Literature
Tired. (Chat Noir/Adrien Agreste x Reader)
"I'm tired." he'd hear you say from time to time.
It was no secret that you'd work your butt off to stay among the top students in your class. School was indeed exhausting. But that was not it. It was no secret that you didn't live with your parents anymore. They had built a house and moved somewhere in the countryside, somewhere more peaceful, leaving you to finish your studies in the city. So there you were, living in a small apartment with no one else but your cat, Felix. He was generally a calm and loving cat, but sometimes he would go bonkers and run around, chasing thin air, sometimes biting you. How could you not love him.
He noticed