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Chat Noir moaned, doubled over with pain.
“Poor kitty,” Ladybug commiserated, rubbing circles in his lower back. “Believe me, I know what you’re going through.”
He tried to give her the evil eye, but the effect was more of pathetic misery. “Of course you do. Isn’t that the point?”
The akuma had been a girl who was angry with her boyfriend for belittling her period. She was determined to make ALL men suffer as she did. Chat had been hit early on, and did not seem to be coping well.
“You do this every month?” he whined through his teeth.
“Well, it’s not always that bad- sometimes it hurts more than others. Really, it’s the bleeding that’s the annoying part.”
Chat turned whiter under his mask. “Forgot about that.” His breath hitched as a new surge of pain hit. “I think I’m gonna be sick.”
“You’re really not. Well, probably not,” Ladybug was trying to be supportive, and failing. “Do you think ibuprofen would help? Or maybe some chocolate?”
He moaned through his teeth. “No food. And this is magical; pretty sure the drugs won’t work.”
“You know, you can sit this one out.”
“I really can’t.” Chat Noir took a shuddering breath. “Hawkmoth was out and saw us both earlier. He sees you out there alone now, he’ll come looking for me- and I’m in no shape to defend against him. Then it’ll be him and the akuma against you…”
“And I thought I was the one who came up with worst-case scenarios,” Ladybug replied. “Too bad we can’t lure him in the path of battle- I’d love for the akuma to hit him.”
Chat huffed slightly, a small smile on his face for the first time since he got hit. “I like this plan. Let’s do it.”