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Stay With Me

Stay With Me

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Miraculous Ladybug
"Chat Noir, when we first met, I tried to give my miraculous away to someone else, because I didn't think I could do it. I though that the guardian, picked wrong." "And especially after I screwed up so bad, the first time. I just didn't think I could help, I wasn't good enough to be a hero." "Bugaboo, I refuse to believe that you though that, or that you were going to give your miraculous away." "Well, I did. But then you saved me." Silence. "You didn't see me, but you pushed me out of the way and risked your life for mine, even out of the mask. And that's when I knew I could do it." "Cause I had you." And without him, I wouldn't be me, I wouldn't be ladybug, he reassured me that everything would be alright, that we would save the day, despite the failure that I caused. As long as we both had each other, nothing could break us. As long as I had him, nothing could break me, not even Adrien. Because I had Chat. And because I had him, I knew, that I would be okay.
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