章節 144: Alya x Cat Noir Fan Blogger! Reader
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"So tell me, (Y/n), Alya. The public wants to know: Are you secretly dating?"
You were typing away at your blog, adding and cutting things. Ig scouts were going to check your site out you had better make it perfect. Then you thought back to Alya's blog.
The Ladyblog.
She was your rival and y'all hated each other. You could never decide on which superhero was the best. You chose Cat and she, Ladybug.
"(Y/n), five more minutes until dinner. Hurry up." You finished your last thought and slammed your conputer shut. "Coming!"
The next day was total chaos! Everyone was reading the Ladyblog. Somehow Alya had snagged a private interview with Ladybug.
There was a simple solution for that. You would get private interviews with Cat Noir, and an autographed photo of him. "Everything alright, (Y/n)?"
You looked up to see Adrien staring at you. You noticed you had been glaring at your paper. "Y-yeah, sorry."
"Are you still upset about the Ladyblog," he asked. You kept silent and didn't move. "If it makes things any better, I like your blog."
You gave him a small smile and thanked him. "And...I could help you." You furrowed your eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"
He drew a deep breath and averted his gaze. "I can arrange a private interview with Cat Noir, or anything you need." Your eyes looked at him hopefully and you clasped your hands.
"Really? You would do that?" He chuckled at your enthusiasm and nodded his head. "My house, this afternoon- no, noon. We'll be at lunch and I want it to look like he just came in for an interview."
"O-ok. I'll see what I can do."
Needless to say Alya was super jealous. She demanded to have a meeting with Ladybug and do something that would blow your idea out of the water. She wouldn't even look at you.
Which was totally fine with you. If Alya wanted to be like that she could be like that. There was a knock on the front door.
Your went to answer it and saw the most unlikeliest of people. " Nadia Chamakh? What are you doing here," you asked the smiling woman. "Hello, Miss (Y/n). I'm here on account of your blog. The...Cat Blog?"
Your eyes filled with joy. "Yes! Yes, that's it!" She gave a slight laugh.
"Great. Would you mind coming down to the station to answer some questions?" You could barely contain your excitement. "I would love to! When?"
"Oh, right now."
You walked into the station amd sat down on one of the seats. Nadia sat across from you and kept checking the time. "Um...are we waiting for someone else?"
She glanced at you a little nervously. "Y-yes, if that's alright." You gave her a smile and nodded your head.
"I'm here! Sorry, I'm late! My-"
And you both locked eyes. "Alya..." You glared at her and watched as she sat down.
"What is she doing here," you both asked simultaneously. Nadia sweat dropped and groaned. "We're on in five...four..," the cameramen informed.
"And go."
Nadia turned to the camera and waved. "Hello, I'm Nadia Chamakh. And today I have, here with me, (Y/n) (L/n) and Alya Césaire, owners and founders of the Ladyblog and Cat Blog." She then turned to y'all.
"Today we'll be asking questions your fans have for you. Remember, answer honestly." She pulled up some videos and clicked on tue first one. It was Chloe.
You had to stifle a laugh. "Oh, it is on. Ok, well, you all know me. I'm Chloe Bourgeois, daughter of the mayor? Yes, well, my question is for that stupid Alya girl. You know so much about Ladybug. Do you know her identity?" Alya growled at what she called her.
"No, Chloe. I do not." Nadia clicked the next video. Surprisingly it was Adrien. "Um, hey. I have a question for (Y/n). Why'd you go with Cat Noir over Ladybug?"
Ans for the next thirty minutes you answered questions. You were finding out you had a lot in common with Alya. Who knew both of your favorite food was (F/f)?
"So, (Y/n). Tell me. The public wants to know: Are you secretly dating?"
That question threw you off guard. "What? N-" But Alya cut you off.
"Yes, we are." You turned to her with your eyes as wide as saucers. "We are? Since-"
She cut you off by giving you s light peck. "Since now." Your cheeks heated and you passed out.
"(Y/n)!"
"What an unexpected change of events that has happened tonight. Stay tuned to uncover more secrets about these two and their idols. I'm Nadia Chamakh, your Paris mews reporter. Oh, I said mews, I've been reading the Cat Blog." Then the camera went off and Alya brought you back to the couch, seeing as you fell off. "I'm so sorry, (Y/n)."
Then you threw your arms around her and surprised her. You didn't reslly pass out. You just wanted to get this over with.
"Don't worry, Alya. I was just doing that to speed this show up." She huffed and rolled her eyes. "Come on. Let's go."
When y'all walked outside there were a lot of people, most likely fans, cheering. Alya grabbed your hand and led you through the maze of people. "So, um, why did you do that," you asked.
Alya blushed and didn't answer. You kept quiet too. "Wanna get some doughnuts?"
Oh that's right! Tha bakery was still open. "Sure. Maybe Marinette will give us some for free."
When you got there you got some cake snd doughnuts. They were pretty good. You were sitting across from Alya when she looked at you.
She kissed you and smirked. You blushed intensely and asked, "Wh-what was that for?" She laughed and sighed.
"You had frosting on your lips."
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