"Barely squeaking by." Chat Noir x Male Reader

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'BANG'

'CLINK'

'Clink'

I forcefully shoved my body up from my bed as quickly as I heard the sound. My first instinct was to check my door. Closed. I hung my feet off the side of the bed. After silently scanning the room I plopped onto the tile floor. Either way I was awake and alert.

I hissed as I stood on the cold tile, slowly getting used to it as I kept walking. Now i just noticed the gentle pitter pattering of the rain, it was peaceful. I rubbed my arms trying to gain some kind of warmth, feeling my bandaids and skin. So... I'm guessing we couldn't afford heating.

Now I was face to face with a black curtain. I slowly pulled it to the side, peeking out of it. Once I was sure that there was no sun waiting to blind me, I looked out all the way.

It was gloomy and wet, and not many people were out. But it was still somewhat bustling as cars traveled up and down the road. My eyes shifted to the left and saw a black clad figure on my patio. I squinted at them, I honestly thought I was hallucinating, since I tend to do that sometimes.

"The hell..?" The words slipped out of my mouth. I saw the person's ears twitch on top of their head.

'Wait, those look an awful like a cats— Oh shit! They turned around!'

Bright green eyes met with mine for a millisecond until I backed away and fell back into my bed.

'CLANK'

I stood there, stunned. 'What was that?!'

I had to get a second look so I hurried and jumped off of my bed, quickly pulling my curtain back. But the person was gone. I would go outside and check but I have no clothes on.

'I'm probably seeing things.'

I dismissed it and turned my attention to a small 'vrrrrr' that echoed across the floor.

.....and I realized that I threw my phone on the ground along with my sweater last night.

"Great job [y/n]..."

My eyes searched the floor and found the black clump that I was scavenging for. I bent over and wrestled with the fabric 'till my phone was freed. I looked at the cracked screen and turned it on to see the time.

9:08am
Sunday, November 30th

(A/n:Totally didn't argue with myself what month it should be :) nope)

Messages: Mom
At a interview. Will be back later. 8:56am

I swiped away the message and plugged my phone in to charge. Then I decided to just get ready and go out since I was already wide awake. I picked out some street-style pants and a random hoodie I found. I put the outfit out on my bed as I set up for a shower.