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Heart on the Line (part 17)

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You and Bucky had your differences in college, but now you need a place to stay and he needs a roommate, and in order to make ends meet, you two start a phone sex line together.  

“For a Good Time, Call…” AU


author: sugardaddytonystark
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1059

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anyway i truly love how even decided to make a large pitcher of iced tea this morning since it was going to be a really warm day, and i love how isak and even have just enough room on their balcony for two chairs and right now they’re sitting on those two chairs, enjoying the sun, sipping on iced tea, after it took a total of one minute and seven kisses on isak’s face to convince him that iced tea was truly a must on warm sunny days, especially his homemade iced tea (“i swear, isak, it’s not like the warm stuff! baby, i can’t believe you’ve never had homemade iced tea before”). and they left their phones inside and they’re talking about everything and anything, about what they should have for dinner tonight, about even’s funny coworker, about places they’d like to travel to together, about friday’s party at eva’s and how even felt about talking to his former friends again, and isak just listens to him attentively because it’s one of his favorite things in the world, when even opens up to him like this, and isak thinks that anyone would be lucky to get to listen to this gorgeous boy talk about his feelings and tell his stories 

Guinea Chat: Official Taste Tester

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“CHAT NOIR!” The sudden call reverberating off of the brick and metalwork of the Parisian rooftops made Chat Noir fumble in midair before catching himself. Perplexed, he looked around frantically while trying to calm his racing heart to a less adrenaline-induced state. He finally spotted his friend, Marinette, waving her arms like a lunatic with a beaming grin. Hoisting himself to a positon where he could launch himself over, he landed with a light tap just on the inside of the railing and bowed with a grin.


“To what do I owe the pleasure and terror, Princess?” He grinned teasingly.


“I need a guinea cat,” she answered, steepling her hands with a strange look in her eyes behind them. “My parents wouldn’t work and it’s too late at night to call any of my friends and I just can’t wait until tomorrow to do this and-” Marinette broke for breath “-help me, Chat Noir Kenobi. You’re my only hope.”


Chat Noir burst out laughing. “How can I say no, Princess?!” he gasped out, hands on his knees.


She gave another beaming grin and did a fist pump. “Yessss,“she hissed lowly "stay here, I’m gonna go get it.” She hopped down to her room below while Chat evened out his breathing. Not long after Chat’s breathing had returned to normal for the second time in only a few minutes (so many emotions in one day, what would his father say?) Marinette returned, placing a tray of different colored cupcakes on the balcony before pulling herself through the skylight. Bringing the tray over to her guinea cat, she explained “I wanted to try making a new cupcake recipe to share with my friends at school. But I don’t want to make too many different flavors, so…” she thrust the tray closer to Chat’s watering mouth. You’ll probably need the extra calories jumping around those rooftops, right?“


Chat Noir grinned as he chose a cupcake. "I shall try to be a good guinea cat for you, Princess. What’s this one?” He asked, holding up his chosen treat.


“That one should be… chocolate with a matcha buttercream icing and a raspberry cream cheese filling.”


So it went, Chat would pick up a cupcake and Marinette would tell him what was in it before he took a bite.


“I think I’ll be rolling across Parisian rooftops rather than jumping across them, Princess,” he whined good-naturedly. “How did you come up with so many weird - but tasty - combos?! Some of those cupcakes finally made me understand the reactions to food in Shokugeki no Soma!”


She giggled and blushed at his earnest compliments. “I saw a lot of recipes online and requests over the years to develop some ideas of tweaks that might work. It makes me glad that most of them did seem to work out! So which ones did you like the best?” She asked excitedly.


“If I tell you, can I get some more the next time I’m patrolling?” He gave her a wicked grin.


“Maybe you won’t get to try any of the next batch if you don’t tell me.” Marinette deadpanned, the corners of her mouth lifting as Chat Noir panicked.


“No, no! I’ll tell you! The first one - chocolate/matcha/raspberry? - the vanilla/bergamot…? whatever one, the cinnamon/gingerbread thing from Christmas HEAVEN, and that-that flower one!”


Marinette breathed out a relieved sigh. “That flower cupcake was the hardest one to get right” she confessed. “But worth it if you think it’s one of the best 4!” She thrust both hands skyward in triumph. “If everything goes well at school with those flavors, you may just get some more to taste test, M. Noir.”


Chat groaned from his spot on her balcony chair. “My brain and stomach say ‘no’ but my heart and taste buds scream ‘YYYYEEEEESSSSS’” Chat made his voice as demonic sounding as possible.


Marinette giggled from behind her hands that failed to stifle the noise as Chat chuckled at her reaction. “I thank you and your stomach for your great sacrifice” she made her voice ridiculously regal sounding “I apologize for any inconvenience my request may have caused you… and your suit. As this is a school night, I must beg you to make haste home. Though not at the expense of some poor pedestrian below, I pray.”


“Your highness,” Chat played along, forcing himself to his feet “although the pain in my heart at leaving thee tonight is greater than even the pain in my poor, blissful stomach, I will do as begged. For the chance to eat such delicacies is worth any pain to my weakling stomach.” He stepped away with an overly dramatic bow before leaping away carefully, Marinette’s laughs following him through the air where her shout had bounced around earlier that night.


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So many Marichat fics start with “Chat Noir?” And/or “what are you doing here?” In some form or variation. That didn’t seem to fit with them, so I wanted to try something else. I came up with the flavor combinations. The vanilla/bergamot is supposed to be a London Fog as a cupcake. I’ve heard of combining chocolate and matcha, but wondered about them with raspberry (idk, it sounds good to me). And there’s a bakery in France known for their flower cupcakes, so there’s that. (I think it’s in Nice, maybe?) (If anyone knows what bakery I’m talking about, I would appreciate the name and location so I can edit this note with it!)


If people would like a continuation, I’d be happy to. It’s just a toss up on whether Adrien reveals himself when she starts bringing cupcakes to class or if they get through more of these taste tests first.

Q imagine! (Joker x reader!)

Q

You let your brother Sal crash at your place last night due to the fact he was drunk off his ass and kept mumbling about some peanut butter scandal and some weird pair of pants. You couldn’t really talk that bad about it because Sal had saved your ass when your were younger from getting in trouble all the time. But this was the 4th time this month he had to be dropped off at your house because no one else was willing to put up with his snoring.
Sal was already passed out on the couch so you decided to grab a blanket and cover him up, as you were laying the blanket down there was a knock at your door which is odd considering it’s 2:45 am. You walked over to your door and looked out the peep hole in the door to see Sal’s friend Brian.
Swinging the door open he smiled and opened his arms for a hug which you happily gave him.
“Hey y/n how’s it going?”
Rolling your eyes you sighed and pointed back to a snoring Sal making Q laugh a little
“Well actually I’m here because he left his keys and wallet in my jeep I thought he would like to have those things ha”
You laughed a bit and took the keys and wallet from him
“Gah Sal’s lucky I love him so much I wouldn’t let most drunk men crash at my house.”
Q smiled a bit and leaned against the door frame.
“Oh so you wouldn’t let me or the rest of the guys come over and crash if we were drunk?”
Your eyes got a little big as you began to apologize to him because of course you would let them they are brothers to you!
“Woah woah woah no! Of course I would let you guys but in all honesty there wouldn’t be much reasoning for you to!”
His eyebrows furrowed together and a questioning look washed over his face
“What do tho mean we wouldn’t have reasoning to?”
I sighed and invited him to come in which he didn’t even hesitate to answer.
“There are beers in the fridge we can go talk on the balcony if you’d like.”
He nodded his head and made his way to the fridge
“Yeah I don’t want to listen to Sal sounding like a lawn mower.”
He grabbed some beers and followed you back to your room where the balcony was. You slid the door open for him since he already had drinks in his hands.
Turning around to let him go first you saw Q looking around admiring your room.
“Woah I like your ghostbuster poster you know it’s my fav-”
You cut him off and finished his sentence for him.
“Favorite movie yeah man for as many times I’ve hung out with there is probably 2 times I can think of that you didn’t mention it.”
He laughed and made his way to the balcony where there were chairs and a table and some white Christmas lights hanging everywhere.
“How is it I’ve known you for longer than 15 years and I’ve never seen how cool your apartment is?”
You giggled at him as he took his seat and you slid the door shut behind you.
“Probably because I have Sal as a brother and he doesn’t like me hanging out with you guys if he isn’t there.”
Brian shrugged at your statement and gave it some thought
“That is true he’s weird about that but in all honesty I miss hanging out with you like we all used to! You always crack me up Y/N!”
His comment made you blush it’s a good thing the one lighting was the lights and the glow from the city lights.
“Actually Y/N I just thought of something”
Q leaned a bit closer to the table and putting his beer down on the table
“And that thought is??”
You asked because he hadn’t said anything which made him chuckle to himself.
“Sal is always such a cry baby on the show I think we should have you come on unexpectedly!”
Leaning back in your chair you took a swig of your beer and laughed
“What would I even do! I mean I’m all in because it’ll make Sal blow a casket! But I’m not even funny like you guys!”
He grinned at you and grabbed his beer leaning back like you had done seconds before.
“Actually we are shooting tomorrow and it’s me Murr and Sal because we all have a thumbs down and Joe doesn’t!! So basically we are supposed to be in the park and each of us are supposed to pick someone to be our significant other and make the other guys uncomfortable so they say stop.”
Your eyebrows stitched together as you tied to comprehend what he was saying
“Okay okay here I’ll give an example… so let’s say Murr is the one in public and he has to try to make Joe uncomfortable and say stop. So Murr would pick someone like Joe’s sister to be his significant other and try to make joe tell them to stop! And if Joe says stop within the given time he would get a thumbs down and if he doesn’t say stop Murr would”
After hearing the example it made much more sense to you and you nodded.
“Wait so does that mean you are asking me to play your significant other?”
Brian smiled at you and then took a sip of his beer
“I suppose I am! Please you’re the only person I know that Sal would say stop to!”
You let his words ponder a bit in your mind before you gave him an answer
“And plus you’re not bad to look at”
He mumbled under his breath but not loud enough for you to hear.
“Yeah I’m in! Just tell me when and where and I’ll be there!”
Brian cheered and did a small happy dance and continued to thank you
“Yesss I’m so excited for this Sal is going to shit a brick!! Oh but before you 100% agree you have to know that this is to make him uncomfortable so…um you might have to make out with me in public.”
My eyes got a little wide and I knew even in this lighting he would be able to tell I was blushing
“I don’t see a problem with that”
You replied taking Brian back a bit. You had always found him cute but Sal had forbid you since high school to ever even look at his friends in that way. But you’re a grown ass woman now so fuck it!
“This is going to be awesome!”
Brian half yelled making you chuckle at him. The night drug on and the two of you sat outside and lost the track of time it was such a nice feeling until you looked at your phone and saw it was about 4 in the morning. Brian got up and began to head out but he was obviously too tired to drive.
“Stay here Brian I won’t mind its already so early.”
He shook his head no and protested but you would have none of that there was no way in hell you would let him drive home this early and with a few beers in him.
“You can take my bed I’ll go sleep in the recliner”
You turned to go ahead and leave but he grabbed your arm and turned you around in one swift movement
“No no no! We are grown adults and I’m not letting you not sleep in your own bed!”
You sighed why did he have to be so nice to you
“I supposed we could share my bed if you wouldn’t mind…”
You felt like a little girl talking to him, he made your heart skip a beat when he looked at you.
“I wouldn’t mind at all actually I usually sleep with my cats so I’m used to only having one side of the bed.”
You tried to laugh some but you both were just too sleepy to function. The both of you plopped down on your bed and the second your heads hit the pillows you both were out like a light.

When you woke up it was about noonish you looked to your side and saw Brian who was still fast asleep. He looked so peaceful in his sleep it was quite adorable actually it made you smile to yourself. You decided it was about time for you to get up so you tried to but Brian’s arm was laced around your abdomen. He felt you try to move and so he squeezed you tighter and made an annoyed grunt.
“So you’re up?”
You asked all could do was mumble a mhm
“Come on don’t you have to shoot today for the show?”
His eyes somewhat opened to be met with yours. A grin spread across his face until you both heard a very hung over Sal puke.
“Y/N! IM A MESS PLEASE HELP ME”
You laughed a bit and got up finally
“Hey Y/N I’m going to go ahead and leave so Sal doesn’t freak out maybe he won’t see me but hey the filming is today around 3:30 ish state park!”
You nodded and showed Brian the way and without being noticed by Sal as well. You waved goodbye to him and slowly closed the door.
“What are you doing Y/N?”
You jumped at the sound of Sal’s voice and turned around to see a very sleepy and drained Sal
“Oh hell you look pretty bad Sal let me make you some tea”
He nodded and went and sat on the couch and curled up in a ball with a blanket tied up around him.
“But what were you doing?”
You kind of panicked trying to think of some reason as to why you were just looking outside.
“I uh I wanted to see how it felt outside today”
Sal just nodded feeling too bad to even care at this point.
“I have to film today too ughhh I wanna just stay here with you”
You laughed to yourself and grabbed the tea you just made for your brother. Despite what most might think you and Sal get along pretty well except for the small arguments here and there but that’s expected. You two were like a dynamic duo who never parted way when you got older.
“Here you go it’s the tea you like”
He smiled and looked at it but didn’t move he then looked back at you with questioning eyes that made you sigh
“Yeah Sal it has honey in it”
His smile grew bigger and he grabbed the tea off the table and began to take sips.
“Do you want me to take you to work today?”
You asked already knowing the answer since his car was still at Murr’s house.
“Actually will you come on set with me today if you’re not busy? You’re the only person I trust to take care of me when I’m sick.”
You giggled at him and laid back into the couch and so did he
“You’re not sick you’re hungover”
Sal pouted at you hoping that it would get you to say yes even though you probably would end up going no matter how you felt because you loved him.
“Yeah yeah I’ll go… I’ll bring some blankets in the car too and I have some BC powder if you start to get a head ache.”
Sal began to get up putting the blanket back down on the couch
“Im going to take a shower we start shooting at 3:30 and at the park”
You gave him a thumbs up and began to get up as well.
You both started getting ready and all that jazz until 3:15 came around and both of you were ready to leave… Sal always made you late though no matter how early you left. Soon both of you were in the car and on your way to the park, which you arrived at 3:45 because Sal made you take a wrong turn.
The both of you got out of the car and you grabbed a blanket in case Sal would need it but also slightly for you because it was cold today. You followed Sal to where the location was until you found where the guys were.
You were greeted with hugs and cheek kisses from all of the guys.
“So Y/N what are you doing on set today?”
Murr asked politely as you set your stuff down next to you
“Well Sal wasn’t feeling 100% this morning and said he didn’t trust you guys to take care of him so I guess I’m here to be moral support? Haha”
The guys laughed and Sal put an arm around you and squeezed you tight.
“Also no one here will clean me up if I vomit on myself”
You stepped away from him making everyone laugh again.
Soon all the guys were called to go ahead and shoot the intro explaining what’s happening and to go ahead and start. You watched from the tent of all the tech things that their crew had set up where you saw the girls that the guys had brought to make the other guys uncomfortable.
The first guy out was Murr and his goal was to make Q uncomfortable which is a pretty hard task. He stepped out and made his way to a woman that even you recognized. It was Q’s ex who is somehow out of jail.
“Is that the woman you lost your virginity to Q?”
Joe asked with enthusiasm in his voice.
“Why yes Joe is it”
Murr replied as he walked over and attempted to make Brian uncomfortable in 5 minutes but it didn’t work and so Murr got the thumbs down.
“Dammit man I really thought that would work!”
Murr yelled as he walked back to the guys making you laugh.
Next it was Sal’s turn to
Make Murr uncomfortable and she called the perfect person to do so.
“IS THAT MY EX!?”
Murr screeched into the microphone
“Why the one you cheated on?? Yes it is.”
Sal replied as he made his way over to her. Everyone thought that Murr would win but as soon as Sal went In for the kiss Murr screamed no which shocked everyone.
Sal came back to the guys while Murr pouted making everyone laugh.
Next it was Brian’s turn to make Sal uncomfortable which meant it was show time for you. The tech guys put a mic on you and showed you where to sit even the tech guys were giddy to see what Sal would do. You even got an ear piece so you could hear what the guys said which made everything funnier. You could hear them talking as you sat down on the bench.
“Hm Brian it’s your turn”
Joe laughed a bit as Brian agreed and started walking you way.
“I swear to god if it’s my mother I lose my mind”
Sal laughed a bit but you could hear in his voice that he was nervous.
“Ay Sal what would be worse than your mother?”
Murr asked and you could hear Sal sigh.
“Well my sister but that’s impossible she’s here for me bec-”
Sal stopped talking as soon as he saw you on the screen as Brian walked up to you.
“IS THAT MY SISTER Y/N WHAT THE HELL!?”
Sal screamed making you chuckle
A bit.
Eventually Brian sat next to you and made you look up from the book you were reading.
“Oh Brian hi!”
You heard the guys laugh over the head set, they had convinced Sal that you had no clue about the skit they were doing and that you didn’t know you were being filmed just to see how much Sal would flip.
Brian put a hand on your thigh and smiled at you.
“I’ve missed you y/n”
He said which gave you the perfect idea to act as if this was an on going affair which hopefully he would play along to make it funnier.
“Not now Brian! We are in public and not to mention Sal is here!”
He smiled at you and knew exactly what you were doing which just made everything better you could hear Sal losing his mind on the other end but you couldn’t care less.
“Y/N baby girl please I can’t keep hiding this!”
You giggled a bit at him and closed the book that was in your lap and set it to the side.
“I know you don’t want to keep hiding this but we have to!”
Brian groaned loudly and grabbed your hips pulling you closer to him and moved his hand closer to your inner thigh.
“Why so I can watch all these men look at you!? Baby no one can make you feel the way I do don’t you remember the way you screamed my name two night ago?”
You started blushing but to hide your smile you buried your face in the crook of his neck. Sal was screaming now yelling at Q to stop but he didn’t get up oddly. Brian picked your face up by your chin and looked at you in the eyes which was very unexpected, although you knew this was just a challenge deep down it felt like more it was electric what the two of you had. Sal was screaming by now
“Q I SAID STOP WHAT THE HELL I AM GOING TO MURDER YOU”
He screamed Brian help up I finger to symbolize him saying hold on as her took out his ear piece and examined it before stuffing it in his pocket.
A confused look washed over your face until he grabbed your face gently and pressed his lips on to yours which took you by shock. Once you realized what was happening you moved your lips in sync with his it was the most breath taking moment you’ve had in a while.
Slowly you both moved back and looked at each other for a while.
“Y/N”
He said in a deep serious voice
“Yes?”
You questioned
“I want you to know that, that wasn’t me doing the challenge”
A grin pulled on the corners of your mouth and you impulsively grabbed his face and gave him a quick kiss which took him by surprise.
“I was hoping you would say something like that”
Brian hugged you tightly but let go as soon as you heard your brothers foot steps and loud voice.
“I SWEAR I AM GOING TO MURDER THEM MYSELF LET ME GO”
He screamed as Joe and Murr tried to stop him.
“I suggest the two you you start running now!”
Joe Called out to you which you both did. Brian grabbed your hand and began to run with you to his jeep. As soon as you both were inside he locked the doors and let out a sigh before looking at you.
“Hey Y/N”
You turned to look at him with a smiled
“Yeah Brian?”
He grabbed a hold of your hand and squeezed it bit.
“Although I feel as if I know the answer I’d like to take you out to dinner before I ask a girl to be mine”
You couldn’t have been happier all you did was grin and kiss his cheek
“I’d like that a lot”
You responded as he turned on his car to get away from your crazed brother.
“Good me too”

calfreezy x reader imagine: it’s just a prank bro!  (i had to lolol im sorry)

REQUESTED:  “Could you do a Calfreezy imagine where he’s planning to pull a prank on (Y/N) by telling her he cheated but she instantly sees the camera and to get back at him she tells him it’s okay because she cheated on him or something like that? And after its just sweet and fluffy. Thank you!”

“Y/N, can I talk to you for a hot sec?” 

Callum leaned his head round the door frame of his bedroom where I was sitting in his bed, scrolling through twitter on my laptop whilst he filmed a Q&A in the other room. He had originally asked me to join him however I declined, not wanting to make an appearance whilst feeling as rough as I did on this day. Last night was New Years; and I remembered absolutely nothing. Not even midnight. For all I know, Callum could have kissed any other girl in the room at midnight and I literally would have not an inkling. This, of course, didn’t leave me feeling in best condition for the first day of the year.

“Sure,” I responded to Callum. “Are you done filming?”

“Yeah.” He answered. I made space in his bed for him to come over however he declined.

“No, in the lounge.”

“Oh Callum why?” I groaned, uncomfortable with the idea of leaving his bed being it was cold and bright outside of this room. 

“I know baby I know, but it’s serious and I don’t want Harry to hear, which he will if I talk to you about it in here.”

“Okay..” I rubbed my head, slightly concerned. “Just give me a minute to adjust.”

“Whatever you wish,” he smiled before leaving the room. I went to log out of twitter when I noticed he had tweeted only a couple of minutes before. The tweet read something about pulling one final prank before the Q&a ended. I logged out, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion as I realised he had told me it was already over, and as I was dry, clean and not physically jumping him, no pranks had been pulled on me as far as I was aware. I stood anyway, stretching. I was wearing only one of Cal’s weezy shirts and my underwear. I contemplated putting on extra clothes but decided against it.

“This better be good, my everything kills.” I warned Callum as I made my way into the lounge. He was sat on a chair in front of the balcony window, another chair next to him reserved for me. He looked nervous. I took my seat, looking up at him.

Behind him, taped to the TV i instantly noticed a go pro. I squinted my eyes to focus on it. Was I being recorded?

“So Y/n,” Cal began to speak, interrupting my thoughts as I looked at him. “Obviously last night was New Years, and we had a party, in this very flat.”

“Yes?” I questioned. “Why are you telling me this, I know, I was there..”

“But you were extremely intoxicated were you not?”

“Well yeah..”

He looked down, his hands clasped together. 

“Last night..I kissed someone else. I cheated. I’m sorry.”

I turned away from him, feeling my heart drop. I looked over at the door contemplating whether or not to just get up and leave when I saw another camera, taped to the top of the door. Then everything made sense: the tweet, the go pro. I was being pranked. 

I looked down, smirking. This should be fun.

“Cal..” I looked back up at him. “I’m so glad were on the same page.”

“I’m so sorry- wait, what?”

“I’m glad you did, because I did too.”

“Y/N? You did what? Are you still drunk why aren’t you mad?”

“Cal,” I grabbed his hand in mine. “At midnight, I kissed Simon. I’m so sorry.”

“Y/n? Are you fucking serious?”

His face paled, jaw wide open. His reaction was priceless. 

“Cal you kissed someone too! it’s alright, we’re even!”

“No we’re not fucking even! You cheated!” He stood up.

“Cal I’m sorry, I was just so drunk and you look so alike..I thought it was you!”

He stood still, his fists clenched. Suddenly his face screwed up.

“You thought he was..Y/N are you pranking me?”

I couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped my mouth as I jumped up onto Cal, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He stood completely still faking anger, although he couldn’t stop the smile that made it’s way onto his face. I planted small kisses all over his neck.

“I GOT YOU YOU FUCK!” I exclaimed through a laugh. “WHO GOT PRANKED NOW BITCH?”

“YOU FUCKING MADE MY HEART DROP!”

He placed his large hands on my waist, squeezing me before he began tickling me. I giggled into his neck as he carried me over to the sofa and threw me down upon it, still tickling me. When I begged him to stop he didn’t and so I pulled his shirt. He lowered himself onto me and our lips met, smiling against eachother. 

“I love you you fuck,” I whispered into him.

“I love you too.” He replied before kissing me once more. I ran my hands through his hair as he climbed on top of me, his hands still on my waist, briefly coming in contact with the lace of my underwear.

“Oh Jesus get a room you two.” Harry groaned, entering the room suddenly.

“Oops.”

MariChat May
Day 10: What if…
Words: 903

He walked along the fence of her balcony, he would be pacing if he didn’t have to be careful about the balance. The wind flicks his hair away from his eyes and finally he looks over at Marinette who is slumped in her balcony chair, a blanket over her shoulder and a dull look in her eyes. His frustration is nearly high enough to call her out on it, but he can’t.

It’s not what she needs.

Finally, he stops pacing, balances his staff on the balcony and turns to look at her. She flinches.

‘I’m sorry’ he could say, but that would imply that he was wrong and while he didn’t believe he was wrong about what he did, he knows he shouldn’t have done it the way he did.

She was walking alone, on the edge of the eiffel tower, the drop to the earth 3 inches away from her foot. As soon as he saw someone who wasn’t dressed in red and black walking so close to the edge he assumed the worst and raced up with his muscles burning and mind racing telling him to go faster.

As soon as he’d seen it was Mari his eyesight went blurry and he couldn’t think to do anything except for yank her from the edge and hold her so tightly that she whimpered in pain. The fear coursing through his veins had made it hard for him to let go, but he did loosen his grip, and they sat on the eiffel tower, her in his lap. His lungs ached with how hard he was breathing, how close he was to a panic attack.

He’s still shaking now, body tired from the strain he had already put it through trying to get them both down to the ground.

He had meant to say ‘How did you get up there?’ but the fear in his lungs had said ‘Are you out of your mind?’

He had meant to say, ‘I was so worried, are you okay?’

Instead he asked ‘What the hell is wrong with you?’

She answered, ‘I’m fine. I can keep my balance.’

Walking her home he had wanted to say ‘You can’t do that, you don’t have powers like me.’

‘You can’t do anything!’

She didn’t answer him after that, retreating into herself and gaining the far away look that is on her face even now.

While he was encased in his thoughts even more tears had started falling down her face,

“I can’t do anything!” she growls to herself, self loathing loaded in every word, Chat can feel his heart break.

“Princess, I hadn’t meant-”

“But you’re right! I-I can’t do… anything!”

The black cat jumps off of his place on the balcony and stands in front of her chair before squatting to be eye level.

She’s still looking down at her hands, that are clasped and wringing in each other making the skin a mottled pink.

“Princess, please look at me.”

She won’t.

“Princess. Please.”

He needs her to look at him, he needs to know what’s going on in her brain, he needs to know how to fix it.

“Princess I need you to look at me.” he whispers.

She looks up at him slowly and stops right below his eyes, he uses a finger on her chin to raise her the rest of the way.

“What if you had fallen? I can’t lose you.”

He wasn’t supposed to make confessions like this, he knows. His princess has another prince she’s after, and he is not it.

But what if he never gets to tell her?

She’s still looking numb and far away. His brash statement still running rampant in her head.

He does the only thing he can think of doing in that moment, when her lips are so close to his thumb and she’s looking at him as though the world is going to shatter and they’ll be hanging on, cutting their hands on the sharp edge.

He leans forward, a hairs breath away, head tilted and looks down at her lips with half lidded eyes.

He could say something.

‘Princess, I’m going to kiss you.’ pounds against his skill like the bass of his song for her.

Nothing sounds right, so, heart resting in her shaky hands he pushes the last bit forward.

She’s not quite kissing him back, but he nudges his nose against her cheek and strokes her chin with his fingers. Her lips are soft, and dry. More chapped than his where she’s bitten she skin off but not unpleasant. He presses harder, slides his lips against hers and breaks in her arms.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I can’t-” he says. The tears in his eyes finally spilling over to mix with hers. “I can’t lose you.”

‘I LOVE YOU.’ he wants to scream.

Her hand touches his cheek lightly and he pulls back, biting more apologies down.

“Goodnight, princess.” and he rocks back onto his heels before standing up. He’s so afraid he’s going to have to leave like that, standing in a deafening silence and end up at home without the nerve to come back, end up at school unable to look her in the eye.

“Chat?” she calls. He whirls around like a pet at her beck and call.

‘Tell me you love me.’ his brain begs.

“Don’t forget movie night tomorrow.”

It feels the same.