“The thing where you don’t want to admit you were wrong so you try to talk your way around it until I’m bored enough to just agree with you,” Chloe sighed, looking at her fingernails.
“First of all, ouch, good to know you’re listening to me when I talk, I love you too, and second, I really do have good reasoning here.”
Chloe tried not to smile and leaned back against the couch cushion, getting comfortable. “Lay it on me, Red.”
“I still think Chat Noir is Adrien and I can tell you why.”
Chloe held up a hand. “And you still want to do this even though we literally just saw Chat Noir and Adrien standing right next to each other?”
“While we were fighting a cloning akuma!” Nathaniel exclaimed, waving his hands. “It’s still possible.
“And which one was the clone?”
Nathaniel frowned. “Well…”
“Because Chat was obviously still Chat and Adrien was very clearly Adrien so?” Chloe prodded smugly.
“And Chat was with us the entire time and we never saw him get hit with the cloning ray. Even if he had, there would have been two Chats, not a Chat and a whoever Chat is when he isn’t Chat.”
“Well, maybe, but–”
“Besides that,” Chloe continued, “do you really expect me to believe that Adrien Agreste, who is obviously perfect has been out moonlighting as a hero for the past three years and no one has figured it out?” She quirked an eyebrow. “The same Adrien whose picture is all over the place. The same Adrien who travels all the time. That Adrien is the one we see weekly in black leather?”
Nathaniel frowned, shoulders slumping. “When you put it like that…”
Chloe smiled, leaning forward and pinching his bottom lip. “There’s the pouty face I love so much.”
“You take way too much joy in proving me wrong,” he replied dryly, kissing her thumb in fond exasperation.
“You should’ve seen his face,” Queen B laughed, kicking her heels against the bricks as she looked over the city. “He was so sure he had you all figured out.”
Chat Noir chuckled. “You could have let him know he was right, Chlo. I really don’t mind.”
She waved a hand. “Oh, I will at some point, but he does this adorable pouty thing when he’s wrong and I can’t resist.”
Chat Noir shook his head with a grin. “Poor Nath.”
“Oh, please, he’s got it awesome. He’s dating me,” she preened.
He rolled his eyes. “It was a bit of a surreal experience, that’s for sure. Although I’m glad a lot of people were around. Should keep my identity safe for a while longer anyway.”
“Don’t think I didn’t notice how reluctant Ladybug was to do the Cure, Furface. You guys disappeared with your convenient clone a bit too long before that happened, if I remember correctly.”
Chat Noir flushed. “I don’t have any idea what you mean, Queenie.”
“All I’m saying is if we get another one of those cloning things, I’m demanding a turn.”
“You want two Nathaniels?”
“What?! Of course not. As much as I love him, one is more than enough, but the world could definitely use at least two of me. And then I could relax while the other Chloe took care of all the fighting and work and not as much fun stuff.”
Chat Noir held back a laugh as he nudged his shoulder against hers. “Never change, Chloe.”
(a/n: BLESS U I LOVE THIS PROMPT ASRA IS A GOOD BOY)
21. “I’m better when I’m with you.”
You’re humming softly while you stand in front of the stove, watching carefully the pancakes slowly bubbling on the pan. Out of the corner of your eye, you catch sight of a hand dipping towards the batter. Without blinking, your spatula slaps it away.
Asra laughs, dancing away and coming back to your other side, leaning against the counter. “Not even a taste?” he teases.
“Not even,” you confirm, tapping his nose with your spatula. He wrinkles it adorably, making you smile. He looks so at ease, here - it floors you how in his element he always is, navigating the world with an ease you envy, inhabiting his body without a single shred of unease. You feel clunky and awkward next to him, but he is never far behind those thoughts with soft kisses and quiet reassurances -
Like now, as he sidles up to you and wraps his arms around your waist, his chest to your back. You focus back on the pancakes. His hair tickles your neck as he leans down to press kisses to your cheeks, your forehead, any part of you he can reach.
“I’m better when I’m with you,” he says, apropos of nothing. Something melancholy coils in his words, sad and bittersweet.
You frown, nudging his head up and turning in his hold. “You’re good as you are, Asra.”
He smiles back at you, but there’s something there, an edge of sadness you can’t name. He peppers your face in kisses, stopping you from speaking again. “Well, if you say it, it must be so,” he sighs, kissing you soundly.
You search his face - nothing. Just calm contentment. You nod, pleased, and kiss him again before turning back to the pancakes.
I wonder if the heart eyes are even more obvious in real life than in pics 😂 cause it’s ridiculously cute just in pics
i wouldn’t doubt it. his entire face when he looks at jimin just shows his emotions? like, his eyes scrunch up and i can legit see the adoration pouring from them. His smile becomes so soft and big. and it’s jsut so cute. i wouldn’t doubt if his hearteyes were magnified irl
Just a quick little fic I wrote bc fluff and no other reason.
The air outside was bright and beautiful. Shiroe was actually more than happy to be out, commenting on how nice the weather was. I smiled sweetly, lacing my fingers through his and watching his cheeks turn a soft pink. “Thanks for coming out with me today, baby. I feel like I haven’t gotten to see much of you these past few days,” I said, softly and pulling him a bit closer.
“Yeah… I needed a break. I’m also sorry about that.”
His nervous chuckle as scute.
I shook my head, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
“Don’t worry about it. I know you’re really busy. Besides, it makes days like this more eventful.”
not my favorite │ average │ cute │ adorable │ best │ ultimate fave
WOW…. GOOSHY LAD! the fun fluffy antennae… the crooked meandering smile… the green cheeks! the simple, un-malicious eyes. and of course the goosh. looks like a lad i’d like to carry around in a salad bowl.
i bet if i threw them, they’d stick to a flat surface! but i wouldn’t, because they don’t have a mean bone in their body. not that they have any bones in their body, probably.
not my favorite │ average │ cute │ adorable │ best │ ultimate fave
my favorite things about bulbasaur are her mischievous and sweet smile, her two little teeth, and her little claws! so petite but deadly. i want to give her a pedicure. bulbasaur is the kind of pokemon you should take to the spa and give a nice day out. i’d like to see a bulbasaur in a sunhat.
i think garlic is very tasty so she gets additional points for the green one on her back. i like the ears? the horns? the points on her head. she looks very kind and fun to hang out with. what a great boy your bulbasaur is!