Bab 121: Rejected! Cat Noir x Reader pt.2
(A/n)- I highly recommend you read the first part to this before continuing. Thanks for reading!
"...Thank you, (Y/n)..."
You stared up at the male before you. His eyes glowed as he stood there. Your heart raced.
"I-I'm sorry, Cat! I-" "Leave it. It doesn't matter now." He took a step closer to you.
You backed away. Your legs trembled and you feared they would fail at any moment. Your breathing was rigid.
"Because you'll learn to love me, (Y/n)...one way or the other."
Your eyes widened. "Cat-!" His arms reached out like a praying mantis does its prey.
And instantly you were caged between his chest and his arms. Your feet were off the ground. You could hardly move.
You struggled against his arms. Cat only laughed. "It's useless, (Y/n). The sooner you come to terms with it, the better off you'll be."
He leapt from the window and into the night sky. He jumped along crumbling buildings, carrying you almost effortlessly. You wanted to cry out for help, but as you passed, you could tell that help would be very scarce.
It looked like something from out of a horror movie. The streets were covered in rocks and rubble. Power lines were lying, some bent and some completely gone. The buildings you were going across were hardly standing.
Most had already been destroyed. The only light came from the moon. It truly terrified you.
You glanced up at Cat and couldn't think of where you went wrong. You had done something to upset him. It was your fault, but how?
"(Y/n), I'm ba-" Marc cut himself off as he entered the room. You were nowhere to be seen.
"(Y/n)?" He looked around the room. He looked under your bed sheets, he looked around the corners, he looked behind the door.
But you weren't anywhere to be seen. Then his eyes landed on the open window. A pit of anger settled in his stomach.
"No..."
Marc stood there, staring at the gaping windows. He knew Cat had to have found you. It was only a matter of time.
Marc cursed himself for being so incompetent. He couldn't keep you safe like he said he would. And now you were gone because of his inability to protect you.
Through the open windows came a butterfly. It was dark and had an purple, electric tint to it. Marc failed to see it.
"Cat, where are we going?" you asked again. He had been ignoring you the past ten minutes. He leapt across another building.
"Cat-"
"We're going home, (Y/n). No one will bother us there." He jumped down from the roof of another building and ran along the road. You were still snugly caged between his arms.
"Home? What do you mean?" Your voice quivered as you feared his response. Cat didn't even spare you a glance.
It was silent again. Cat turned a corner. You silently wished for this to all go away.
, you thought to yourself. You wanted the goofy, fun-loving boy from before all this happened. You wanted your friend back.
But you knew that things would never be normal again. You feared for Cat more than for yourself. Whatever you did, or whatever happened, it must have been bad.
But you didn't dare ask in fear of provoking bad memories or feelings. He would probably lash out, and you'd get caught in the crossfire between him and his aggression. But you still begged the question as to where he was taking you.
Cat leapt onto a balcony. He stopped. You could finally hear the rapid beating of your heart.
He set you down on your feet but took hold of your hand. His grip was tight. You winced.
He led you inside and you were met with the (F/c) walls of your room. You were confused. Why would he take you here?
Wouldn't he prefer to take you somewhere where no one would find you? Why your house? You didn't dare to ask.
"Now things can be normal again. It'll be just like how it use to be," Cat proclaimed. "You won't leave me like you did last time." His eyes glared into yours.
"But, Cat-" "No! No more arguing! I've fixed it! Things can go back to how they were! I saved you!" He backed you up against the wall.
"Now, what do you say, (Y/n)?"
You could feel your legs trembling from beneath you. They felt like they could give out at any second. Cat was delirious!
He has completely lost it. You felt terrible. Somehow you had caused this- you had driven your friend to insanity.
"O-ok...Cat." You didn't meet his gaze. Cat smirked.
He rushed you over to your vanity and sat you down. He leaned against the wall like he would all those times ago. You still refused to look at him.
"So what are you working on, princess?" Cat scanned over your shaken form. You looked at the papers in front of you.
You had been working on some sketches the day Cat was akumatized. You were going to make a comic with Marc. But then this happened.
Tears pricked the corners of your eyes. You wiped them away before Cat noticed. "J-just some drawings..."
He peeked over your shoulder and quirked an eyebrow. "What are these for?" He took one from the finished stack.
"...It was just for fun..." You fidgeted with your hands nervously. Cat hummed in curiosity.
"Are there any of me?"
You could feel his stern gaze, his eyes watching you carefully. A cold shiver ran down your spine. You gave a curt nod.
"I-in the drawer... There are some in there." You watched as Cat reached for the top drawer. There were some papers stacked inside.
He went through them and seemed pleased. He went to ruffle your hair when there was a loud crash from the balcony's doors. You gasped.
Cat instinctively got in front of you to shield you from the potential threat. He let out a growl to scare off whoever or whatever had dropped in. You peeked from behind him to see a mix of black and white.
It was Marc! But...he was akumatized? You were confused, but didn't have time to dwell on it as the two went head to head.
"Give me my (Y/n) back!" Marc shouted. He threw a paper plane at Cat, Cat successfully dodging the attack. Cat used his staff to try to knock him off of his plane.
"Never! I won't let you take her from me! I refuse to be abandoned by anyone else!" Marc grabbed his staff and pulled it closer to him. He threw another airplane his way but he doged it again.
You looked around and found your door was open. You wondered if you could make a run for it. You bit your lip in hesitation.
They seemed to be a bit preoccupied. If you were sneaky, you could make it. You stood from your chair.
Status Power Mingguan
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