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XY’s Muse
The plan is finally in action
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Chapter 14
The plan was a bit far-fetched, even by Ladybug’s standards. It was sloppy and rushed but she hoped that it would work.
If not, then everything good that’s been happening to her for the past few weeks might just crumple beneath her fingers once again.
And she refused to have that happen.
Her talk with Alya calmed her nerves for a little but now they were back in full swing. It was as if someone poured a bucket of ice-cold water on her in the middle of winter.
Ladybug shut her eyes, counting to ten as she did the breathing exercises Master Fu taught her.
She unclenched her fists and forced her whole body to relax. She’s got this.
If she can face akumas ten times her size alone then she can face Chat Noir.
Right?
She shook her head, “Stop it Marinette.” she scolded herself, “Those types of thoughts will only set you back. Remember what Xavier told you?”
Ladybug felt the corners of her mouth twitch at the mention of the musician. “You got this,” she whispered once again. “You’re gonna defeat Chat Noir and then you’ll defeat Hawk Moth and then you’ll finally tell Xavier that you’re ready to date and then you’ll punch Lila in the face.”
She grabbed the picnic basket, clenching on it tightly as she took one more breath in.
“You got this.”
Throwing her yoyo at the closest building, she began to swing and make her way towards the Eiffel Tower. The same tower where she knows that a certain cat would be waiting for her.
She felt the wind blowing in her face but instead of the exciting rush it used to give her, it only made the knot in her stomach continue to tighten.
It only took her a few minutes to reach the top of the tower.
Ladybug took in her final deep breath. She wished that it took longer.
“M’lady.” a voice said behind her, “I knew you would come to your senses.”
Ladybug didn’t have to turn around for her to know that Chat was smirking. She shut her eyes for a few seconds before gathering up enough courage to turn around.
Chat Noir licked his lips the moment her eyes met his and the way he was looking at her made Ladybug feel like she was nothing but an object to him. An object that belonged to him.
Where did everything go wrong?
Chat Noir, the one person in the world that she thought she could trust with everything, was nothing but a monster deep down. He was worse than Hawk Moth could ever be.
With Hawkmoth, at least she knew that he was a villain. She knew what he wanted and the lengths that he would go to get it.
But with Chat, Ladybug didn’t know.
He was manipulative. He would make you feel special with his words in order to sink his claws into your brain, hoping that with enough flattery, he could make you do everything he wanted.
He was a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Chat Noir walked closer towards her, each step purposely louder than the last.
His eyes stared at her deeply. As if she was a snack that he couldn’t wait to eat.
She forced a smile onto her face, “Hey, kitty.”
“Hey, bugaboo.” Chat cupped her face, tracing her jawline with his claws.
Ladybug froze and this time she couldn’t hold back her shudder. She saw Chat smirk and he pressed his fingernails even harder against her skin. If he pushed it an inch deeper, he would draw blood.
She could see the threat for what it was. One wrong move and he could tear her skin open.
Ladybug let him have this ‘victory’ for a few more seconds before leaning away, gently taking her hands off her face. “Let’s eat first, shall we, Chaton?”
She purposely made her voice lower, more seductive, when she said the last word. She needed his guard to be lowered.
“Whatever you want, m’lady.” Chat smirked and for a few seconds, she felt her heart stop.
That was the same smirk he used whenever he told a bad pun. The same smirk he gave her whenever they outsmarted the akuma. The same smirk that used to give her comfort now made her feel like ants were crawling all over her body.
She felt his cold hand tightly gripping her wrist.
It was a warning and a reminder.
She gave him the brightest smile she could muster, “Lead the way.”
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Alya’s surprised. But then again, could you blame her?
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Chapter 13
Alya didn’t know whether she was gonna jump in excitement or cry because of exhaustion.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng is Ladybug.
Marinette is Ladybug.
Her best friend is Ladybug.
Oh my fucking god.
Marinette chose Alya to be Rena Rogue.
Marinette trusted Alya with a miraculous.
Without even thinking about it, she threw herself at her best friend, giving her the tightest hug she could. God knows that Marinette needed it.
“Alya,” Mari gasped, arms flailing. “I can’t breathe.”
Her face turned sheepish, “Oops.” she apologized, “I just thought that you needed another hug.”
Marinette gave Alya a reassuring smile, “It’s fine. Just try not to kill me next time. Please.”
The word kill and next time we're running around her head dangerously. Her eyes flashed with anger and Alya’s pretty sure that something showed in her face because Marinette tensed up.
Alya glared at her friend, “Sit.” she commanded, her voice had her listen-to-me-or-i'll-make-you-regret-it-tone.
Marinette followed with no hesitation. She knew better than to challenge Alya when she was in this type of mood.
Which is good. Really good.
Because Alya was mad. Fire was roaring through her ears and all she could see was red.
First, Chat Noir hurt Ladybug. Her hero.
And now she finds out that Ladybug was Marinette this whole time. One of the sweetest girls that Alya has ever met. Alya’s best friend. Due to common sense, that meant that Chat Noir also hurt Marinette.
Alya was going to burn that cat, chop him into pieces, slice his throat open, and ruin his reputation so hard that he would never recover. Not necessarily in that order.
Alya scoffed as if the mangy alley cat would even survive. He wouldn’t get a chance to fucking recover.
He hurt someone Alya cared about.
This meant war.
She glanced at Marinette. The poor thing was staring at Alya like she was going to explode which was… fair. But Alya wasn’t going to explode at Marinette. She was going to explode at Chat Noir. There was a difference. A big difference.
She forced herself to calm down. As much as Alya wanted Marinette to know her step-by-step plan of ruining Chat Noir, she also knew that her best friend didn’t need any more stress in her life.
Alya sat next to her once again, gripping Marinette’s hand in order to comfort her. “Is there anything you want to talk about?” she couldn’t help but ask. “Not as Alya and Ladybug, but as Marinette and Alya.”
Marinette was hesitant, but she still nodded, causing Alya to inaudibly sigh with relief. She might not be able to physically help Marinette with her problem with Chat Noir, but at least she could help mentally. And sometimes, that was what mattered the most.
They sat in a tense, yet somehow comfortable silence for a few seconds before Marinette spoke up, her voice quivering as if she’s scared that Alya would judge her for what she would say.
Alya couldn’t do anything but give her hand another reassuring squeeze.
Marinette took a deep breath, “Sometimes I- sometimes everything just feels like it’s too much. With the whole thing with Hawk Moth, then Lila, and now Chat Noir. The only time I feel like I get to relax is whenever I'm with you or Nino and Xavier.”
Alya raised an eyebrow at the last name, “Who’s Xavier?”
Marinette blushed and Alya’s never seen her so… red. Not even for Adrien. Which was good. Cause that little musty ass bitch can go to hell.
She’s still really mad at how he played everyone. Alya thought that Adrien, Nino, Marinette, and her would stay friends forever. Even if Marinette was a little awkward around the model, she always thought that Adrien found it endearing.
Maybe even cute.
But now she knows that it was just another one of his many masks to fool people. To manipulate them.
If anything, he probably made fun of them behind their backs.
“Xavier is um-” Marinette’s eyes drifted to her feet so that she didn’t have to face Alya. “It’s XY?” she suddenly exclaimed.
“You sure?”
Marinette winced, “Yes?”
“He lets you call him Xavier.”
“Yeah.”
“Why didn't you tell me that you were dating someone?” Alya teased.
Alya didn’t think it was possible but Marinette turned even redder, “We’re not- it’s not, I don’t think it’s like that.” she finished lamely.
“We’re going back to this conversation later,” Alya informed her best friend.
Her mind was going to combust with all the new information but she still couldn’t help but smile.
The internet’s been going crazy over the supposed new golden couple of Paris.
It was honestly a bit of a catastrophe and Alya hates it because Marinette is getting so much hate over it online. Maybe Alya can get Max to hack into Instagram so that she can find out who exactly is sending her friend hate. Then get their address and set their house on fire.
She can put it on her to-do list.
Chat Noir first, then Lila and Adrien, and then the people hating on Marinette.
And in between, she’ll help Marinette gain more confidence, have XY and Mari officially become boyfriend and girlfriend. Help break the internet because she’s introducing them to Paris’s new power couple, smack Lila (again), and then get some sleep.
She and Marinette talked a bit more and when it was time for Ladybug to leave, Alya immediately grabbed her phone and asked Nino to grab her a coffee.
She had her work cut out for her.
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XY’s Muse
The date is finally here
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Chapter 10
Waiting for Marinette in front of her parents’ bakery made XY feel nervous. He felt like a thousand red ants were crawling all over him and they were ready to bite him as soon as he messed something up.
He shook that thought out of his head. He was not going to mess this up. He did not have a breakdown over this date for nothing.
I got this, he repeated in his head, I got this
I will not mess this up.
I am XY, one of the most popular musicians in all of France. A small date with a gorgeous girl should not make me this nervous.
I got this.
I got this.
I got th-
XY gulped. He does not “got this”.
In front of him was Marinette in all her glory. He felt like he couldn’t breathe. Marinette was wearing an off-shoulder black and white polka-dot dress that went just right above her knees. Her hair was down and wavy. She looked like Aphrodite in disguise.
“Woah” he managed to say, “You look great.”
“Thank you.” Marinette gave him a soft, pretty smile. “You look amazing as well.”
“Did you make that dress yourself?” He couldn’t help but ask curiously.
She gave him a shy nod, “Yeah. I did. A small friend of mine actually helped me pick this.” Her dark blue eyes twinkled with delight, “I was really nervous that you would think that I looked bad.”
He stared at her in shock. “You could never look bad in anything.” He sincerely said, before smirking at her red face. XY liked it when he made the pretty dark-haired girl blush. “After all, you’re the only person I know who can pull off pigtails.”
Marinette pouted, making XY’s heartbeat beat a little faster. How can someone be this adorable? She playfully hit his arm. “So, where are we going today? Xavier.”
He turned away from her so that she couldn’t see his face heating up. She knew the effect she has on him and the way she says his name proves it. But XY knew he had the same effect on her. The blush that was on her face a few minutes ago proved it. He narrowed his eyes and smirked, their blue eyes meeting. Two can play at that game. “Follow me, princess.”
He gently grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the bakery, not bothering to look at her face. From the random noises she was making, he knew that she was flustered. It was one of his favorite traits about her.
XY ignored the people staring at them. He would normally be annoyed but this time he understood why they were all staring. Marinette looked absolutely breathtaking. He honestly didn’t know whether to smack the boys in her class or thank them.
How could anyone let a beauty like her stay single? He mentally scoffed, I guess Adrien isn’t the only blind person at that school.
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Whenever Marinette was nervous or flustered, she couldn’t form words correctly. It was like there were a million things that she wanted to say but she couldn’t bring herself to say it. It made her jumble up her words, making the things that came out of her mouth as ‘nonsense.’
She didn't know whether she felt relieved or annoyed when Xavier let go of her arm. Marinette was glad that she could get her mind to calm down so that she could speak properly but she missed the feeling of his hand on her body. It made her feel warm. It made her feel safe.
“So,” she heard Xavier ask nervously. “What do you think?”
Marinette was confused. “What do you me-” She glanced at their surroundings and it was like she forgot how to speak. It was beautiful. “Woah. This is- Woah.”
Xavier let out a small laugh that made Marinette’s stomach fill up with butterflies. “I’m guessing you like it?”
Marinette nodded in excitement. “I love it!”
Xavier led Marinette to a beautiful garden. There was a small stream flowing through the side and there were bushes covered with roses. White butterflies were flying around and landed on the flowers. It was absolutely breathtaking.
“I’m glad you like it.” he sheepishly said. “After everything you told me about the drama that you’ve had to deal with, I felt like you needed a peaceful getaway.”
Marinette’s face started to heat up. “You didn’t have to do all of this, you know. A simple movie date would’ve been fine.”
He sent her a bright smile that would have made any girl's knees buckle, “I know.” he said. “But I wanted to. You deserve nothing but the best after all.”
He held out his hand and she gladly took it. Xavier led her to a casual red and white checkered picnic blanket with a basket in the middle.
The date hasn’t even started and Marinette already wanted to kiss him.
Instead, she looked around. Noticing the lack of people, she couldn’t help but ask “Where is everyone? A beautiful place like this should have more than two people in it.”
“Oh, yeah,” Xavier said casually. “I paid the owners of this garden to make sure that no unwelcome guests arrive.”
Marinette wasn’t sure whether she wanted to hit him for wasting his money on her or hug him because it’s the sweetest thing that anyone’s ever done for her. So, she let out a small “Oh.” instead.
That caused her date to pause. “Is it too much?”
“No!” Marinette panicked, not wanting him to think that she hated it. “It’s perfect. I just wish you didn’t spend this much money on this date.”
“Oh,” Xavier said in realization. “If it helps, maybe you could think of it as me not wanting the paparazzi to interrupt my date with a beautiful girl.” He patted on the empty space next to him. “Now come on. If we wait any longer, then the food will get cold.”
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XY had no idea how long his date with Marinette lasted. In his opinion, it wasn’t long enough. He could spend all day listening to her ramble about anything.
He liked her so much. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt like this. It was like he could fly and touch the clouds. There was something about Marinette that just pulled him towards her. He felt like they instantly clicked.
He was walking Marinette home and he couldn’t help but notice the way she glowed underneath the moonlight. She was absolutely breathtaking.
He loved how they could never run out of anything to talk about. It was a breath of fresh air from the usual arguments XY always got himself into.
Whenever he was around her, he felt at balance. He didn’t know how to explain it. It was like she was good luck to his bad luck.
Marinette stopped walking and looked at him with her bluebell eyes. “We're here.”
“Yeah,” he muttered, a bit disappointed that he couldn’t spend any more time with her.
“I had a lot of fun today. Can we maybe do it again?”
His eyes suddenly met hers and he grinned. “Yeah!” he said excitedly. “Whenever you're free. I would love to hang out with you again.”
She sent him a bright smile before she leaned forward, kissing his cheek. “Great.” she hurriedly said, her face bright red. “I think I hear my parents calling me. I-better-go!” she rushed inside as XY stayed frozen in shock.
He hesitantly touched the cheek that she kissed. “Best day of my life.” he couldn’t help but whisper.
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Marinette stared at Tikki, she was about to open her mouth when her kwami interrupted her. “No Marinette,” Tikki sighed in annoyance. “XY is not Chat Noir.”
“How do you know?”
“Cause I literally know who Chat Noir is.”
“Exactly!” Marinette exclaimed. “You could be lying.”
Tikki glared at Marinette, crossing her tiny arms. “For kwami’s sake, Marinette. You’ve been asking me this ever since your date ended with Prince Charming.” Before Marinette could reply, Tikki yelled. “Just let me eat my cookies in peace!”
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