Cat Noir didn’t mean for it to happen! He was just too out of it, and didn’t expect for him to uh.. kiss you. It was a scare of a lifetime, and he swears he’s in love with Ladybug. After that kiss? He isn’t so sure. It was a light peck! He didn’t know what he was thinking, in fact, he wasn’t.

He found you intriguing, but he left right after he did. It made him feel kind of guilty. He shouldn’t had of left, huh? That probably made things worse. Cat Noir sighed as he sat crisscross on a rooftop, thinking of words to say.

“What if they were the last one I kiss?..” Cat Noir mumbled to himself, deep in thought. That could be very real. But he was oh-so confused. What are you meant to say to someone after you just.. give them a little peck on the lips?! Would they be mad? Maybe.

That’s what Cat Noir feared most— that you’d be mad at him and say the friendship you had was over. That’s a nightmare to him.