||My Little Melody|| Adrien Agreste x Reader

Spring. The flowers were in bloom, animals were coming out from their winter hide in. Everything seemed to be brighter, more in touch with the world around them. Today was a special day for the students that attended Collège Françoise Dupont, although it could also be said to be a frightening day. All the students were invited to audition for the school's annual talent show, which may sound like a day to escape from classes and witness the talents of the peers from among you. Although, the only issue was the two of the three judges. Chloé, whom would shut down anyone who would dare to steal Adrien’s attention for more than four seconds, and Sabrina, whom would follow the opinion of Chloé. The third judge, was Adrien. He was forced into it by the teachers and also Chloé herself, but he saw it as an opportunity to make people feel better after being deconstructed by the devil herself. He hated to see people being discouraged by anyone, knowing that anyone had potential if they tried their hardest.

Many acts had appeared on that stage. Alya show cased her photography of both Ladybug and Cat Noir, demonstrating her wondrous skills with taking pictures of moving objects. They were breath-taking, even if they were just taken on her cell phone. Chloé regarded that the pictures were grainy, and that a four year old could take better photos than her with a toy camera. Sabrina followed up on what she had said, adding that they were so unprofessionally printed that she thought they were a child’s drawing scribbled onto some screwed up paper. A sour face made its way to Adrien’s face, not wanting to hear a second longer about how much they had a poisonous distaste for her work.

“I think they look amazing, Alya. I wouldn’t listen to these two, they can barely tell the difference between red and pink.” He let out a small but soft chuckle, seeing Alya brighten up. She took her works, glaring to the girls and then waves to Adrien as she walks off.

Butterflies flew around in your stomach, legs begin to quiver as you realised it was you that was to go up on the stage next. Chest tightening, throat running drying, hands clasping themselves together. A hand gently placed itself on your shoulder, then retracting slowly. Marinette spoke, just to make sure you knew what was going to happen next.

“You can do this, (Y/n). I know you can. You will blow Adrien away, I’m sure he will think you did amazing!” Her voice was filled with determination, just to show you how confident she was in you.

Just the very thought of Adrien hearing you sing, it brought your mind to a complete blank. What if you couldn’t remember your lines because of him? You just had to keep telling yourself to not think about it. Just.. don’t focus on him. Focus on the lyrics. Right? I mean, as long as you didn’t make a fool of yourself in front of the guy you have deep feelings for, you should be okay. Did I just say you had deep feelings for him? Oops, I let it slip. Your crush on Adrien was more than just a childish crush. It had gone far beyond that, to the point where there were nights you couldn’t stop thinking about him, when you got lost looking at him in class, barely being able to get your words out to him without wanting to tell him how cute he looked that day. It was getting bad.

You looked to Marinette, then gave her a reassuring nod. “As long as I don’t forget my lines, I’ll do fine. Just gotta pay attention to myself and no one else. Pretend there is no one else there. Right?” A nervous giggle made its way from your lips, causing them to curl up into a shy and nervous smile. She nods, then pulls your hand to the side of the stage. Handing you a microphone, she wishes you all the luck she could give you. You knew where this was going. As suspected, she gave you a push onto the stage.

Chloé’s face curled up into disgust as she saw you on the stage, already plotting as to what she could say about your act; even before it had started. Maybe she could say something about your outfit? Or how you present yourself on stage in front of Adrien? Maybe even try to find a nerve to pick at. Sabrina just kept a blank stare, wanting to make sure she kept her own opinion to herself, no matter how good you could be. But Adrien? He kept his eyes fixed on you from the moment you set foot onto the stage. He didn’t realise you would be performing today, hell, he didn’t even know you would have the courage to get on stage.

You quickly made your way to the centre of the stage, gripping your hands onto the microphone that was handed to you. Thinking to yourself that it wouldn’t be that difficult, all you would have to do is say your name, the song and get a nod from Chloé to start. You made sure to keep your eyes of Adrien as much as possible, knowing that the moment you gaze at him, it would be game over for you. Eyes locking with the back of the room, a cold breath filling your lungs, you began to speak.

“My name is (Y/f/n) (Y/l/n), I will be singing New Perspective and I hope I am able to perform it to your standards.” A smile graced itself across your soft features, Chloé rolling her eyes and giving your a nod.

As the instrumental started, Adrien adjusted himself so he could give you all the attention you deserved. Nothing was more important to him than seeing you happy, or just seeing you. His little crush on you might off seemed obvious to anyone that was paying attention. Oh look, I just spilt another person’s crush, I’m so good at keeping secrets huh? Adrien couldn’t stop thinking about you, the way you smile, the way your hair flows in the wind, those lips to he just wanted to taste with every fiber in his being. He knew he couldn’t, or more like he shouldn’t. He didn’t want to scare you off, it was the only thing stopping him from just pinning you against a wall and claiming your lips with his. His face began to dust pink, trying his hardest to play it off as nothing.

Your lips parted, the melody of the song guiding the song’s lyrics out of you.



Your vocals flowed with the music, making its way to everyone’s ears. No one could believe what they were hearing, your voice sounded like an angel. Marinette couldn’t stop smiling from backstage, Alya was filming it all, and Adrien? He could not believe what he was hearing. The voice of a complete angel, nothing had ever sounded better to him than your voice. Even when you talked, it sounded perfect to him. Hearing you sing was like taking it to a completely new level. He felt like it was just the two of you in the room, no one else was there. You were singing to him and no one else, just for his ears only.



Your eyes glanced down to Adrien’s by mistake, causing your hand to grip the microphone harder. This song made you think of him in a few ways, but now performing it in front of him? Your body began to lock up, not being able to move or let any more words escape your lips. You felt terrified in that moment, you knew you had screwed up your opportunity, but there was still a chance you would get your courage back.

Chloé saw that you were getting scared, a smirk forming on her face. Just as you were about to start your next line, she raised her hand to stop the music from continuing to play. Your eyes went a little wide, beginning to mentally prepare yourself for what she was going to say to you. Adrien, gritting his teeth from the action, was trying his hardest not to object.

“Your pitch was wonky, your stance was off, your voice didn’t project loud enough and you look like a complete and utter mess. Do I need to go on?” Her smirk widened as she began to pick at you, piece by piece. She wanted to see you run off that stage, knowing that Adrien wouldn’t be seeing you for a long time if you did. Chloé gazed to Sabrina, waiting for her to follow up on her words.

“Yeah, and can’t forget you chose a bad song too, what are you, a guy?” Chloé laughed at what she said.

You were choking back tears, but you didn’t want to let them free fall on a stage, not today, not ever and certainly not in front of Adrien. Adrien could see the water forming in your eyes, he didn’t want to see you like this. He stood up, but this only caused you to run off the stage. You couldn’t bare to think about him saying anything about your singing. He was going to say quite the opposite though, he was going to reassure you that your voice was the most amazing thing he has ever heard and will ever hear.

Your legs ran as fast and as hard as they could, you wouldn’t stop for anyone, no matter how many people called out your name. It was like they were completely drowned out by the aching of your heart. You had never experienced something so embarrassing.. So heart wrenching before. Chloé’s words rung around in your mind, the possible words Adrien could of said.. you didn’t want to even think about it. By the time your legs had stopped, you collapsed in front of the school. Your hand clutched to the microphone, even though every fiber was telling you to throw it away, just as far as you possibly can.

A sensation went through Hawk Moth’s body, feeling the presence of another victim to akumatise. A smirk graced his masked face, letting out a small chuckle as he shifts his weight from one leg to the other.

“Such a precious young talent, gone to waste by a few simple words. Perhaps she could use that voice as something more.. Powerful? A grief stricken heart is the perfect state for my Akuma’s to attack.” His hand closed over the other, quickly lifting itself to show the little black and purple moth. It flew from his hand as he let out a deep chuckle, only beginning to think about how this plan would work.

Your arms draped themselves around your knees, heart heavy and eyes shut. Mouth dry, throat clenched and chest tight. Nothing had felt worse to you than moments ago, being up on that stage and embarrassing yourself. You just wish you could redo it all or even gain more confidence to show Chloé and Adrien you were better than that. The tiny Akuma fluttered its wings and landed softly on the microphone in your hands, disappearing into the device. Your head raises, like in some sort of trance, as a light mask appearing on your face.

“Mesmerising Melody, your talent is much more mesmerising than anything on this earth. If you can do something for me, I can help you gain the respect you deserve.” A gruff voice spoke, which had belonged to Hawk Moth himself. A smirk, yet again, played to his features; thinking about how he might of actually won this time.

“I deserve more respect than what I was given… I accept your terms. I will help you.” You stood up, taking a deep breath in as your body was taken over by purple and black smoke. It left you feeling helpless on the inside, but also empowered beyond your wildest dreams.

Adrien had felt terrible for what Chloé had said to you, he took one look at her, then remembering to keep his composure with a lady. Although, she was more like a goblin than a lady. He just wanted to let wrath get the best of him, wanting to give her a piece of his mind. He stood up, clenching his fits and walking away from the duo at the judges table.

“Where are you going, Adrien? We still have more auditions to get through before the day ends!” Her voice whined, a small echo forming from it. The room fell silent, no one daring to speak in that moment. What would Adrien say? Would he retort back? Or.. would he just let it go?

Adrien’s P.O.V

Hearing her whiney voice, it caused my hairs to stand up on end. All I could hear was the patronising tone that she used with everyone else, the same voice that had caused all those hearts to break from hurt. Chloé made me feel sick inside from what she has said to all those people, how can someone be so harmful to such lovely people? I knew I had to respond, but what would I say to her?

“I’m going to go comfort those you hurt. Even if you have your reasons behind it, it doesn’t make it right. At all. Now please, continue on without me, just stop being rude to everyone that goes up there.” I kept my back turned to her, I didn’t want to see her face at all. I knew I had a sort of temper in me, but I wouldn’t listen to it. Not at all. I wasn’t going to let myself stoop down to her level. Not when I have to find (Y/n).

Just as I was about to continue walking away from her, the doors to the auditorium flew open. It was unexpected, of course, which made a few people jump. I had to look, but I knew there was a chance I would deeply regret it. My head turned as my eyes made their way up the stairs. The first thing that I saw was the feet that belonged to a lady. Vibrant (S/c) covered by beautiful white flats, contrasting with the girls skin tone. My gaze continued to raise, soon looking at her wonderful dress. It was the colour of the sky on a bright, cloudless day. It was scattered with blossoms, mixtures between pink and white, melded together into a mixture of perfect harmony. The dress was held up by thick straps of the same colour, just… hanging on her delicate shoulders. I moved my gaze to her hand, it was holding a microphone. Why did it seem so familiar? Her face was the next thing I saw, and goodness, I couldn’t believe my eyes. She wore a masquerade mask, icy blue in colour with dark blue swirls varying in sizes on the mask. There was a fragile looking white butterfly on the top right corner of the, coloured the same as snow. Her eyes were shining (E/c) gems, they didn’t seem to want to dull anytime soon. Her hair was coloured electric blue, making her features stand out even more. She seemed so familiar, but also seemed like such a new person to me. She took a few steps down the stairs, slowly coming towards the front of the room. All eyes were on her, even people from behind the stage had come out to see what had happened.

“My, my. What a lovely audience I have here. Would you all like to hear a song? Maybe.. Even applaud it as well?” Her voice flowed like butter on toast, but it sounded like the most familiar voice. A few people had frozen in fear, but I had a feeling that this wasn’t just a normal person behind that mask.

I had frozen in my place, only wanting to figure out who this mystery woman was. She had to of been akumatised.. I couldn’t see anyone doing something like this in someone’s normal life. I squinted at her, trying to get a better look at her. Her (e/c) eyes gazed into mine briefly, her glance quickly retracting from mine. Was it… was that… (Y/n)? Fear struck my body, causing a pained thought to go through my mind. She must of been so affected by the comments Chloé’s comments…

I found myself racing off to the back of the building, knowing that no one would be there. I had to transform in Cat Noir, I have to save her. I couldn’t let the girl I love get controlled by something, so incredibly vile. Plagg moved around me as I stood still, giving me a questioning look.

“That lady back there was kinda cute, don’t ya think?” He let out a soft yawn, sitting onto my shoulder.

“Yeah, now let's get to business.” I had to admit, I did feel a bit of jealousy when I heard what Plagg had said. Why wouldn’t I? I couldn’t bare anyone thinking of her the same way as I do.. Is that a little possessive?


“Plagg, Claws out!”

*skip to end of transformation because of my laziness*

I stood there in my costume, hoping to every god that Ladybug was already there to help me fight. I didn’t want to fight her alone, I couldn’t think of even hurting (Y/n). I will try everything I can to not use any violence against her, although I can’t promise anything.

I ran down the hallway towards the auditorium, hearing a faint melody echoing throughout the halls. It sounded exactly like (Y/n), although it sounded more cold than when she was on stage.



I hesitantly opened up the doors to the auditorium, the singing immediately stopping as I did. (Y/n) was now on the middle of the stage, the microphone close to her lips. Everyone in the room was fast asleep, besides from myself and Ladybug. She was behind (Y/n) on the stage, looking about ready to pounce on her. My eyes never left the beautiful (e/c) eyes of hers, I was trying to think of the best thing to do.

“Alright, ma’am. I think it’s about time to shut down your lovely performance.” I said with a bout of confidence, slowly making my way down to the stage. “You know your voice can be used for something much more safer than this. Why are you doing this to begin with?” I showed concern in my voice, something which I cursed myself for doing. Her eyes looked away from mine, the microphone moving to her chest.

“I’m doing this to prove I am a good singer! I can’t let myself be pulled apart by horrible people and the one I hold affection for. I want to show the world that I can captivate an audience with my talent.” Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked back at me with an intense glare. “I will take what I need so I can get what I wish for.”

Suddenly, she turned around threw the microphone like a ninja star, hitting Ladybug in the stomach. She looked as though she was pained, but quickly regained herself.

“Come on, Cat! We have to defeat her or we might lose everything!” Ladybugs voice sounded desperate, which was enough to get me going. Melody quickly picked the microphone back up, holding it close to her once more. Why was it so important to her?

“That must be her item..” I whispered to myself in a soft tone, making sure no one else would be able to hear me. My pace picked up until I was on the stage alongside the two ladies, looking to Ladybug.

“We need to get the microphone out of hands before anything else happens. But please, do not hurt her.” I was being serious about her not being hurt. If she was hurt, I don’t know what I would do. I would most likely blame myself, but I knew I wouldn’t have to. I would defend the enemy, if it meant keeping her safe.

“Alright, Melody. Hand over the microphone. We just want to help you. We both think you sound amazing, right, Cat?” Lady gazed to me, myself giving a nod. “R-right. I think you sing beautifully.”

“D-don’t lie to me. I know you both want to laugh at my singing! Why must people laugh at me? All I did was try my hardest, and I got laughed at..” She seemed to be distracted, her guard being let down. I saw this as an opportunity, using my lightning fast cat speed to lunge at her. I managed to pin her to the ground, the microphone being flung across the stage. Ladybug used her Yo-Yo to grab it, dragging it into her hand.

(Y/n) was struggling against my grip, I had to think of something to do before she was able to free herself from my grasp. I decided to do something drastic and brave, leaning down close to her face. I lingered my face over her own, feeling her warm breath against my skin.

“Would you be able to stop moving now? I think it would be a good idea.. Don’t you agree, Melody?” She kept silent, but she stopped moving while giving me a slightly panicked look. It took all of my strength to not kiss her right there and then. Lady was able to break the microphone, the tiny Akuma flying out of it. I knew everything was going to be alright in that moment.

3rd Person P.O.V

Cat Noir’s grip on you loosened as he slowly got off of you. Ladybug had cleansed the Akuma, causing it to fly away. It put a smile on both of the hero’s faces, as everything started to go back to the way it was before. The black and purple smoke surrounded you once more, turning you back to your usual self.

“Wha… what the..?” Were the only words to come out of your mouth, still being in shock from what had just happened. You had the weirdest day dream… You were a super villain and Cat Noir almost kissed you? You sat up and put a hand to your head, looking around at everyone as they begun to wake up.

“Here.. let me give you a hand.” A hand made its way into your vision, that hand belonging to Cat Noir himself. You hesitantly grabbed onto his hand, helping to get you off the ground. His grip on your hand didn’t loosen, no, instead it got tighter as you were standing.

“What are you doing..? Shouldn’t you be off fighting crime or something?” A confused tone was used to express your concern, although it was ignored by the hero.

“Follow me, I have something I need to tell you.” He gave you a wink and a smirk, beginning to drag you to the back of the school. Your mind began to fill with thoughts of what could be happening. Is he going to eat you? Is he going to pull a prank on you? What if he heard your singing and thought it was a cry for help?

The two of you stopped once outside of anyone’s earshot, away from absolutely anyone at all. Cat let out a deep breath, grabbing your other hand so he was holding them both. His green eyes connected with your (e/c) ones, creating something deep inside you to spark. He felt the same thing happen to him. He knew that he was about to transform back, he just knew it was to happen.

Before he was able to say anything, he was transformed back. Back to being Adrien Agreste. His hands kept a tight hold on your own, they didn’t seem to loosen, even from the sudden shock of transformation. Your eyes widened from seeing Cat Noir become Adrien Agreste. The guy you loved deeply. Was a superhero. And was holding both your hands. And wasn’t letting go. Are you sure you aren’t dreaming?

“(Y/n). You ran off before I could say my thoughts on your voice. It is as beautiful as you are, as smooth as silk, as lovely was a spring day. I want to hear you sing while I play the piano, I want to hear you sing when you think nobody else is listening. I want to hear you, just being you.” His voice sounded so sincere, so… loving. Adrien’s eyes never disconnected with yours, making it seem all the more real to you. You wanted to say something in return but you were at a complete loss for words.

Adrien saw this as the perfect opportunity to take something he so desperately wanted from you, a sweet, innocent kiss. Adrien moved his head closer to yours, and just so suttlely.. Presses his lips against your own. They were soft, warm and tasted like freshly baked croissants, while yours tasted like (f/f). The two of you stayed like this for what seemed like an eternity, although it was only a few seconds. Adrien was the one to pull away, feeling like he had just won the biggest prize in the world.

“(Y/n), I love you. Please.. Will you do me the honours of being my girlfriend?” The smile on his face was wider than any you had ever seen before, it was the most perfect and adorable thing you had ever seen in your life.

“I could never say no to that, Adrien. I love you also, I have for a long time, and I will for a very.. Very long time.” His arms snaked around your waist as he heard you accept his offer, trying not to freak out from how happy he was.

“My little melody.”


Extended Ending:

You: So uh.. A cat?

Adrien: Hey, I’m a sexy cat thank you very much

You: Just don’t go kissing Ladybug okay? I know how much time you two spend together

Adrien: I only have eyes for you, M’lady. I will be your hero and will only be kissing you.
You: You are too good with words sometimes -////////-