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Miracle laid in Serendipity: Unveiling the Voyage of Miraculous Bearers

The Unknowing Tale between Y/n L/n & Adrien Agreste

Chapter 03: Floral Sequence

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Third — Point of View.

Perspective of Adrien Agreste.

“Plagg, where did you hide my other pair of socks? I can't find it anywhere..” He continued to look around his room, eyeing his Kwami from time to time to see if the little troublemaker did hide it. Although the sly Kwami only lets out a yawn, holding the stinky cheese with both of his tiny hands. “I don't know what you're talking about, kid! I'm trying to enjoy some delicious camembert over here..! Hmph-” Plagg replied, softly rubbing the top of the cheese with heart eyes, while Adrien voiced a slight groan, still looking over any corner to see if it somehow landed there.

Few minutes have passed and he still hasn't found it, a sigh leaving his throat as he takes a seat on his bed. This makes the Kwami peer over his wonderful camembert and look at his owner. He knows that he should probably just tell him where it is right now, but he's getting a bit lazy and besides no one gets to touch his secret stash unless he says so. The little Kwami switches his gaze towards the blonde’s computer, suddenly getting an idea. He smoothly flew over infront of his owner, with cheese still in his hands.

“Stop frowning about it, look! Maybe some Ladybug photos will cheer you up, eh Lover boy?” The Kwami teased, taking a large bite of his camembert. Adrien looks over his monitor from a slight distance, his face flushing red despite not wanting to admit that his Kwami might be right. He sighed, trying to ignore Plagg’s comment as he stood up from his bed, walking over his window. He gently moved the curtain aside, just enough to get a view of outside.

He does wonder what Sekkibug’s doing right now, are you still awake..? Or you're getting some rest, it is pretty dark outside.. Perhaps you're doing some nightly patrols right now..? That he could only wish for, it wouldn't hurt to spend a bit of personal time with his Cuddlebug.. outside of battle. He doesn't know what exactly he wants.. he probably sounds desperate for attention at this point. It's just that.. it's difficult to lure you away from your duties. Don't get him wrong, it's not that he doesn't want you to look over and watch out for any civilians and make sure they're safe.

He just.. thinks that you're prioritizing the citizens of Paris a bit too much.. You look like you don't have time for any of your partners, and he's aware of how he's picturing you a bit selfish even though you did converse with each of them during nightly patrols. But.. it somehow feels too little for him, like it isn't enough. And eventually you get back into fulfilling your duties and right after that, you end up saying goodbye for the night. It feels sort of suffocating trying to get close to you without the limit you set for yourself unknowingly.

You're only one person.. he knows that, but individuals wouldn't mind if you let your pupils wander off of them for a moment… Maybe he is the selfish one, huh..? That's a statement that he couldn't deny, because deep down he knows he is just that. But – nobody needs to know.. that's a quality that he only knows himself. It's not that bad, he could be selfish every once in a while, right..? He doesn't act like that all the time, just at times when he thinks it's a bit unfair.

What you don't know, wouldn't hurt you.

He draws his green emerald eyes across the city, he wants to say that he only went over to look at the view and nothing else. But, there's no point in lying to himself. He went over to his window for one reason, and one reason only. And that is to catch a glimpse of you.. Chat Noir is not one to give up on his lady so easily, for a moment of respite — it has been approximately one month since his heart started beating in a quickened pace. One month of fighting alongside you.. surely there will come a time where the opportunity is there. Soon enough.

His pupils widened once that familiar figure swung by from rooftops to rooftops, is that really..? There it is again.. he feels his heart wanting to beat right out of his chest. His breathing slowly becomes uneven, he needs to calm down for a second — you're not going anywhere, so he just needs to take a breather. Hold on – you definitely will if he doesn't get his things together and catch up to you..! In a slight panic, he looks over his shoulder and towards his Kwami.

“Plagg.. sorry but it's time for a bit of nightly patrols.” The tiny feline almost cracked his small neck with how fast he turned his head around and towards the blonde boy. “Are you serious, I'm still enjoying my—!” He didn't get enough time to finish his protest when his owner rudely interrupt. “Plagg, claws out.” Adrien says calmly, lifting his hand where his ring is as he momentarily closes his eyes, letting the transformation take place swiftly. Leading to the poor Kwami dropping his camembert in the process and getting sucked into the ring.

He won't be long, well.. he hopes he won't lose track of time, he still has to sleep and get up very early in the morning after all. Who is he kidding..? He's sure you’ll remind him anyway, it's unlikely for you to get lost in the moment when you're with him. Like he will be when he is with you. Duty always calls for your name, not much to say in between that. Who knows.. maybe it’ll be different this time, it wouldn't be him if he doesn't try.

Using his staff to traverse further into the living space of Paris, inkling green eyes looking at your nearing figure. A huff of breath leaving his lips when he finally drops down to the rooftop you're standing from, your back facing him. He stays silent for a moment, just observing you. The atmosphere feels calming for some reason, his gaze dripping onto your moving form. The way you walk close to the chimney from your slight right, before crouching down and taking a seat, your head facing the Eiffel Tower from afar.

You lean against the wall of the chimney beside you, softly breathing.. you look at peace, making his heart swell delicately. And for a minute that he couldn't wait for much longer, he walks towards you. Surprisingly, his footsteps didn't catch your attention, so he took the opportunity to drop down beside you. Were you expecting him..? Why haven't you noticed him yet— he turns his head to look at your face, only for him to answer his own question. Your eyelids flutter close.. And despite the mask covering your upper face, he could tell that there's a hint of fatigue around it.

Your hair flows gently against the merciful wind, plush lips that's stirring up the temptations within him. In his eyes, you look so delicate, meant to be protected, even if you can handle yourself fine on your own. He’ll still be there in times like this when you're vulnerable.. when your body forces you to take a moment of rest. He feels like one day, you'll probably grow accustomed to it.. would be harder to catch you again like this, with your guard down.

Taking the liberty, he gently lifted his hand towards your face, moving your cheek away from the concrete wall and shifting your head softly onto his shoulder. Careful not to accidentally wake you up from your occuring rest. He took a minute to look at your peaceful expression, a warm smile curling up on the corners of his lips. This part of you might be another reason to continue lending you his heart. How heartwarming it would be to wake up in the morning and be greeted with a blessing…

Finally having it in himself to look away from your facial features, he turned his head upright — the sight of the Eiffel Tower welcoming him in view. He tilted his head a bit, gently resting his head on top of yours. His aching fingers crawling beneath your hand that's on your lap, furtively intertwining his fingers with your fragile ones. Before deliberately lifting it up to his awaiting lips, planting a soft kiss on the back of it.

He hopes there’ll be plenty of opportunity for the both of you to spend time like this again as time proceeds. He's looking forward to seeing you everyday, every night.. even in dire times when there's an akuma encounter. Whilst it's not very heroic of him to wish there will be an akuma attack, that is what he truly wants in order to see you every hour of the day, and not just on patrols around the city.

Even as he's now having the time of his life with the one who recklessly holds his heart, he cannot deny the fact that he squeezed his way in to create this moment between the two of you. In a short sense, this wouldn't have happened if you are very much aware and conscious at this second. Maybe fate pitied him for a little while and granted him some interlude between him and his lady. He won't take offense to that if that was really the case.. It makes sense in a way.

All that he could do at this point, is savor the given solace. He’ll just have to try and improve his advances towards you next time, perhaps he’ll get lucky and press some of the pins in your heart. It's never over until you say so yourself, right? If it ever comes to that extent, you better give him a clear reason that’ll set it apart.. if you don't have one, he won't be sure if he’ll take it to heart. And if you do have a justified reason, he still won't be sure in the end.

Because this journey that fate set infront both you and him, it's only has begun.. and he's not planning to let such chances slip by his fingertips.. with every breath you take, he will be there to remind you just how you both are meant to be together. No argument laying around it, he’s sure to do his best to make it a reality you cannot turn a blind eye to.

After all.. he has all the time in the world.

He still has plenty of chances…

And he must say..

You're in for quite a promising adventure…

🂱 🂱 🂱 🂱 🂱 🂱 🂱

Second — Point of View.

Perspective of Y/n L/n.

You stir a bit from your position, one of your fingers twitching as you clasp it close.. expecting to feel the soft covers of your bedsheets, although with your eyebrows scrunching slightly — the way your fingers wrapped around it, the feeling of the cozy fabric is nowhere to be found. Attempting to grip the strange sensation in between your fingers to test it once more. However.. you felt your hand tightened as it's being squeezed gently. It slowly results with your eyes fluttering open, vision a bit blurry before it faintly clears up.

The first thing that came to mind was to look down at your hand to identify what's causing such movement.. only to blink rapidly and stare at it once more, feeling baffled at what you're comprehending. Then the sudden realization is what brought you back to earth, eyes gazing at your heroine's suit. Did.. did you really fall asleep in the middle of your patrol..? That can't be.. you know how heavy of a consequence you will receive if it took a wrong turn..!

“Milady..?” Your body stiffened, hearing that familiar voice. You felt another squeeze transferring against your hand, a gesture of reassurance. Jolting a bit from your place, you quickly turned your face towards the masked feline. Eyes making contact with those intense emerald ones. “Chat.. I–” He briskly cut you off, his sharp claw pressing against your lips. “Shh.. relax, Cuddlebug.” He coos, with a hint of chuckle towards your puzzled gaze.

“I didn't know Milady is such a heavy sleeper~” Hearing his sly voice come back to life, your face falls a bit into an unamused expression. A tint of embarrassment painting your cheeks at his statement. You really need to work on and control your sleeping habits, can't really bash yourself into that realm no longer. Or else it’ll cost you difficulties along the way.

You blinked twice, your lips twitching into an awkward smile. “I.. I was only resting my eyes…” You reason, turning your head away a bit as you cleared your throat. The masked feline however.. couldn't control his impending laughter, as it soon leaped up into the cold but calming atmosphere. You feel the embarrassment displayed on your face leveled up, unaware of how a small pout sneaks its way up to your lips. A pair of eyes yet was fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of it, his amiable laugh dying down.

Every little thing you do.. Why is it always hard to maintain his heart from the cause of it..? Even now he feels the blood pumping through his veins nonstop.. his lips drawing into a warm smile, and he couldn't help but give your hand another squeeze. This time.. for his reassurance. He risked it all the moment he triggered your attention back towards the sensation between your fingers.

And as he expected, you gently attempt to pull away, hesitation fills his thoughts but he lets his morals guide him into action. So.. with a twitchy smile, he lets you pull away. “Sorry, Cuddlebug.. my hand was cold.” Lying would be the least he will do when it comes to you, but if it'll light up the spirits, then he’ll have no problem doing so. “Oh.. do you have a cold..?” His hand needing your warmth was sort of strange, doesn't his suit provide some type of heat at least..? Lifting up your other hand, you brush his fluffy blonde hair upwards before placing the back of your hand against his forehead to check for his temperature. His mouth slightly falling agape and he could feel his face heating up, the multiple emotions he's feeling at once being lifted up from his shoulders.

Now he's not sure if you didn't quite catch his words clearly enough, or you fully misunderstood what he said. Either way, his chest feels a bit light at your simple but soothing question, not to mention your gesture makes him feel at ease. “Chat, don't keep me in suspense..” You muttered quietly, but his hearing heard it loud and clear. You soon remove your hand from his forehead, his temperature seems pretty normal but you are still quite uncertain. The evident worry in your eyes tugging at his heartstrings, hinting at something.

Ah.. you must've felt bad, did you?

“Chat..?” You call for him again, pulling him from his thoughts as he performs a small chuckle, he’s biting his own tongue with the way he points out your habit of ending in a trance most of the time. Now look where his mind is currently into.. “Hm.. what if I do have a cold, Milady~?” He coos, quickly hiding any hints of his state of mind. Observing the expression on your face, every detail it presents gives away what you're feeling inside. A trait that he's sure he gained from getting lost looking at you consistently.

After a second of averting your eyes from contacting with his own, you return back. A soft sigh elevating from your plush lips, before you unexpectedly drag your hand back to his. A bit hesitant, but you continue until you're intertwining your fingers with him once again. A ragged breath flows out from his nostrils, the relentless banging inside his ribcage is starting to feel like a real threat. He shouldn't let himself be delirious in a time like this.. repenting your guilt is different from the vision he's losing himself into when you did that.

“I can spare another minute.. before I have to go.” You smiled, facing back towards the view upfront. It feels oddly soothing to spend some time sight-seeing with your feline companion, maybe because there isn't any akumanization to worry about in the time being. Still, staying alert should always have a place in the back of your mind. You could never be too sure after all, you shouldn't jinx it. You close your eyes momentarily in a sense of tranquility, slit pupils grasping the image in his mind.

He feels a gentle clutch against his hand, only difference now, you offered to give his hand a soft squeeze of your own. And with your eyes still locked into the view from afar, his cat ear twitched at the sound of your calm voice.

“I hope you get well soon, Chat..”

☘︎ ☘︎ ☘︎ ☘︎ ☘︎ ☘︎ ☘︎

Taking a look on the screen of your phone, you're indeed seven minutes late from the exact time of the meet-up. You did every possible way to hurry and arrive just in time, but the odds still weren't in your favor. If you hadn't lost yourself to sleep the moment you went back home, maybe you could've made it in time.. but it could've messed you over even more if you somehow did not sleep. It doesn't matter now though, what matters is that you’ll still make it.

You took a moment of rest, placing both of your hands on top of your knees, trying to restore your uneven breathing. You finally did arrive in front of Marinette’s home, or should you say – their family’s bakery. Lifting your sight a bit to grasp the main door, you suddenly see someone from the other side, walking forward to the door. With her small build and gentle laid eyes, you immediately recognize Marinette’s mother. She opened the clear door before you could have a chance to react.

“Aw Y/n, how are you..? Come, Marinette and the others are waiting for you.” Sabine says with a sweet tone, gesturing for you to come inside. You did try to at least respond back, but your throat feels almost dried out of its function. So you quickly responded with a small nod, before fixing your posture and following after her. You were greeted by the nice aroma of the room, earning a flinch from you, hearing your own stomach growls – you awkwardly pressed your forearm against it, silently hoping Marinette’s mom didn't catch wind of it.

It seems like she didn't, which only drew a reliving sigh from your lips. When getting ready earlier, every little thing was last minute.. showering, brushing your teeth, getting dressed and making yourself look decent enough when going out in public. Getting a quick snack was out of the question, the meet-up wasn't scheduled that early into the day either, so you should've had plenty of time for yourself. Although, that loses the thread since your body really just needed some type of contact with sleep the minute you saw your bed.

Feeling the small drench from your soaked hair that's beginning to form onto your shoulders, you shrink a bit when the water makes contact with your skin. You hear the voice of Marinette's mom call out for her daughter, announcing you’ve arrived. She took a look back towards you, softly gesturing for you to go ahead. You simply nodded your head once more, taking the stairs up to Marinette’s room. Gazing up, you see someone opening the trapdoor – realizing that it was Alya. “Girl, you're late to the party, come quick..!” She lightly chuckled, and you proceeded to climb up until you were finally inside the room.

“Hi, Y/n..! Over here!” A familiar high pitched tone called, as she waves her hand up to catch your attention. You sent Rose a smile, before heading towards the group, you sat down next to Alix on the white stairs, clasping both of your hands and placing it down on your lap. “Y/n, what took you so long? We thought you might've ditched us, haha!” Alix says, raising her eyebrow with a teasing smile, tapping your arm lightly. You struggled for a minute to reply, as you cleared your throat and came up with a small lie. “My mom wanted me to clean the house before leaving.. so uh- it took a while.” You reason, wishing she’ll somehow buy it.

She gave you a shrug of her shoulders, as she chuckled. “That must've sucked, but hey you made it!” She responded, as you only nodded your head with a small smile. You look towards Mylene and the other two, she is showing what looks like a lovely necklace. As you turn slightly you gaze at the bluenette girl, she seems to be getting something from her drawer before walking infront of where Juleka, Rose, and Mylene are seated. With Alya following along beside Marinette.

“Okay! Are we ready? I’ll fix my room quite a bit, and then I’ll see what kind of video games we could play!” Marinette chirped happily, pulling up two controllers and walking over to her desk to place in there for now. “Oh trust me, I'm not going easy on every single one of you!” Alix says proudly as she puts both of her hands on either side of her waist. The rest of you chuckle, then Alya perks an eyebrow with a playful smile. “I’m not going easy on you either.” She giggled, welp- hopefully she will go easy on you, it's still unknown what kind of video game you all will play. You only wish it's something you're familiar with, but being introduced into a new game is nice too!

You have played a few video games still on your laptop or phone, but even if you have quite a number of games that you played with since your childhood or new things that you have grown to like recently. There are still plenty of games that you haven't seen or known before, especially some that have prices on them therefore you could only play the game when it's bought. Now, you’re pretty curious as to what game it is that Marinette will choose. She has controller's so maybe something that will need a lot of fast taps or reaction in order to beat the opponent. Maybe it's something much calming, or strategic based games?

You’ll just have to wait and see, oh- might as well offer Marinette some help if she needs. “Marinette, I could help if you’d like? I don't mind..!” You say with a smile, standing up from your place and walking towards Marinette. The bluenette’s eyes widened slightly as she turned around to face you, smiling a bit. “If you want? Thank you, I appreciate it, Y/n..!” Marinette brushes off the small dust on her cheek, as she tells you some of the stuff that is out of place, you nod your head before getting to it. Another voice chimed in, as she too was overhype and excited. “Eek-! I can’t wait! Ooo-! Can I help as well..! I wanna help!” Rose stood up from where she's sitting as she too is very inclined to help Marinette with fixing things up.

“Girl's, why don't we all help? The sooner we get it done, the sooner we'll be able to play what Marinette has in mind.” Alya points out, as the bluenette girl squaked when she heard it, chuckling awkwardly. “Um..! I don't think–” She didn't get to finish her sentence when the rest of the others stood up and agreed to what her best friend said. She lets out a sigh before slowly a smile forming on her lips again. “We got you, girl!” Alya says, as Marinette gives a thump’s up, almost dropping the items on her hands.

“Then what are we waiting for..! Let's get to cleaning!” Rose chirped excitedly, seemingly hyper about the plan. And the black and purple haired girl beside her tug on the blonde short haired girl’s hand, trying to calm her energetic friend. You smile at Juleka’s actions, thinking their friendship is quite adorable. Although, you jolted a bit as you felt someone nudge your shoulder with a pointy object.

Turning your head, you see Alix holding a small notepad and a pencil, as she sent you an amused gaze. “I'm certain you’re gonna need this, Y/n! There’ll be a lot of techniques that you won't wanna miss out on!” She pointed out, as she handed you the notepad and pencil, in the process you felt a tiny bit embarrassed but you shrugged it off. “Thanks, Alix..” You replied, and she drew out a small – ‘psshh’ brushing it off as if telling you it's fine, before she goes over to Marinette to ask which and where needs some rearranging.

And as time goes by and all of you did your part on helping out Marinette with her room. It was time for the game, and you won't lie- it was pretty intense. It really was a strategic game as Alix said earlier, she really was not giving no mercy! You and Rose had trouble beating Alix in one single round, how does she do it? That- you will have to pay attention if you really wanna know, and it isn't easy with the way the game goes on so fast! You have to manage getting used to the controls and what button does what in order to get somewhat of a hit to damage the opponent.

Not to mention, Alya is skilled at the game too! It was a close call between her and Alix when it's their turn to fight against one another. Alya won in the end of it, which made Alix surprised and offered for a rematch to try and turn things around. And might you add, all of you were pretty much glued to their fight the whole time. Rematch after rematch, until Alya finally hands Alix the win– so all of you could go on and have a turn as well. There was in the middle of the game where Marinette’s mother called out and brought all of you some food, in case any of you were hungry. And– Mrs Sabine basically saved all of you, mostly you– since the moment you arrived, your stomach has been growling..!

So the rest of you thanked Marinette’s mother for offering up food to fill the hunger. While the next two are up for a match, the ones watching are munching on some delicious pastries, including you. And upon focusing on Marinette and Alix’s match, you could not count how many times Marinette beat Alix in a one vs one match. She’s pretty great at the game, earning a handshake as Alix admits it was a good win. The next round, Rose and Juleka wanted to have a go with one another. And you and the rest could not content the adorableness of the match, no one wants to land a hit. And when Rose does, she chuckles and says sorry, Juleka wasn't even trying and just wanted Rose to have a win. You still couldn't forget the warm smile that sneaks up on your lips as you can't help but give the two a hug, the room filling up with wholesome laughter.

Opening the door to your small spacious room, you close the door behind you, drawing a breath. The loose long sleeves that’s been like that cause you didn't get the time to button the end of the flowy sleeves, but it seems fortunate for your little Kwami, as she smoothed her way out of the loose sleeves. And floating up to face you with a soft smile – you return the smile with one of your own. Your eyes are falling lidded for a second, though Tikki seems to have noticed it. As she flew down to your hand, which still has the small piece of the notepad, however earlier, after you wrote down some of the things you knew you needed to remember – you ripped the first page and took it with you, just in case your friend's decided to play the game again, you will come prepared!

Tikki gently held one of your fingers, you blinked a couple of times as you looked down at your red Kwami. You see her lifting your hand, causing you to move forward when she guides you towards your bedroom small pinboard – filled with any other of your sticky notes, a lot of them are completed but you keep forgetting to take it out after that specific day is over. There's hardly any space but Tikki still guided your hand up against the narrow board, until you placed the sticky note onto the small empty spot. Itching a tiny smile from your lips, you can't appreciate Tikki enough.

“Sleepy, Y/n..?” The red Kwami questions, tilting her head a bit in a cute manner. As if to confirm her statement, a yawn was forced out of your throat, indicating you are indeed feeling a bit drowsy. There's no saying how much time you spent with your friends, especially when Rose happily suggested for all of you to go out and get some ice cream. You had fun though, the hangout was nice! Alya even took pictures as all of you posed with the ice cream in your hands. She also talked about her Sekkiblog, turning her phone into landscape as she lets you all watch the vlogs she took.

There were so many close calls, you could not even imagine your heart stopping in the middle. And the small blush crossing your cheeks whenever you see your figure being seen in the video. Those times where you took Alya in a more safe place and when you managed to save her in time as you ask out a quick question to make sure if she’s okay or hurt anywhere. You didn't even notice at the time how close you were to the camera, but now you definitely know–! It feels odd to watch yourself on a video, maybe because the huge type of recognition is something you’re not exactly used to. It was interesting to know what your friends thought about you when it comes to the other part of you that remains sealed in a glass secret.

Then there was Alix, who’s showing some tricks that she learned with her rollerblades. It was amazing to see her pull it off, that does take a lot of practice to be able to do, and a lot of courage as well! Along the hangout, Marinette wanted to stop by a nearby gift shop. Since she mentioned she wanted to come and look for a small box that she thinks would be suitable for the keychain that she recently handmade and designed. Marinette was a little embarrassed to say it at first, but she admitted that she wanted to give Adrien a small gift that the bluenette hoped he would like. Oh- she was trying to make friends with Adrien, you almost slipped that off your mind– Marinette is very thoughtful..! And aren't you the one supposed to be helping her? Sigh- Y/n..

“I think so..” You answered drowsily, putting a hand over your mouth. You haven't been thankful enough for your mother whenever she consistently reminds you to take off your outdoor footwear and set it aside near the doorstep when you were still very young. One of many house manners that stuck with you till you are now in your teen age. A long happy sigh flew out of your lips, as you plopped down onto your comfort bed, while Tikki floated around your collection of books on your two layer bookshelf that's attached near your bedroom window.

Her crystal eyes light up as she catches sight of the book she has been engrossed into since the night before. She quickly grabbed it with her two tiny hands, and flew back down to your form – halting a bit as she saw you rummaging, trying to get under the covers impatiently. And once you do, a relaxing expression plastered on your face, she can't help but squeeze out a small giggle from her lips. Continuing to fly down towards you and set herself beside your face, sparing you a tiny glance before opening the book, and try to get to the page she bookmarked.

Tikki took another glance at her holder, perceiving that you haven't bothered to switch into your pajama clothes, thinking that your body might overheat with the layer of fabric still clinging to your frame. Especially since your blanket is almost covering your full body from top to bottom. It isn't that much to worry about since the material of your upper clothing is a light-thin but blousy fabric. Only problem is it sticks to your frame very easily, putting additional heat.

Part of her wants to wake you up and remind you to change into your sleepwear, since you’ll most likely feel uncomfortable when you wake up early in the morning, remaining with sweats. But she's afraid you won't be able to get back to sleep afterwards, there's just this thing that happens frequently that she couldn't grasp sometimes. She does understand that human minds are very difficult to comprehend the majority of the time, and she saw similar qualities in her past ancient holders.

It's very obvious that you are tired and want to sleep, and you did, but when you are disturbed or forgetting something that you needed to do, and you remember it half way getting to bed. You somehow don't feel sleepy anymore right after you finish turning off the lights – stuff like that, or going to the bathroom and also things like preparing your bookbag. The rest happens as you are turning your head back towards your comfort bed, and just standing infront of it with a confused look, then patting the side of your cheek two or three times. Before saying you don't feel sleepy or tired all of a sudden, although the impending consequences don't end up too well for you the next morning.

She could only guess that your body has been through those same encounters in the past, that's why it often happens. And that's also why your mind and body treats it like a normal habit when the leeway is there. Tikki is hoping you’ll be able to fix your sleep schedule in due time. It isn't particularly healthy for your body to dismiss the importance of sleep even when the mind is currently distracted. The red Kwami lets out a soft sigh, it's technically more primal for you to continue sleeping and regain your energy, so she swiftly pushes the first thought aside and then goes back into reading the huge book in her tiny hands.

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As Tikki dragged her gaze across the many letterings on the pages of the book, there was suddenly a lunatic laugh emerging from the outskirts of Paris. Her crystal blue eyes widening, before dropping the book on the bed and flying towards the bedroom window. Seeing a burst of some kind of flowers..? Plaguing the area not so far from your house, concerns covering her expression as she looks back at your sleeping form. Snuggling peacefully under the blankets.. Akuma attacks have such terrible timing, it's almost unbelievable.

She’ll hate to disturb you in your sleep, but the city needs you more than anything right now..! Tikki quickly flew over towards you, her tiny hands trying to shake you awake. “Y/n–! Y/n! You need to wake up..!” Tikki says with a worried tone, as you remain unresponsive for a second. The red Kwami tries again — “Y/n..! Please wake up, Paris is in danger!” You start to stir from your sleep, eyes fluttering as it slowly opens. Seeing this, Tikki continues to gently move your shoulder back and forth, until you fully open your eyelids.

“Huh..? Tikki…” You mumble under your breath, as you look at your Kwami with confusion on your face. She flew infront of your vision, as you blink a couple of times, still trying to get a grip of reality. “There's an akuma attack occurring as of now! We need to get into the bottom of it..!” Tikki says, waving her hands and pointing towards your bedroom window. After hearing her explanation, you hurriedly grab your blanket and slip out of it, standing up from your bed. “Akuma..!? That's right– an attack, Tikki! Uhm..” The red Kwami nodded her head, as you walked around your room, a bit lost.

You rubbed the corners of your eyes, as you turned towards the window. What are you doing pacing around, there's an akuma attack–! Don't tell yourself that you still need a sticky note for these kinds of things, Y/n..! You shake your head, dismissing the filling thoughts. With hasty steps, you unlock the window and swiftly lift it up before hovering your knee over the windowsill — but a high pitched tone makes you stiffened from your place, as you look back at your red Kwami.

“Stop! Don't do that..! You're not transformed still, Y/n–!” Tikki almost shouted from the top of her vocal cords, a deep concern presenting on her face. Your lips fall agape, switching your gaze back down to your body and hands. “I-I am not..! Tikki– what's wrong with me..?!” Your voice nervously asked, as you retrieve yourself back to your bedroom space, taking a deep breath. “Y/n, you're tired, that's the thing.. you just need to take a moment and get your mind intact, I'm sure you're stuck up between sleep and reality. You can spare a second..” Tikki says softly, trying to reassure you and answer your question calmly.

You gaze into your Kwami’s eyes for a minute, as you nodded your head lightly. She's correct, you might've been quickly pulled away from your sleep that it's a bit hard to set up a proper way of knowing if you're still asleep or not when you're in the middle of being drawn to the depths of sleep from earlier. “Okay.. I think it's fine.. now?” You question, as you blink a couple of times and pinching yourself slightly to make sure. “Alright, then it's time..” Tikki sent you another reassuring smile, as you slowly feel the need to return it back with your own.

You hummed in confirmation, as you momentarily closed your eyes, softly muttering the words – “Tikki, spots on..” There was a swift moment of glowing white and pink light shining from up to down of your form, transforming you into your signature heroine suit. You could feel the wind that came in from your window gently brushing against your hair and the smooth hair tail that grew from the transformation. Lightly moving back and forth, as you flutter your eyes open, turning around towards the window once again.

That multiple dull colored flowers growing around the city not so far away catches the attention of your pupils. With furrowed eyebrows and a wary expression on your face, you unclipped your yoyo from your waist. Slipping the small opening of the string through your ring finger, as you grip the base of your yoyo tight. Walking forward and looking up, scanning for where you're about to latch your yoyo around to, and when you found the perfect source. You immediately shoot your yoyo towards it, as it successfully wrapped around it.

With that familiar determination, you tug the string of your yoyo, letting it propel you into greater heights and towards your pointed destination. Landing smoothly on one of the house rooftops, you continue to jump over rooftops to rooftops, progressing your way further towards the path of dull flowers and vines. Though on your way there, you sense your yoyo buzzing, signaling there's an incoming call.

Taking a split second to open the screen of your yoyo, you quickly press the green button, answering the call and lifting it up to your ear. “Cuddlebug..! Phew– you answered! I thought you were in trouble..!” Chat Noir says on the other end of the line, a few puffs of breath coming from the screen microphone, he's either in a current fight or also making his way through the city. “I got caught up with something, although I'm fine..!” You replied, as you received a glimpse of the scene upfront, making you stop in your tracks.

“Chat, got any clue on–” An unusual smell meeting your nostrils triggered you to cough all of a sudden, as you place a hand over your mouth, eyes squeezing shut. “Milady..?! Milady! Are you okay–?!” Said by a worried voice over the screen of your yoyo, but unable to respond back because of the undying need of air. You hurriedly move away from the specific area, until you're able to find fresh air so you could regain your oxygen. You breathe in and out, slowly having your normal pace of breathing.

Your yoyo continues to vibrate, faintly hearing your teammate’s voice on the call. In realization, you bring the screen of your yoyo next to your ear, about to answer Chat Noir but you noticed he hung up. Sensing something went wrong, you close the screen of your yoyo and put it back to its original placement. You could only guess that he must've been caught up with the scent of the flowers as well, you need to get into the bottom of this.

With further observation, there's different types of flowers that swarm the city, one of them is hard to get through since it possesses an effect that goes against oxygen, which is why that type of flower is meant to be avoided. The other types however.. is more tamed to come by, the effects it has is still unknown to you, but you didn't pay it any mind as you traverse more into the known trails in search of the akumatized victim. And you might've just hit your target, as you see a woman dressed in a dull purple based dress, vines clinging to her leg and some on her other arm. A white flower covering one of her eyes, as a black line connected to her eyelid down to her chin, which reminds you of tears.

“Oh.. Sekkibug~ it's so good to see you! I am Floral Sequence, the one and only best florist in town!” She greeted with a smile forming on her lips, presenting you the odd looking flower pot in her hands. Consisting of all different dulled flowers that you come across, only planted in a singular pot. “Would you like me to pick a flower best suited for a fluttering bug..?” With furrowed eyebrows, you swing your yoyo in a circular motion, noticing how she closes her eyes and purses her lips together before gently blowing against the mixed flowers.

Soon enough the flower she picked started to bloom around you, but you dodge in time before it could make contact with your suit. Floral Sequence frowned, about to throw in another blow against the flower pot but a certain feline hero interrupted her. Making her turn around to face him and dodge his attacks, she quickly tears a cyan colored flower and crushes it into her palm. Causing her to disappear with a burst of flower petals, the feline blinked in split second confusion, before suddenly she reappeared behind him.

With widened pupils, you act on instinct as you wrap your yoyo around Chat Noir before pulling him to your side. “Cuddlebug..!” The moment you undo your yoyo around him, the masked feline gives you a hug out of nowhere. “You worried me over the call, you know..” He sighed, tightening his grip around you. He really was worried sick that something horrible might've happened to you, it wasn't helping how you are coughing nonstop on the other side of the line.

“Chat, this is not the–”

“I know.. just relieved you're okay.” He hesitantly pulls away, giving you a sincere smile, it wasn't long before a burst of collision occurred between the both of you, launching you two away from each other. A small groan slips by your lips, as you caught yourself before you hit the ground. “What awful customers, roses are out of order..!” She hissed, crushing another flower in her palm, the familiar effect lingers in the air. “Hold your breath!” You warned towards your feline companion, as he sent you a swift nod.

You try retreating away from the scent, although it followed along the path and into the house walls. Lights opened one by one, as civilians looked out their window – seeing some of the flowers trying to grow their way inside the abode. Panic starts to show, confused as to what's happening in the heat of the moment. “What's wrong..? Don't you all like it!?” A fit of laughter could be heard, drawing the attention of many people. A lot of them couldn't handle the lack of oxygen that they're getting inside the apartment, as they soon ran away from their homes, in desperate need of fresh air.

You store concerned glances in their way before returning back towards Floral Sequence, throwing your yoyo in her direction and cutting her off mid laugh. The string wrapped around her thigh, as you tugged on it, making her fall to the ground with a thud. “Ugh! You–!” Chat Noir quickly rotates his baton repeatedly, his slit pupils focusing on the female villain, as she rid her way out of your strings and in the process of standing back up. Although before she could, he pointed the end of his staff towards her, then pressed the middle button of his weapon, causing it to advance in length. Hitting Floral Sequence in the stomach, sending her flying as she gritted her teeth and clasped one of her hands on the metal.

But he immediately undo the extension, making the female villain more irritated as she gets launched across a great distance away. Dying out of breath, Chat noir unlocked his baton and promptly placed it against his mouth, able to breathe again. He turned to the side, spotting you holding your hands out and looking upwards onto the little toddler from the three story building. “P-Please jump..!” The hesitation on the boy’s face didn't suffice, as you started coughing before swinging your yoyo up into a small edge, as you made your way into the window.

Grabbing him in your arms, feeling pity as you saw how stunned he was but cooperated nonetheless. The feline hero blinked, stopping himself from being captivated in his place once again, and started helping out people evacuate from their homes as well. The knowing masked bluenette arrived at the scene in hurried breaths, goodness, it was troubling to get the vines off of her frame, scolding herself internally for being clumsy.

The air pollutants seem to be ineffective to her, granting her resistance to it, while she evacuated people with no problem. As you carried down another toddler from the building, you couldn't ignore the dizziness occurring inside your mind. You could hear the toddler muttering her gratitude, but your vision is feeling hazy at the moment. Pointing where she’ll evacuate, and she gave you a quick nod before dashing off. Realizing you're almost out of breath, you try to draw back in search of air. But you felt a hand grab onto your shoulder, bringing you back. You didn't get enough time to react, when your feline companion gently set his unlocked staff against your lips, causing you to make eye contact.

“Sekkibug.. breathe.” He says calmly, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze. You were dazed for a second, before listening to him and breathing through your mouth. Eyes closing in relief, as his own never left your facial features. A small tinted blush forming on the surface of his face, he assumes you haven't acknowledged it yet, or you didn't notice at all, he doesn't mind.. he could savor the 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 in his own mind.

You eventually open your eyes, feeling a lot better now that your lack of oxygen has been fixed, well- temporary. You still need to defeat Floral Sequence after all, and capture her akuma, before you're certain that the healthy source of oxygen has been brought back. “Thanks, Chat.. I owe you one.” You softly smile, as you take another breath from the oxygen his metal staff provides. Then returning his weapon back to him, the metal staff pressing against his chest. “Anytime, Cuddlebug.” His lips twisting into a warm smile, yet since the moment is in borrowed time – a burst of petals dart opposed to his line of direction.

“Watch out–!” Multimouse yelled, however the feline reacted too late, and towards the bright side – 𝘺𝘰𝘶 didn't. Releasing a grunt from the impact, as you shove him back just in time. “Ngh- Milady..!” He holds your forearm, his slit pupils grasping the vines slowly clinging around your ankle, the speed increasing as the flower blooms onto your frame. “I didn't know I'll have the known bug in Paris trapped beneath my wonderful vines.” Floral Sequence giggled evilly, using her ability and snatching you out of the hold of the masked feline.

She took her time observing your trapped form, tightening the grip of the vines. You struggled in your place, causing a grit of your teeth at the rigid vines that refused to release you. She merely laughs in sight of your desperate attempt, then her eyes perk up when the markings of Hawkmoth’s control appears on her face. And she hears his demanding voice, saying it's the perfect opportunity to steal your miraculous. “Floral Sequence, Sekkibug’s in your reach – take her Miraculous now!” As the markings on her face fades away, she grins dangerously.

“Ah yes.. this will be a benefi—”

“Cataclysm!” Her mouth fell agape as she turned her face aside, seeing the feline hero sprinting towards her. Sensing immediate danger at the ability he currently activated, and to save her own skin – she manipulated her vines as it dragged you infront of her view, resulting in your pupils widening as you saw Chat noir only a second away from making contact with your frame. The heartbeat inside your chest stopped in the middle of it, but you suddenly feel the vines bandaging your body shattering in ashes, setting you free.

The blonde feline immediately grabs hold of your arm and pulls you towards him — leading you behind his back. “Stupid cat! Ugh- I almost had it..!” Floral Sequence complained, though only earning an unusual piercing glare from the feline hero. She was about to question if she's seeing things with how she spare a second to blink, and then seeing his cocky expression plastering back onto his face. “Tsk, tsk, tsk.. that isn't a way to treat a certified customer!” He comments, as the female villain scoffed in annoyance.

Chat noir quickly spun his staff continuously, blocking Floral Sequence’s attacks. In the process, you squint your eyelids – from earlier inconvenience when Floral Sequence caught you in her suffocating vines, it gave you a chance to observe her outfit and see what stands out and what doesn't. Gaining some valuable information, while the situation you were glued to was risky, you're glad that atleast it wasn't for nothing. And you might have a concrete theory on where the akuma is hiding.

With a determined expression, you stare down on your yoyo, gripping the given chance to be able to use your – “Lucky charm!” throwing your yoyo upwards, as it bursts in magical particles creating an item. And it appears to be a.. yarn? You catch the object, looking at it for a second before spinning your yoyo repeatedly – taking Chat’s turn in blocking Floral Sequence’s attacks. Multimouse came in after evacuating the remaining individuals to safety.

“Annoying brats..! Hm, let's see.” The female villain twirls some of the vines in thought, coming up with an idea as she grins – noticing you charging towards her in an attempt to tangle her up in your yoyo’s strings. However, she disappears once again with the explosion of petals, as you and your partners turned around upon hearing another from behind. “Let's put your skills to the test, shall we?” Multiple people yell in panic, as they were being forcefully tied up with vines. And the worst part of it all, Floral Sequence once more activated the specific flower toxins.

Causing the whole ordeal into a ticking bomb for all of you. “Aw c’mon– I didn't know you were that desperate!” The masked feline chimed in before readying his weapon in hand and sprinting towards the flower villain. “Multitude..!” Multimouse calls in her ability, adjusting the said power into making her clone remaining only one, that way she doesn't shrink as much and she and her clone will be able to help without any limitations that is only beneficial to tiny purposes.

Scanning around the surroundings, one hint leading up to the vines and another as you dragged your gaze onto the street lights that's barely even visible and eventually the next step is the yarn that's on your hand. Smelling the familiar toxins, you hold your breath, then quickly get into action. You ran towards the plaguing vines onto the front buildings, hooking a part of the yarn onto the minimum thorn it has. Then doing the same in other areas as to make sure it doesn't come loose with just a bit of force. After that, you swung your way across the opposite building, adjusting the remaining yarn that you still have. Then finishing the last bit — and that is to get rid of the source of lights illuminating from the street light, making the trap a bit more difficult to notice, especially in the night.

A beep from the masked feline’s ring grasps the attention of the owner, a worried glance sent its way as he dodges the blooming flowers from having contact with his body. Seems like there is even a limit for when Floral Sequence uses her power, overdriving it could make the effects of it useless. Setting the person in his arms down, he gave her a signal to leave the scene as he spun his metal staff, cutting the attempts of Floral Sequence’s vines from catching the blonde feline.

“You know- I was thinking about buying some flowers for Milady bug~ then you lost me on the ‘roses are out of order’ line!” Said the masked feline, earning an irritated grunt from the flower villain. “Keep that in your petty dreams!” She remarked, throwing in another attack although Multimouse’s duplicate interrupted to her displeasure. Spotting the current commotion from afar, your face lights up when you see the possibility. With you placing yourself behind the set trap you assembled, backing away a few steps.

You let out a breath, before dragging your hand far behind and shooting your yoyo forward with incredible force, as it went through the narrow opening. “You're ruining my beautiful plants! Ugh, you mouse–!” A gasp left Floral Sequence’s lips, as she felt a certain yoyo wrapping around her torso. Both Multimouse’s duplicate and the female villain stare in the direction of where it came from, bewilderment covering their expression — before suddenly Floral Sequence didn't get to react in time as she's being pulled from her place, dropping her flower pot in the process. It shattered when it hit the ground- although it didn't reveal the hidden akuma.

A harsh groan escapes the female villain’s throat when she finds herself bound against the net-build yarn. Facing you from the other side of the trap, you tugged on the strings tight, a slight chuckle emerging from your lips. “Sekkibug..?! You sneaky parasite, I should've known–!” She struggled against the yarn, while you lifted your hand up, cutting her off. “Seems like your luck ran out, Floral Sequence.” You stated with a smile, as she gasped at the audacity. But before she could retort back, you pluck the flower eye patch attached to her left eye, ripping it in half. As a certain dark and purple butterfly has been revealed, flying out.

You undo your yoyo from Floral Sequence, as she falls back to the ground in defeat. “We had seen through your tricky disguise, evil Akuma.” You glide your finger across the middle of your yoyo, opening it evenly and uncovering the dimension. Smoothly latching the strings onto your pointer and middle finger, sliding it across the line as your yoyo revert backwards and wrapping around your other wrist. Before quickly retracting the movements, as you spin your yoyo simultaneously.

“Don't fret now, and face Justice..!” With that your eyesight targets the evil butterfly, and in due time you shoot your yoyo in the direction of the escaping akuma. Landing a swift capture of it as the yoyo immediately closes back – prisoning the akuma temporarily as you return the yoyo back to your hand. “Trapped ya’!” A soft smile plastered on your face, before looking down on the yoyo in hand, then pressing the front of it. Resulting in the yoyo to open once more, letting the white butterfly float out of the dimension. “Fly high, purified butterfly.” You bid farewell, gesturing your palm under the butterfly as it proceeded to fly into the sky.

The vines slowly went limp, unable to identify to possess its purpose without the control of its owner. Causing it to lose power and collapse down from the many buildings it clung around. Your lucky charm’s yarn ended up following after the collapse, as you crouched down to retrieve it back. A certain feline hero went up towards you, popping a comment as he helped you get the cluttered yarn.

“Milady, this seems tempting for a cat – I can't make promises with these~” He chuckles, as you spare him a small giggle directing his comment. “Keep a look out for your kitty mail, I might deliver one as a gift.” You replied back with a shrug of your shoulders, raising one of your eyebrows. The masked feline hummed, sending you a charming look, that smirk returning back. “I’ll keep that in mind, Cuddlebug~” You brush off his sly tone, continue gathering the scattered yarn, while Multimouse comes in to help as well.

It took a minute, but you can finally fit the yarn into your hand, some of it laying around your forearm. It doesn't seem to be that troubling though, as you hold the main portion of it tight before gesturing in down and then throwing the red and black polka dots designed item into the air. Able to let the city come back into its peaceful night, as you firmly yelled —

“Miraculous Ladybug!”

With that, the item bursts into multiple tiny ladybugs – splitting into different directions in terms of cleaning the city in its current mess that Floral Sequence has caused. Turning everything back to normal, and eventually the female that got akumatized, her natural appearance switching back. As she opens her eyes and turns her head back and forth around her surroundings. Seemingly confused. “Wha.. where am I?” She mumbled, scratching the back of her head, looking at the three masked heroes in front of her.

“Pound it!” You, Multimouse and Chatnoir say in sync, before looking back at the woman – who’s wearing a uniform of some kind with an apron, seemingly connected to her passion as a florist. Your expression softened as you saw Multimouse making her way towards the confused victim. Lending her hand and bringing her back to her feet, asking if she's okay, and she answered back with slight hesitation before saying she is.

The bluenette turned back towards both you and Chat, a calming expression on her face. “I’ll escort her back home, I have some time before I change back.” She says, and her point stands when your earring starts to beep once more, as you put a finger on top of it. Indicating two spots left, while the masked feline beside you – look over his ring and his face goes completely pale when he sees the second bar disappearing, leaving him with only one bar left before he de-transform back.

“Yeah–! Paw charges are litter-ally about to back-fire on me..!” The blonde feline quipped, obtaining a little shake of the bluenette’s head, receiving a small chuckle from her. As you blinked a couple of times at his last minute pun, your eyelids felt sort of heavy and drowsiness returning back. A snap of a finger bought you back, causing you to make eye contact with your feline companion. “Not a good place to dream about me, Cuddlebug~” He teased, lifting your chin up, and you instinctively pushed his hand to the side.

“The clock is ticking, Chat. I'm gonna head out as well..” You sent him a soft smile, nudging his suit’s bell with your finger. “If you say so, Milady.” He replied, then turning back with his metal staff in hand. He gave you and the other two a quick salute as a farewell. “Stay safe, Chat..” You say, earning a sly shrug of his shoulders then nodding his head.

“Don't worry, Cuddlebug~! This cat is capable..!” He responded back, before pressing the middle of his weapon, launching him up into the sky, until he landed on top of a building and started to hurriedly traverse further to be able to catch up to his ring’s sinking seconds.

“Au revoir, Multimouse. Take care–!” You gave them another wave, then threw your yoyo far out upwards around a concrete source. “Mhm, I’ll make sure she's safe!” Multimouse replied back, as you gently nod your head with a small smile. And eventually pulling onto the strings, as it propelled you beyond heights and into your designated point of direction. Tonight's akuma attack was a bit of a rocky road as you expected, mainly because of the toxins that were life-threatening to the city. You're just relieved it's over now, and you could go back home..

A huff of breath escapes your throat, finally arriving back to your room. You gently close the bedroom window, then hopping off the windowsill, your feet meeting the floorboards of your room. You approach your comfort bed, letting the swift de-transformation to take place as it changes you back into your civilian form. You halt in the middle of plopping down onto your bed, immediately laying your palms in front to catch your Kwami. While she softly landed onto it, hearing a faint sound emerging from her lips.

Seeing Tikki drained out of her energy stung something inside your heart, you pull your palms up – likely enough as you place a gentle kiss on top of Tikki’s forehead. “Let’s grab you something to eat, Tikki.. we can rest afterwards, hm..?” You whisper with a delicate tone, the red Kwami weakly nods her head, looking up at you with bleary eyes. You sent her a reassuring smile, before walking away from your bed and towards the exit door of your room.

You carefully twist the doorknob, peeking through the opening gap. Making sure if your parents are awake – the akuma attack might have caused them to go alert. Maybe they're watching the news downstairs..? You don't know, but they're seemingly not in the small hall leading to your bedroom. You set Tikki into the collar of your upper clothing, as the fabric covers her tiny body, leaving only her head visible. But with the dark lighting of the house, surely not even anyone would be able to see Tikki without the lights on. And even if it is on, your hair will be able to cover your Kwami from view just fine.

You carefully made your way downstairs, heavy-lidded eyes scanning around for any presence of your parents. The creaking sound of the wooden stairs caused you to stiffened in your place. Followed by your heart nearly jumping out of your chest when you heard a loud snore bouncing off the walls from your parent's bedroom. Letting out a phew upon hearing your father's snore continuing. And with that, you eventually arrived in the kitchen, in front of the fridge.

Grabbing the handle and opening it, you and Tikki were greeted by the fridge’s bright light. Your pupils falling onto the cold differently designed bread bun that is wrapped into plastic and laced with those similar neat strings, styled into a small ribbon to keep it together. You always keep these in store, considering the fact it's a favorite snack that stuck with you even as of now. You couldn't help yourself from buying a few when you can afford it, well- it was worth being broke for. Although a voice in the back of your mind is saying otherwise, you always end up brushing it off. You know how to save up some cash, okay.. sometimes is an exception!

You take one of the three stored bread buns onto the fridge’s mid shelf. The cold temperature almost makes you shiver as you close the fridge right after. And then cautiously heading your way back upstairs, turning the sort of cramped corner and into the small corridor leading to your room. Since you left your door slightly ajar, you didn't have to worry about it making a sound when you lightly pushed it open. Enough for you to slip through the space and gently twist the doorknob before fully closing the door to its limit– then that's when you let go of the doorknob. Not even a sound that will likely alert your parents, well- except for the creaking noise that happened earlier on the wooden stairs.

Sitting down on your bed, you softly took Tikki from your upper clothing’s collar. Meeting her drained form again, you undo the laces and unwrapping the plastic from the bread bun as quickly as you could. Before finally offering it to Tikki, her tiny hands tried to hold onto it, as she went in for a bite. You didn't remove your pointer and thumb from keeping the food in place – just in case so it doesn't accidentally slip or fall from Tikki’s clutch. You patiently wait for her to finish consuming the snack, looking over the view from your window for the meantime.

“Y/n..” The red Kwami calls your name, gaining your attention as you turn back to Tikki. She forms a small smile, before continuing her words. “You should change back into your sleepwear before you forget.. that fabric sticks to your frame very easily, it might cause you to be uncomfortable when sleeping.” Tikki pointed out as she fully held the half finished bread bun into her tiny hands. You look down onto your attire, pulling a part of the fabric from your skin, noticing your Kwami is right.

“Yeah, I should change..” You giggled, standing up from your bed and walking over to your bedroom cabinets where you keep your clothes. Pullling the handle to make it open and start looking for your pair of pajamas, and once you found one of the same pairs. You began removing the current clothes you have on, before changing into the pajamas. Feeling the soft and light fabric making contact with your skin, drawing a relaxing sigh from you. And without any second thoughts, you collapse down onto your comfort bed.

Sliding yourself under the covers once more, with Tikki flying down close beside you after she finished eating the food. You gave her a little scratch against her soft cheek, resulting in a small giggle to emerge from the red Kwami. You really grew attached with your tiny companion, internally thanking the heavens for giving you such a gift you cannot pay even if you offer everything you have. Although one thing is for sure.. you’ll entitle every bit of yourself into the heavy responsibility it came along with such a gift… No matter what happens, if it gets dragged down without no return.. you’ll let yourself be dragged along with it. Without question.

“Goodnight, Y/n..” Says Tikki, snuggling up against your face.

“Goodnight, Tikki.” You softly replied back, allowing your eyelids to finally rest..

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