Chapter # 11 The Balcony Meeting.

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Chat Noir turned back in direction of his house, till he caught a flash of familiar blond hair, on a very familiar balcony.

Emma Agreste was standing on her balcony again that night.

she seemed to calm and peaceful with her eyes closed.

at her first sight, you will mistake her as a statue, only visible moment was her slow breathing.

he wanted to go back but his feet were frozen at the spot.

he was shocked by the sight of her, hair ruffled, wearing just a pink sleeveless shirt and white shorts which reached her mid-thigh.

her skin was exposed more than usual.

the lights of stars gave her hair a look of pure rich gold and her creamy skin glow.

the thought of who she was, plucked him out of his trance, and looked down to his feet shaking his head.

when Emma felt a gaze burning her entire body, she opened her eyes and gazed at her surrounding, but she did not found anyone.

she heard an almost audible thud behind her and turned around swiftly as she could and met with very familiar catlike green eyes.

they startled her very much.

she took a few steps away from the figure in utter surprise and was about to fell off her very beloved balcony till a black clawed hand reached for her wrist and pulled her into him.

wrapping his arms around her small figure like if he let go, she will fall for her death.

when the shock wore off she pushed catlike superhero away.

"what the heck were you thinking on sneaking on me like that?" she whisper-yelled at him.

"I just happen to save your life, blondie."

"what I remember you were the one surprised me to death!" she pointed her index finger accusingly at him.

"I was just checking up on you, knowing a trouble magnet you are," he smirked at her.

"for the last time, I am not a trouble magnet." she scoffed.

"of course not!" he exclaimed.

"so, don't call me that."

"I was just passing by and I saw you here and I thought that...." he trailed off.

"thought, what?" she said crooking her brow at her.

"I should pay a visit to my very damsel in distress."

"I am not a damsel in distress."

"so, you agreeing on being mine," he smirked suggestively at her.

a very red tint appeared on her cheeks and she looked away.

"I did not agree with that, you prat!" she tried to sound neutral but failed miserably.

"I was just joking around really." he laughed at the uneasiness of the girl in front of him.

"and look at the time." he said looking at the invisible watch at his wrist."I should probably go now." Emma did not say anything just nodded.

"Alright see you soon blondie." and with a swoosh, he was gone.

she walked inside her room and laid herself on her bed, trying to fall asleep.

she was mad at herself for giving such a reaction to his very cheesy comments.

Flint entered his room through the window and de-transformed smiling to himself.

he was just flirting with her like he did with many girls but why her reaction increased his heartbeat and he was sure that his cheeks were showing bright pink color.

he was thankful to his black mask which saved his reputation.

Author's Note:

I know Its A lot cheesy.

but I am sure you can digest it.

this plot just popped into my mind and I wrote it down.

Please vote/comment.

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