOSS IS LEFT TIED IN FRONT OF POLICE STATION'. You clicked on the article to read more when you heard it.

A thud had come from your balcony.

It had been faint, due to the sound of the rain, but you had heard it. You got up from your bed and ran to your bedroom window, stumbling over a pair of shoes on your way. Your eyes searched outside until they fell on Chat, slumped against the wall. Your blood ran cold and your mouth went dry.

"Oh my god," you muttered to yourself.

You ran to the living room, feet sliding on the ground and almost making you fall.

Chat raised his head when you unlocked the door.

"Bonsoir, my love," he said with a crooked smile. "How are you tonight?"

You stood there under the rain, eyes widening as they darted over his body. His suit was torn in various places and the puddle of water under him was red with blood.

"Oh my god, what happened?" You grabbed his shoulders, trying to pull him up, but froze when he hissed and moved his gloved hand over his stomach. "I need to get you inside. Can you walk?"

He nodded, pushing a few wet strands of hair away from his face. "Yeah."

You went to help him, but Chat stopped you before you could even touch him again. "Wait, chérie, you're gonna get blood on your clothes."