About an hour earlier 🐈‍⬛

"Ugh my head." Adrien woke up groggily. A throbbing pain filled his skull with a slight buzz in his ears.

He went to reach for the pitcher of water he kept by his bed, but there was an unknown weight on his body. He looked down to see a head full of brown hair sprawled on his chest. The person seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

  Looking down further, he and the mystery girl seemed to be naked. Trying to think back on what happened and who she was, he drew a blank.

  The girl stirred awake feeling that he was now up. She looked at him, sleep still heavy in her eyes. She had piercing blue eyes and flawless porcelain skin. She had a button nose and thin pink lips. Her figure was slim with minimal curves but still alluring. Adrien had to admit the girl was pretty but that was it.

  He pressed a random button hidden on his dresser.

  "Goodmorning~" She coo'd and leaned in to give him a kiss. Adrien's brows furrowed as he dodged the kiss from the random girl. She was slightly surprised by his lack of affection.

  "No offense but who are you?" The male asked, his morning voice still deep and husky. It made the girl bite her lip. She could get use to waking up to this every morning.

  She giggled at his question. Figuring he was just trying to be funny.

  "Allison silly. Don't you remember?" She slapped his chest playfully. Sitting up and straddling him. The covers just barely being held to her body.

  "No, that's why I asked." He retorted. His face was blank as he conveyed that he was dead serious. Allison scanned his face for a few seconds to see if he'd crack. But as the seconds passed her bright smile started to fade.

  "Are you serious?! You really don't remember who I am? We did a whole shoot together. We ran into each other again at the party last night and you kept hitting on me!" The brunette started to raise her voice as frustration riddled her body. The anger came from the fact that he didn't even remember her name when it's been said on multiple occasions.

  Adrien gently pushed the angry girl off of him. Last time he didn't he almost ended up with a stiletto in his throat.

  He stood up off the bed. Looking at the girl and scratching the back of his head sheepishly.

  "My bad?" He offered a half ass apology. He was so drunk off his ass last night he barely remembered his own birthday. Let alone some random model.

  The girl looked at him dumbfounded. Letting out a loud scoff, she got off the bed. Picking her discarded clothes off the ground in pure frustration.

  "You're a fucking jerk Agreste. Bringing women to your bed just to forget who they even are after a nut. I fucking hate you!" She angrily stomped around the room. The male just watching her with a bored expression as he's heard this all before.

  There was a knock at the door before it was gently pushed open.

  A relatively tall and slender older woman entered the room. She was neatly dressed in a woman's pants suit. Her black hair with a streak of red in the front was tightly pulled back into a bun. Her blue eyes covered by a pair of thick framed glasses.

  "Excuse me miss. Your Uber is outside." The older woman spoke calmly to the girl. No shock or emotion could be seen in her features as she's seen this scene many times before.

  Allison stared at the woman before sucking her teeth.

  "You're a fucking bitch. A pity the woman that actually falls in love with you." She side eyed the man before grabbing a random item in his room and throwing it at him. He easily caught it, only furthering her annoyance.

  The girl stormed out the bedroom.

  "Adrien, please put some clothes on." The older woman glanced at the young man. Rolling her eyes at the man that stood full glory.

  "Thank you Nathalie~" He blew a kiss to the women.

  Nathalie was his father's assistant. Her main job was to check up on him and make sure he arrives to photoshoots. She came every morning at the same time to do her duty. If he needed anything, he'd let her know.

  She was like an aunt to him. They had their differences when he was younger but at the end of the day, she was the closet thing he had to family.

  "Mhmm, I've left your itinerary on the counter. I'm leaving now." She waved half heartedly as she turned to leave.

  "How can you eat that?" Adrien twisted his face up at the black cat sitting on his counter and devouring a plate of cheese.

  Camembert to be exact.

  "I don't judge you for eating the shit you eat. Why judge me, huh?" Plagg looked at him with a face of annoyance. His little nose twitching as his tail swished furiously. He had cheese smeared on his face. The food clinging to his fur.

  "My bad." Adrien held his hands up and laughed.

  Plagg, if you couldn't guess was not an ordinary black cat.

  He was what one would call a Kwami. They are divine beings that are formed whenever a new abstract idea, concept, or emotion comes into existence in the universe. They give certain people powers to protect and guard the rest of the world. The first Kwami to exist is Tikki; a ladybug inspired being.

Or so they say........

Although he posed as a normal black cat in front of others, his true identity had to be hidden. He was the welder of destruction.

When Kwamis are given to chosen people, they are given the ability to use unique powers and weapons. The people that used it for good were known as hero's.

Adrien was one of those hero's, in France at least. Along with another girl. He went by the name Chat Noir. A name Plagg found ridiculous.

Despite the twos bickering, they were very close friends. They've been through thick and thin together. Only having each other to rely on.

Of course they had a partner but the two had never revealed themselves to said partner. It just never felt right.

*RING RING*

"What's up Nino?" Adrien answered his phone. The only other person he considered his best friend, popping up on his screen.

"Yooooo my boy! You still alive bro?!" The brown skinned male pushed his face in the camera. Adrien letting out a small snort seeing his red eyes. He was undoubtedly high.

Nino Lahiffe was a tall man. At around 6 feet. He was slim but had a nice build as he frequented the gym with his best friend. His brown hair was always cut low and kept in waves. He also wore thick framed glasses over his orange eyes. His teeth covered in braces with dark blue bands.

He was a handsome young man nonetheless. A step up from the awkward teenage stage he was once in. A few piercings and tattoos and he became a new man.

He was a hit with the ladies but none of them mattered to him as he was in a committed relationship with a girl named Alya Césarie.

"Of course I'm alive fool. What do you want after almost giving me alcohol poisoning?" The blonde chuckled as he plated his breakfast. His soul smiling at the meal he prepared. He was starving.

"Nigga, Me?! No one told you take that bottle to the head! Tch, man I just called to see if you still with that girl. Yall was really hitting it off~" Nino went through a barrage of emotions. Landing on a mischievous curiosity. It was as if he was trying to look through the phone to see more of the room.

"Yeah no. I kicked her out earlier. She was cute I guess but I don't remember anything about her." The blonde shrugged as he chewed his breakfast croissant sandwich. There was no deep impression of the girl. In all honesty, the sex was mediocre.

"You're going to end up alone if you continue at this rate." The brown skin male rolled his eyes. Disappointed in his friend's lack of commitment.

"Whatever man. Not that I'm looking, but I just haven't found the right one. It's not like she's just going to show up out of thin air." Adrien petted Plagg as he groomed his face. The shiny black fur was soft in his touch.

"Maybe you should.......anyways, hurry up and pick up your grandpa so you can get to school. Byeeeeeee!" The male put his mouth on the camera as he spoke. Smiling wide to show off his braces and pearly whites. He hung up right after.

Adrien looked confused for a second.

Grandpa? What grandpa? As far as he was aware, the grandfather on his father's side was dead and the one on his mother's wasn't visiting  anytime soon.

*Ding*

He got a text from.

"Oh shit! Master Fu!"

  So remember a few seconds ago, when the blonde claimed he wasn't looking for a girlfriend because she wouldn't just show up outta thin air? Yeah, forget all that now.

Adrien wasn't sure if he ever believed in love at first sight. But the funny feeling in his chest had him reconsidering.

She had to be the most gorgeous woman he's seen in his life.

Skin as brown as cinnamon. It was smooth and flawless as it glowed in the sunlight. A beauty mark rested on her cheek and another on the inner corner of her eye. Her black eyes were so dark he thought he'd get swallowed in them. It felt like looking into a void but he was willing to explore it. Her lips were plump and two toned. The clear gloss emphasized the lushness of them. He wondered if they were as soft asf they looked.

Adrien couldn't stop the way his eyes wandered her body. He's seen many women but never one shaped quite as heavenly as her. Her thick thigh weren't extremely large but they were larger than most in this country. He had no doubt with her wide hips, she had an ass to much. Her waist was thin and made the small pudge of her stomach stand out more. The beauty also had a nice chest. They were the size of grapefruits. Small enough that he could probably fit them in his hands but big enough they'd still spill over.

The scent of jasmine and peaches took his breath away in the best way possible.

"You're not hurt are you?" He asked her softly, his ears itching to hear her voice once more.

"I'm fine, thank you. I wasn't paying attention and bumped into you. My apologies." She smiled softly as she moved some stray hair out of her face. Pushing the strands behind the ear of her glasses so they stayed still.

  "It was my fault really. I was so distracted. But I'm glad you're not hurt. Hate for such a pretty girl to be in pain." He grinned at the girl. His flirty demeanor showing itself. Which surprised himself as he usually didn't make the first move.

  She giggled lightly and the sound caused his chest to tighten. He wanted to melt into a puddle right then and there. But he had to keep his composure in front of her. Didn't want to come off as a weirdo.

The small moment was interrupted by someone yelling. It was of a different language which utterly surprised him. Her French was so fluent and eloquent he would've thought she was born and raised. Not that it was a problem if she wasn't.

Within the yelling between her and what he assumed was her sister, he caught her name.

'Dakota.'

"Sorry, I have to go." The girl fixed her bag as she smiled at the blonde.

  "Dakota is a pretty name. I'm Adrien by the way. Hopefully I'll see you around?" He held his hand for handshake. His last sentence sounded uncertain considering he didn't know if she was here for vacation or permanently.

  The beauty giggled as she combined hands with him. Adrien once again melted in the inside. He knew he wouldn't be able to get that sound out of his head.

  "Hopefully." She nodded her head.

  He could see her holding back another laugh when he placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand. He admired the temporary henna designs she had on her small and delicate hand. It was soft to the touch.

  He felt electricity run through his body from just touching her. The feeling was surprising but euphoric.

  He hated that he had to let go so soon. And by the time she was in her family car, he remembered that he didn't ask for her number. He cursed slightly under his breath.

  "You're late Adrien." An older male voice brought him out of his thoughts. He could recognize that thick Chinese accent from anywhere.

  "My bad Master Fu. I was.......busy." The tall green eyed male half heartedly apologized as he went with the old man to pick up his suitcases. For why he didn't already have them, Adrien had no clue.

  "Busy doing what? What's could be more important than picking up your Master on time?" Master Fu chuckled as he pointed out which bags belonged to him. Adrien easily carrying the bags. His muscles flexing made a few heads turn.

  Other than the fact that he was a well known model.

  "He was kicking some girl out his house after waking up late!" A tiny version of Plagg popped up on Adrien's shoulder. It was his spirit form that was easier to follow the male around.

  "Plagg!" Adrien hissed at the black cat Kwami. Glaring at him for just outing him like that.

  Master Fu chuckled.

  "To be young again. But I'd be careful breaking so many hearts young Adrien. It could come back to bite you in the butt." The old man popped the younger on the butt before getting into the sleek black car. Adrien twisted up his face at his mentor but decided it was best to just brush it off.

  "Anyways, how is Ladybug and defending France?" The old man asked as he pet Plagg. The cat curled up on his lap.

  Hearing the name of his long time partner, Adrien lightly smiled.

  He used to have the biggest crush on the bug inspired hero. Believing she was so cool and a great leader. But as he got older, he learned his infatuation was just mere respect.

  But the thing was, Ladybug could be bossy in her own way and sometimes her plans are halfhearted. It almost felt like she expected more out of him when he already does all the heavy lifting.

  In other words, their partnership has been a little strained. Resulting in more damages and unnecessary casualties. Although it gets fixed at the end of the day, it was still a bad look on their end.

  But how can you talk to someone that let the fame of it all go to their head? It's part of the reason he didn't want to know her real identity or let her know his.

  He didn't want to know who could have had this major personality switch.

  "It's been the same as last time I spoke to you. If anything it may be getting worse. We still get along some what but there's just something about this that makes it hard." He replied as he focused on the road. The traffic wasn't bad luckily.

  "Do you think having an another set of hands may be beneficial?" Master Fu asked softly as he thought about the girl he had just met.

  She was kind and brave. Going out of her way to stop a thief when no one else would. How quickly and easily she took him down, surprised him. Mainly for the fact that he did not plan that. He truly was robbed in broad daylight.

  The girl was also very humble. She didn't seek a reward or praise. If anything she seemed annoyed at the amount of people that rather pretend they didn't see what was happening.

  He had a gut feeling he made the right decision.

  "It wouldn't hurt. Maybe a third could be the tie breaker we definitely need." Adrien absentmindedly nodded. It would be helpful but at the same time, if there wasn't a third already would one come so soon?

  "Then I will keep that in mind."

Let me cook........