Thought I would share this gem. Probably my favourite comic of Ladynoir ever. 

Again, this isn't mine but I'm not sure who the creator is. If any of y'all know pls let me know so I can credit them :) 

Enjoy! 

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Ladybug was so done. As she zipped over the city of Paris with her yo-yo, she couldn't help but be just the littlest bit salty at the fact that she had gotten up at five-thirty and would probably still be late because of this stupid akuma. 

No. She couldn't blame the akuma. It wasn't the villain's fault that they were akumatized. Ladybug would blame Hawkmoth for not only his fondness of making her life impossible but his determination to make it as difficult as he possibly could. 

Seriously. Couldn't he have just unleashed it an hour ago? Ladybug would've much appreciated it. 

Ladybug's spirits slightly lifted, however, when she caught sight of a familiar shadow a little ways behind her. The clang of the silver pole as its owner hopped from street to street with the agility of a lynx. Ladybug's heart skipped a beat as her eyes caught on the mop of golden hair and the flash of his forest-green eyes. 

Her distraction nearly caused her to slam face-first into a building, but luckily, a Ladybug pancake was avoided. 

"A purr-fect morning, isn't it, My Lady?" Chat Noir called.

"It would be if I wouldn't be late for school!" Ladybug called back. She could see the akuma now. A young woman dressed in robes of crimson red and a giant crown on her head floated above the buildings. With the white face-paint and poofy red dress, Ladybug couldn't help but think that the akuma looked a little like the Queen of Hearts. Well, Hawkmoth was many things, but a bad costume designer was never one of them. 

She stopped on a nearby rooftop, trying to observe just what the akuma did when Chat Noir landed soundlessly beside her. 

"You're looking mighty purr-ty this morning," he remarked.

Ladybug swatted at him without looking, making it laughably easy for Chat to avoid the blow. "Stop that," she hissed. "I'm trying to concentrate." 

"Always on the job," Chat Noir sighed, but he fell silent anyways. For some reason, Ladybug thought that he would drop the puns after they started dating. He hadn't.

"I am Heartbreaker!" The akuma roared. "Love is for the weak!" 

Chat Noir snorted, and Ladybug watched in horror was the akuma pointed her staff at a young couple cowering together. A blast of bright cherry-blossom pink light hit the girl, and she turned to her girlfriend, eyes flashing with newfound mirth. The young woman shrank into the car as her girlfriend hissed something that Ladybug couldn't quite catch. Whatever it was, it made the poor girl burst into tears. 

"A heartbreaker," Chat Noir mused. He eyed the girl stalking off as her heartbroken girlfriend only watched in melancholy. "Well, at least she'll never be able to destroy our love." He swung an arm over Ladybug's shoulder and planted a kiss onto her cheek.

Ladybug smiled despite herself, but she batted him away nonetheless. "Not now, Chaton," she chided. "We're in the middle of a battle." 

"A little encouragement from time to time can't hurt," he said, tilting his head so that his cheek was raised towards her.

Ladybug rolled her eyes and gave him a quick peck, standing up and swinging her yo-yo. "Alright," she said. "The akuma is definitely in her staff. You distract, I'll take her staff and break it. Let's get this over with. I have classes to get to." 

"I always distract," Chat Noir grumbled, but all in good fun.

"What can I say?" Ladybug said as she catapulted her yo-yo forwards. "You're very distracting." Before he could even think of a reply, Ladybug zipped off into the battle. 

Either Hawkmoth was losing his stride, or he was just messing with them because it was laughably easy for Ladybug and Chat Noir to take Heartbreaker down. Within fifteen minutes the akuma had been broken, and Ladybug tossed her lucky charm into the air.

"Miraculous Ladybug!" A swarm of red light swept through the city of Paris, fixing any sort of damage that the akuma had caused. A young woman dropped to the ground where Heartbreaker once was. She brushed her auburn hair out of her face and looked around frantically.

"Where—Where am I?" She stammered, eyes widening as she recognized the superheroes in front of her as they completed their post-battle ritual. 

"You were akumatized," Ladybug said gently, holding out a hand and helping the woman up. "But don't worry, you're safe now."  With the help of some directions, Ladybug and Chat Noir brought the young woman back home, where she thanked them once more. 

"Is it just me," Chat Noir said as they walked away, "but that akuma wasn't very fur-midable." 

Ladybug nodded thoughtfully, uneasy to the point she didn't even smack Chat for the horrible pun. "I thought so too," she mused. "We've never beaten an akuma so quickly before." 

"At least we beat it," Chat Noir shrugged. "I've meant to ask, My Lady," he took her hand and kissed her fingers, snapping Ladybug out of her thoughts as a shudder of pleasure passed through her body. "May I take you out for another date, at our usual spot tomorrow night? It's been a while since our last one." 

Ladybug couldn't help but smile. "Of course," she said, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "But I must get going now before I'm late for class." She checked her yo-yo, and her heart sank. 8:25 am. Cursing, she called out another goodbye and was out of sight by the time Chat Noir even processed what she had said. 

Marinette's ladybug earrings beeped, signalling her that her final minute was up. Tikki appeared and dutifully swooped into Marinette's purse, where she knew a cookie was waiting. 

"I'm late! I'm late! I'm late!" Marinette chanted under her breath as she raced up the steps of the school. Her gaze caught on a mop of blond hair, and her eyes locked with Adrien's. 

Why is he late too? Marinette wondered as they sprinted to the classroom together. But there was no time to lose, questions would have to come later. Marinette was already late enough as it was. 

Together, Marinette and Adrien burst into the socials classroom. 

"Ah. This must be Ms. Dupain-Cheng and Mr. Agreste. You two are thirty minutes late." 

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