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It was midnight, and at this time, you were meant to be asleep.
However, despite your best efforts to try and force yourself to fall asleep, you had failed. You felt too queasy and your anxiousness caused by the knowledge of knowing what was to come, overwhelmed you. You applied more force into your bite on your lips, and your grip on your duvet covers tightened. You had hid your entire body under your duvet, in hopes to feel safer and protected from him.
Speaking of the devil, there was a gentle knock on the window of your room, and you heard loud breathing which would have caused a spot on the window to fog.
You whimpered, and curled yourself into a smaller fetus than you already were. Your were lying on your side so that your back was facing the window. Your eyes were clamped shut in fear and you hoped that he would buy your acting of being asleep.
Obviously knowing that he would receive no answer from you, Chat Noir opened your window by himself like he had learned to, and entered your room.
His green eyes were uncomfortably luminous in the darkness of your room. They glowed like the green paw on his ring.
Silently, like the creature of the night he was meant to be, he walked towards your bed. His tail was dragged behind him on the wooden floor of your room. The tail stained the floor with blood.
Chat Noir stopped walking once he was beside your bed and hovered above your laid fetus form. He stared down at you with apathetic brilliant eyes.
“I bought white roses for you today,” Chat Noir said, his stoic voice sending shivers down your spine.
He settled the flowers in his hand on the bedside table beside him.
“They were just like you: pure, innocent and wonderful. That’s why I bought them. But then, there was an akuma attack,” He continued, as he pushed his gloved hand underneath your duvet covers.
Your lips quivered.
“It took a really long time for Ladybug and I to defeat him. So much time, it took all the time I was going to spend with you,” He said, and you felt his hand settle on your hip, causing goosebumps to arise.
“And now you are asleep. The akuma stole you away from me. And that is one thing, that I cannot forgive,” Chat hissed, as he snuck his gloved hand underneath your shirt and touched your skin.
You expected to feel his cold sharp claws which had been touched by the coldness of the dark night outside. You expected the coldness of his claws on your skin to make you shiver and whimper which would allow Chat to realize that you were awake and lead the situation to who knows where.
Instead of feeling what you thought, you felt the sensation of a warm thick liquid on your skin.
Your eyes shot open in horror and you felt your breath get stuck in your throat.
Chat leaned down to your ear, as he began to move his hand up the curve of your stomach, and towards your breasts. Meanwhile, the blood on his hand stained your naked skin where he touched.
Chat licked your earlobe before a menacing grin appeared on his face, and his sharp white upper canine teeth gleamed in the dark dangerously.
“I punished him and coated the white roses in his blood. Now, they are even more beautiful because they represent my love for you. I hope that they are to your liking, mon amou .”