ML Fluffmas: Marichat #30 Snowed In
Fluffmas Writing Prompts – Accepting until the end of December
Requested by: @miraculouslb97
Sorry for the late answers been busy with school and christmas travels!
When the snow started it came down softly barely sticking to any spot it landed to but it soon became heavy and shortly it was near blizzard conditions. Chat Noir had picked the wrong day to venture out on his own at night and was now paying the price quite dearly. He wasn’t too far from home but with the way the wind was blowing the thick snow around him he wasn’t sure he would be able to last much longer. The snow was so thick he had trouble seeing the next building he was jumping too. Finally Chat decided it was too risky to make the trek home. That being said it was much too cold for him to wait out the storm on a random rooftop and his suit wasn’t exactly meant for these conditions. Chat’s teeth were chattering uncontrollably and his body shook violently. He needed to find shelter and a warm fire place as soon as possible. He searched the area around him not sure where to go to hide and having trouble seeing too far in front of him finally he spotted one glowing building close enough to make the next jump and as luck would have it the glowing building happened to be the home of a friend of his, Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
Chat landed on her balcony with a thud, his legs having given out from beneath him. He rapped desperately at her trap door praying that she was home. To his relief the trap door opened up a gust of warm air coming up to greet him. Chat didn’t wait to be invited in he simply slunk in through the trap door and collapsed onto her bed shivering. Marinette quickly shut the trap door and stared at him in shock.
“E-evening P-P-Purrincess. M-m-mind if I w-wait out the s-s-storm here?” Chat chattered.
“Chat Noir! What were you doing out in that storm?” Marinette fretted as she bound over to a corner of her room gathering blankets up in her arms.
“W-w-w-wasn’t th-that b-b-bad earlier,” Chat stuttered. Marinette rushed over to him wrapping him in blanket after blanket. Chat’s body felt numb but her warm hands brushing against him practically burned with warmth. It took what little willpower Chat had left not to pull her to him. Marinette gently touched his face her eyes full of concern.
“Chat you’re freezing! How long were you out there?” Marinette worried.
“A f-f-few hours I-I th-think. I-I-It’s hard t-to rem-me-member,” Chat’s speech was slurred and broken up. Marinette wasn’t sure if the suits could come off without detransforming but she tried unclipping his glove and to her surprise it came off easily in her hands. Chat’s hands were like ice and were an unhealthy shade of white. Chat’s teeth continued to chatter through blue tinted lips. Marinette worried about how cold he was. Chat’s eyes drooped. His breathing was shallow. Marinette knew the signs of hypothermia and although Chat’s condition wasn’t mild if he didn’t warm up fast he would be in trouble.