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A heavy blast from the latest akuma crumbled the top of a nearby building.
Luka grabbed his sister and her girlfriend, determined to get them as far as he could from the action. To his gratitude, they seemed to be of the same mind, racing behind him as he led the way toward a safer section of Paris.
Something flashed in his peripheral vision, causing him to turn his head. He glanced back and felt his heart clench tight.
Beneath the crumbling rooftop, Chat Noir worked to move the last few stragglers out of harm’s way. He’d managed to push the final one out when the roof’s ledge landed where he stood.
“Keep going,” he shouted at Juleka and Rose, already turning around and racing back to where he’d seen Chat. Under his breath, he chanted, “Please, be alright.”
Shoving aside bits and chunks, he dug through the rubble, seeking the hero’s location.
“Chat Noir?” He shouted the name over and over.
A clawed hand crawled into sight near the center of the rubble. A choked voice calling, “Here. I’m here.”
Forgetting caution, Luka worked harder, pushing and shoving more debris aside until he could clasp that beloved hand in his own. He wiped away the loose dirt and gravel from Chat’s face to whisper, “Found you.”
Chat grinned though it gave way to a grimace. “Yeah, you did.”
“God, Adrien, what am I going to do with you?” A lump clogged his throat, preventing further words from passing his lips. He swallowed hard, doing his best to show the man he loved how strong he could be.
“Didn’t mean to scare you,” Adrien muttered between gasping breaths. “I’ll be fine. Just need to Cataclysm this and I’ll be out in no time.”
“Can I help?”
Adrien nodded. “My right hand is pinned by something. Can you see what it is?”
Luka took care stepping around the debris surrounding the superhero. His heart couldn’t handle the thought of hurting the man he loved, squeezing tighter in his chest with each step he took. Once he reached Adrien’s other side, he dug until he caught sight of his hand.
His heart lodged into his throat. It hurt to say the words, but he managed, whispering, “Wriggle your fingers.”
Adrien looked concerned but concentrated. A new grimace pinched his features with each finger, but he persevered until he succeeded.
Luka exhaled, tears stinging his eyes. Clearing his throat, he rasped, “Okay. Hold on.”
It took far more strength than he’d thought he possessed to lift the medium-sized chunk of roof off Adrien’s wrist, but he did it. He dragged the piece several centimeters away, keeping it clear of rolling back on Adrien or himself.
“Thanks. That’s much better.” Adrien’s brows furrowed at the sight of his wrist. “Here goes nothing.”
Magic bubbled from his hand, letting loose his Cataclysmic power on the rest of the rubble and reducing it to ash around them.
Luka reached out and lifted Adrien to his feet.
Not caring about the situation raging beyond their position, he tugged on the bell around Adrien’s neck, dragging him closer. Luka’s lips locked with Adrien’s, sealing them in a kiss neither would soon forget. Love and promise poured between them.
Luka pulled away at the warning beep coming from Adrien’s ring.
“You better hurry. Ladybug might need your help.”
Adrien pressed a quick kiss to Luka’s lips, a smile lighting up his eyes. “I’ll see you soon.”
“You better,” Luka called to Adrien’s fading back.
He headed toward the place where he’d left his sister and her girlfriend, knowing Adrien would keep his word.