#happy adrino week :) man I love these two idiots so much it makes me insane

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Adrino week day 7 - Sleepover

Something to dream about - read it on ao3 or below!

It was impulse, really. Chat Noir hadn’t thought. He’d seen Nino on the sidewalks, talking with some other boy – flirting, if Chat knows anything, and he definitely does – and Chat couldn’t have that.

So what if he’d been mid patrol with Ladybug?

All he knows is now he’s wrapping an arm around Nino’s waist and carrying him back up to the Paris skyline.

Nino shouts in surprise, clinging desperately to Chat’s shoulders as he’s swept off the ground. “What’re you doing?” he shouts.

“Saving you,” Chat answers.

Nino clings a little tighter as they soar higher. “I wasn’t in danger.”

“You definitely were.” Chat sets Nino down on a rooftop, though he’s sad when Nino’s hands are planted firmly on his own hips. “You were in danger of an awful conversation.”

“What? No. I was enjoying myself.”

Chat rolls his eyes. “C’mon. That guy was lame, I can tell.”

“Says the guy in a leather catsuit,” Nino says with a snort.

“Oh, you like it?” Chat asks, posing dramatically. He doesn’t mind showing off. “It's sweet of you to notice.”

Nino shakes his head.  “It doesn’t leave much to the imagination.”

Chat picks a new pose. “So you’ve been paying attention? How sweet.”

“Okay, man, you’ve made your point. Stop embarrassing yourself.”

Chat doesn’t stop, though. He just smiles at Nino. “Admit it. You’d rather hang with me tonight.”

Nino tries to keep a straight face, but a smirk breaks through. “I was actually trying to ask him out.”

“Well, now I’m asking you out.” Chat drops his pose to extend a hand instead. “Trust me. You’ll have a way better time with me.”

Nino chews on it. He studies Chat’s hand and then meets his eyes. “Yeah?” he asks. “You promise?”

“Absolutely. Besides, what could be better than a date with a superhero?” Chat doesn’t consider the implications of what he’s saying, or that Nino is his alter ego’s best friend. Right now, all he cares about is the smile on Nino’s face as he takes his hand.

And now Chat needs a plan for an incredible date. Fortunately, he’s something of an expert in that department, and being a superhero means he’ll have access to whatever he needs to make it happen.

Maybe with a little help from his partner so he doesn’t have to leave Nino’s side.

An SOS text to Ladybug for help and just a few minutes later (with a sly, all-knowing smile and a wink from Ladybug), Chat and Nino are set up on a rooftop with a blanket, a projector, flowers, candles, and more food than they could possibly eat.

“Alright,” Nino says as they settle down next to each other. “I have to admit it. You were right.”

“Oh?” Chat prods for more.

Nino gives in. “This is way better than anything I could’ve done with that guy tonight. You were right.”

Chat nudges Nino playfully with his elbow. “Told you so.”

“Plus I’m always swayed by free food.” Nino reaches for the first takeout bag. “And, I mean, what a night. A date with a superhero? My friends are gonna freak.”

Chat ducks his face before Nino can see. Yeah, Adrien was definitely going to have to fake a good surprised reaction to this news.

Right now, though? Chat Noir just wants to enjoy himself and get Nino to laugh.

Chat Noir wakes up with someone in his arms. His back hurts, and he realizes it’s because he’s on a rooftop. He’s not in a bed.

And he’s holding Nino, who’s snoring on his chest.

All things considered, he was calling the night a success.

But they both need to get home. It was late, the sun long gone, and Nino deserved to sleep in his own bed. “Nino?” Chat says gently, nudging his shoulder.

Nino doesn’t even flinch, undisturbed in his sleep.

Oh, man. “Nino,” Chat says louder, prodding a little harder. Still nothing. “Nino, wake up.”

Nino mumbles something unintelligible and wraps his arms around Chat.

Okay. Not ideal, but Chat is still calling this a win. He can make this work. Nino’s cute in his sleep, anyway, and this will be hilarious to tease him about later.

The objective still stands – get Nino home. He doesn’t need to be awake for that. Carefully, Chat sits up. Nino holds onto him still, pressed against his chest.

At least Chat won’t drop him while carrying him home. Not to mention he’s enjoying this, too, but that’s not the priority.

Carefully, Chat maneuvers Nino in his arms until he can hold him securely with one arm. He’s actually impressed at Nino’s ability to sleep through it all. Nino’s still snoring, and the sound is adorable. Chat hopes he gets to hear it again.

Priorities. Chat starts towards Nino’s apartment, holding onto him tight with one arm to make sure he stays safe. Though Nino, honestly, is doing an impressive job of holding on in his sleep.

Chat’s starting to worry about getting him to let go. Like, ever. He didn’t know Nino was this heavy of a sleeper, or he’d have probably made sure they didn’t fall asleep on a random rooftop.

Or, well… no, he might’ve still done it, because Nino was clinging to him so tightly right now and Chat was pretty sure there was no other way he could’ve made that happen. Was that selfish? Maybe. But Nino’s content murmurs in his sleep and the smile on his face were more than enough to satisfy Chat Noir.

He manages to carry Nino back to his apartment, and by some stroke of luck the bedroom window is even unlocked. Carefully, Chat maneuvers them both inside. Almost there.

He sets Nino down in bed – or at least tries to. Nino is still clinging to him with no signs of letting go. He tries pulling Nino’s arms off from where they’re strung around his neck with no luck. He doesn’t want to be too forceful or aggressive – Nino’s somehow still asleep, after all – but he really needs Nino to let go.

“Nino?” Chat says, and he’s not surprised when Nino doesn’t respond at all. He tries gently poking him, and gets the slightest wriggle out of poking him in his side. It feels a little cruel, but he’s desperate. “Nino, let go,” Chat says, poking again.

Nino grumbles in his sleep, adjusting his grip, and Chat seizes the opportunity. He manages to get Nino’s arms loose and swiftly sets him down in bed. Carefully, Chat takes off Nino’s glasses and pulls the blankets up over him. Nino sinks deeper into the bed with a content sigh.

Yeah. This night is a success.

Chat tries to leave. He does, actually. He really tries. He makes it almost back to the window, too, before he’s held back by his belt.

Strange.

A glance backwards shows Nino has Chat’s belt in hand. And Nino’s eyes are open (barely, but still).

“Chat?” Nino mumbles.

Of course he’s awake now. Chat smiles at him. “Go back to sleep.”

“Stay?” Nino asks.

Chat shouldn’t. He knows he shouldn’t. But… “Okay,” he says. He walks back over to the bed and sits on the edge, intending to not get much closer than that, but Nino tugs on his arm.

So Chat lays down next to him.

(Look, he’s not going to argue about it. He would really like to stay with Nino some more and a guy can only have so much willpower in one day.)

“Yay,” Nino says, and it turns into a yawn. He wraps his arms around Chat Noir and pulls him even closer. Seconds later, he’s snoring again.

Chat settles into Nino, limbs a tangled mess. This will probably be hard to explain in the morning – and even worse if someone walks into Nino’s room – but he’s quite content to drift off here in a quiet mix of snores and purrs and pure bliss.