Chat Noir/Adrien Agreste One-Shots. ~{REWRITING}~

Am I Okay Anymore? (Yandere! Chat Blanc X Insane! Reader)

        It wouldn't be the same. No. Never again. Not today, not tomorrow. Chat Blanc killed someone and he knew it. Did others? No, but he did and that changed him. His mind raced with terrible curses he wanted to yell at the person who was slowly losing air to breathe. Chat Blanc looked the man in the eyes and smiled as he watched them turn dull since life was slowly exiting him.

An evil cackle escaped Chat Blanc's lips as he kicked the lifeless body toward the hole that he had already dug out. Hatred burned in his eyes as the thought of this man saying you didn't look pretty.

"Don't talk to my girl ever again!" Chat Blanc hissed and quickly jumped into a tree, walking branch to branch so he could get into his treehouse that was so deep into the woods, he was the only one who knew where it was beside you.

He climbed inside and smiled when he saw you curled up sleeping. You were still twitching, but that's how you became after they experimented on you. Everything went wrong, so you ended up going insane and Chat Blanc was the only one who excepted you after everyone had thrown you away like a piece of random garbage.

"Chat Blanc? Is that you?" You asked, twitching uncontrollably. Your voice was quiet as to not alert someone, but in reality, no could here you for at least ten miles.

"Yeah. Some guy thought he could dis your looks, so I showed him how I "Chat" since I was mad." Chat Blanc said as if it were an everyday thing.

You nodded in your little corner, sighing. Your face showed what amounts of stress could do to people as you looked Chat in the eyes. You let out a small yawn before sitting up and stretching. You ran a hand through your hair as you walked over to Chat and sat next to him. He had already washed the small amount of blood of his sharp-clawed hands.

"Chat, quit leaving in the middle of the night. I keep thinking you're going to get caught." You twitched and sighed. "Sally said she's gonna get mad if you do it again." Sally was your imaginary friend in your head that made you go haywire sometimes. It was like she controlled you, bending you to her every will.

"Sorry, love." Chat Blanc mumbled, sighing as he shook his head. "But you need to get that voice out of your head. I swear she is bi-"

You sent Chat a stern look, shutting him up immediately. He sighed and glared back, hating the stupid voice that seemed to choose what you did. He would often snap at you because of it.

"I'm sorry, but she is perfectly fine, so how about you stop calling her out for being stupid when you are ten times more idiotic than Sally is. You do stupid things all day long and just brush then off like it doesn't matter, when clearly, it does!" You snapped, placing you hands on your hips as you stared at him, clearly irritated.

"Oh, so I'm the stupid one? Yeah right. The only reason why you were experimented on was because you walked in, being completely stupid and not thinking straight because you never do! Now look where you got us? I just killed a f-ing person again. And who did I do it for?! You!" Chat yelled, taking a threatening step towards you.

"So what?! You decided it was your choice to come get me! I would have been fine living on my own without your stupid idea bombarding me every ten seconds! And guess what? I've killed a person for myself as well. Oh! Spooky! What am I supposed to be, scared of you? Dream on, cat boy." You hissed, venom lacing your words.

"Shut up! Just because you've killed someone doesn't mean you done it like me, and you know greater than anyone else you be in a deep hole right now. You'd be living on the streets, running away from the cops as they try and put you in a mental hospital. Maybe you should go back! You belong there!"

You stumbled back, shocked by Chat Blanc's words. A tear ran down your cheek as you raised your hand and slapped Chat. "Fine then! I'll just leave if I'm such a burden to your life!" You screamed, slapping Chat once more before storming out and walking off. Tears streamed down your face. You never thought Chat would ever say something like that to you of all people in Paris.

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