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Ever since Viktor came into Yuuri’s life, it’s been one never ending chain of surprises. Because with Viktor’s first appearance, things started to get… out of hand.
Oh, don’t get him wrong, he loves what’s happened, but still, for a 16 year old boy with an unhealthy crush for his classmate and obsession with food, a bracelet and a Kwami named Vicchan only complicates things. Fighting crime is fun, but time consuming and even though Yuuri loves Vicchan with all his heart, sometimes he does wish his Kwami would not transform him into a Ladybug… the mask he can live with. The skintight outfit and the flashy red color with black dots… not so much.
He would have resigned… weren’t it for his best friend Phichit who loves superheros with a passion and his… partner.
Yuuri couldn't deny that his partner definitely helped.
Valentine’s day started out brilliantly. Viktor’s love letter that landed in the trash obviously talked about him - according to Phichit - and he send his response with the mail - again, without Phichit likely not to have happened.
But of course it was only Yuuri’s luck that everything came crashing down.
Yuuri’s heart is still beating wildly while hanging upside down on his string, hidden behind a building as Dark-Cupid flies past. That had been close. He’s already thinking about a way to capture this new Akuma when a smooth voice calls out.
“Falling for me already, my Prince?”
Craning his neck, he spots Cat-Noir standing on his baton, lounging lazily against the brick wall, silver hair artfully tousled and falling over his black mask like always. A small smile fills Yuuri’s face as he lets his partner help him from his string onto his baton, Noir’s words filling his ears. “I have to talk to you…”
Very bad timing, Kitty.
Yuuri interrupts him, more pressing matters on his mind. “It has to wait, Dark Cupid…”
A finger on his lips startles him silent, intense blue eyes boring into his, silver hair tickling his forehead as Cat-Noir brings their faces even closer.
Yuuri’s eyes widen at the proximity, always startled when Noir does something like this and even more so at his partners next words.
“I swore to myself to tell you as soon as I saw you… Ladybug… I… I lo…” Blue eyes widen, a panicked expression taking over his cat’s face. “Look out!!!”
Yuuri can’t even comprehend the next moment, everything flying by too fast. His body is grabbed and turned around, he feels Cat-Noirs Body coiling around him, shielding him as he senses the impact of Dark Cupid’s arrow, instantly knowing what happened and heart dropping into his stomach. No… no, this can’t be happening!
“Cat-Noir!”
Claws dig into his shoulders and Yuuri feels his partners body shuddering against him just moments before he speaks again. “Ladybug… I… I… loathe you!! ”
Just Great.
Cat-Noir really went all out, his cataclysm much too close for comfort as Yuuri dodges yet another attack and throws his lucky charm sticky apple at Dark Cupid, hindering him from shooting more arrows for the time being, buying himself some time to deal with his evilized partner, Mr. Cialdini’s words still swimming in his head “ The prince breaks the spell by kissing the princess”.
Here goes nothing, he has a friend to save.
Cat-Noir’s right hand is still sizzling with his active spell, normally mischievous blue eyes hardened with hatred and pink lips turned deep black. Yuuri wastes no time and launches himself at him, tumbling along the ground and frustratingly groaning as Cat-Noir comes out on top, his heavier build pinning him down, right hand raised for the kill.
“Finally I am going to find out who you are, Ladybug… Your little secret will be out of the bag.”
It’s just Yuuri’s lucky stars that his kitty is not watching his hands, his heart trying to gallop out of his chest as he grabs Cat-Noir’s face and janks him down, his lips firmly pressed against darkened ones.
He thinks nothing of his skyrocketing heartbeat, nothing of Cat-Noir melting against him, the spell from the arrow breaking. It’s just his job after all… right?
It’s just his luck Cat-Noir remembers nothing of it.