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Today’s drabble was requested by @whatarubberchicken for Kim and Adrien.
"Ha! I think that’s my best time yet!” Chat Noir panted as he walked lazy circles around his boyfriend while his heart rate fell back to a normal rhythm. “Take that.”
Kim crossed his arms. “Mighty big talk for someone who’s only ever beat me once when I had a cold.”
“What can I say? I’m feeling lucky tonight.” Adrien grinned as his transformation fell and he slipped the silver ring off his finger.
“Lucky, huh?” Kim took the offered ring and slid it down his finger, the metal magically adjusting to the new size as he did. He eyed the kwami floating between them. “Do you have anything to do with him feeling that way?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Plagg replied and Adrien produced a piece of Camembert to give to him that was quickly devoured.
“I’m beginning to think I shouldn’t trust either one of you but thankfully I’m still good enough to win. Claws out.” Jaguar winked at Adrien as the transformation washed down his body. “Count me down, Hot Stuff.”
Adrien grinned and held up his phone to show the timer up and ready. “Three...two...one.” He hit start and Jaguar was racing toward the Eiffel Tower in an attempt to beat his boyfriend’s time.
“I’m not fixing the tower if he breaks it again,” Ladybug warned, landing lightly beside Adrien and settling against the half wall he was leaning on. “What was your time?”
“Two minutes, twenty-seven seconds.”
“A new record?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Nice.”
“I think so,” he nodded smugly.
“Hey, should I expect you or Kim for the rally the mayor is holding on Friday?”
“I think Kim. Father has me scheduled for a shoot that afternoon and I don’t know if I’ll be done in time.”
“Sounds good.” She straightened and stretched. “Since you guys are goofing around tonight, do you mind finishing up the patrol before you go home? I promised Nino I’d stop by and help him with that history paper.”
Adrien tried to hide his smile. “Sure, but make sure you actually get some work done this time.” His smile widened when he saw a blush leak out from beneath her mask before she stuck her tongue out and was swinging away as quickly as she’d come.
At that moment, Jaguar was running back but there was something off about his gate. Adrien burst out laughing when he saw the neon green ankle weights sitting heavily around the boots and what appeared to be a small bowling ball at the end of the tail. Jaguar was huffing as he hugged the ball to his chest.
“You...” he panted breathlessly, “are...a...cheater...”
“There were no rules that Plagg couldn’t be persuaded to make things difficult. It’s in his nature,” Adrien teased. “Come on, a big, strong guy like you could take it.”
“Then you’re saying I win?”
Adrien looked at the timer. “Afraid not. You lost by almost a full minute.”
“But I should get time subtracted for the weights,” he proposed, “so I’m pretty sure I’m still the champion. Claws in.” Kim stumbled forward without the balance of the weights he’d grown accustomed to and Adrien caught him with a grin.
“I knew you’d fall for me.”
Kim let out a bark of surprised laughter and threw his arm around the other man as Plagg delved into Adrien’s bag for more of his bribery cheese. “You know, you’re lucky you’re cute and charming. It makes it hard to stay mad at you, but just for the record, I’m still the fastest.”
“I don’t know. Ladybug even saw you were losing. That makes it pretty official.”
“We’re racing again tomorrow,” Kim demanded. “Just you and me, no magical powers.”
“What do I get when I win?”
Kim smirked. “A kiss from me.”
Adrien chuckled. “And what do you get if you win?”
Today’s drabble was commissioned for Kim/Adrien by the amazing @lahiffed. Thanks for always being the best and I love you so much. I thought it might be fun to continue a drabble with them I have so here we go!
Parts 1, 2:
“So this is what you do all day?” Kim grabbed a banana off the snack table as they passed it.
“Not everyday,” Adrien corrected, “but yeah, this is my job.”
“You know, two weeks ago if you’d told me I would be escorting a gorgeous model around to his photoshoots, I would’ve asked you in what dream.”
Adrien ducked his head to hide his blush. He’d found himself doing that a lot since employing the man at his side to act as a temporary bodyguard. He’d picked up that Kim was a flirt from his regular trips to the coffee shop but he hadn’t predicted what it would feel like to have all of that flirting attention concentrated solely on him for hours at a time. The make-up artist had to keep trying to even out his blush between sets.
“I gotta admit though, I’m glad nothing dangerous has happened. I was a little worried about that after all the stuff you were talking about with your dad,” Kim continued, seemingly unaware of the effect he was having on the other man.
Thankfully talking about Gabriel was enough to dampen any blush-inducing feelings his crush was giving him. “Yeah, thank goodness for that,” he replied dryly. “I still think he was blowing things out of proportion.”
“Yeah, maybe. Better safe than sorry though, huh?”
“Yeah, I guess.” Adrien was suddenly flanked by the photographer’s assistants and hurried forward to the set.
Kim gave him half a wave, following behind slowly as he peeled his banana. He took a bite and chewed thoughtfully. “Oh crap, that wasn’t very good bodyguard work,” he groaned, jogging to catch up. “Hey! You better not be kidnapping him!”
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“So I’m guessing you aren’t dating anybody.” Kim stretched out on Adrien’s couch.
“That obvious?” Adrien went to the small bar in the corner of his living room to fix them both drinks.
“Just a vibe I get.”
“Great, so I give off ‘sad and single’.”
Kim laughed. “No, man! Not like that. You just don’t seem like someone who puts down roots, I guess.” He sat up and looked around. “Like take this place, for example. You live here?”
Adrien frowned and looked around his apartment. “Yeah...why?”
“Who could even tell?!” Kim pointed to art on the wall. “That doesn’t tell me anything about you. And all the decor is so ‘any rich white guy’, it’s laughable.”
“I didn’t actually pick any of it.”
“That’s my point.”
Adrien’s brow rose. “Your point is that you don’t like my apartment?”
“My point is that this is where you apparently live and there’s no trace of you anywhere.”
“My shower drain that tends to get clogged with my hair would probably argue that point with you.”
Kim frowned. “Don’t you have any pictures with friends or family or something to put up? Or like trophies or I don’t know, man, posters from your favorite movie or something?”
Adrien shifted uneasily. “I guess I could...”
“But you don’t plan on being here long?”
“I’ve lived here for three years.”
“Three years?!” Kim stood up. “Okay, that’s it. Before all this, I was thinking up pick-up lines in my head to maybe get dinner to turn into something more but there’s been a change in plans.”
Adrien felt his blush come back in full force even amidst his confusion. “I don’t...what?”
“First things first.” Kim took his phone out of his pocket and crossed the room, pulling Adrien close and holding the phone up. “Picture with a friend.” He took a few shots of himself and a confused but smiling Adrien and then turned to kiss Adrien’s cheek for a few more. “You know, just in case,” he winked, pocketing the phone once more. “Grab your jacket. We’re going out.”
“Out where?” Adrien was already pushing his arm through the sleeve of his coat. He was apparently going to do whatever Kim told him. His cheek burned with an unfamiliar but very welcome warmth where he’d kissed him.
“To figure out what kind of stuff you like to make this place more like a home,” Kim answered as if it was the most simple thing in the world.
“It seems kind of late to go shopping.”
“Not if you know the right places.” He pulled a scarf free from the coat rack and wrapped it around Adrien’s neck, tugging on it to pull him closer and lowering his voice. “Don’t worry. I’m not forgetting the job or anything. Your body will be completely guarded. Promise.”
Adrien swallowed loudly. “Okay,” he squeaked. “Lead the way.”
Are you still doing prompts from the prompt list??? If so would you be willing to do “You look like a bodyguard. Would you like to get paid to be one?” with Kimdrien??? Thank you <3 <3 <3
Bean, I have finally reached your last ask in my inbox and I need you to know that I feel hella accomplished. Thank you for your support and your amazing ship requests. <3
“You do look like a bodyguard,” Adrien mused, tapping his chin. “Would you like to get paid to be one?”
Kim blinked and looked around the small coffee shop before returning his attention to the customer in front of him. “Uh, what?”
Adrien flushed. “Sorry. That was really random, huh?”
“Did you want your usual, sir?”
“Yeah, sorry.” Adrien deflated as he watched the barista nod distractedly and turn away to start on his order. Another cashier stepped into place and Adrien moved down the counter to wait for his last coffee from his favorite cafe since he obviously wouldn’t be coming back ever again.
“Did you say I look like a bodyguard?” Kim grinned, setting a larger than average cup on the counter in front of Adrien.
The fading blush raged back and Adrien ducked his head. “It was stupid. Forget it.”
“Jules, I’m going on break,” Kim called and rounded the counter to join Adrien. “Want to sit?” He gestured to one of the small tables to the side and they sat down. “Man, if that was a pick-up line, I’m not sure if I should laugh or blush.”
“Not a pick-up line but I’ll have to remember that for the future.”
“Good to know there might be a future,” Kim winked.
Adrien’s mouth worked for a moment but no words would come out, making Kim grin wider.
“Why would you need a bodyguard anyway?”
“I don’t. Not really,” Adrien finally answered, ears burning. “My father is convinced I do temporarily though while some business things go through and I would much rather have someone around who I can talk to that looks the part than a walking slab of muscle.”
“And your friendly local barista is your first choice?” Kim teased, leaning forward. “It’s my muscles, isn’t it?”
“You’re enjoying this,” Adrien accused, amusement finally overriding his embarrassment.
“Hottest customer we have comes in and asks me to be his bodyguard because he likes the way I look? Hell yeah, I’m enjoying it. Makes my gym membership feel worth it.”
“I’m never going to be able to come here again, am I?”
“Now that would be the worst thing that could happen. You wouldn’t do that to me. You seem like a nice guy.” Kim leaned back in his chair. “I don’t know how good an actual bodyguard I would be. I mean, I’m strong obviously.” He flexed for a moment with a grin. “But we’re not talking anything dangerous, are we? Not that I couldn’t handle it,” he quickly added.
“I think it’s more my father’s paranoia than anything but I can’t be entirely sure,” Adrien confessed. “It would pay really well though.”
Kim nodded. “Just so I understand, you think I’m a hot piece of meat–”
“I didn’t mean–”
“And you like me enough to want me around a good bit. And you’re willing to pay me to get to stare at that gorgeous face and body. Did I miss anything?”
Adrien swallowed hard. “Uh, no, that sounds pretty on point.”
A wide grin spread across Kim’s lips. “Sign me up, Handsome.”