Chapter 82

Marinette's P.O.V:

I had just gotten out of the shower and I opened my bathroom door to see Damian laying on my bed waiting for me as usual. The only thing different though was his extreme look of being lost in thought.

"Hey, Dami." I crawled in bed next to him. "What's on your mind? You look like you're thinking about something."

"Oh, sorry Angel." Damian looked down at me with a smile. "I was just thinking about today. A lot happened." He gently pushed the hair out of my eyes to see me better.

"You aren't worrying about the Joker, are you?"

"This is Gotham. You should always be worried about the Joker."

"You know that's not what I mean." I shook my head. "I'm talking about his creepy letter."

"I would be lying if I said I wasn't bothered by it. But no, that wasn't really what I was thinking about." He stared deep into my eyes like he was searching for something.

"Then what is it?"

"I was thinking about what you said earlier. About what you saw? I look at you and I see the most happy and cheerful person I have ever met. It pains me to know that you have seen these horrors that you have described. Nobody should go through something like that. Especially not you."

I thought about that for a moment before taking a deep breath. "I know that you don't like it Damian, but if it wasn't me then who else? And before you say anything," I stopped him before he tried to speak up. "it couldn't have been you. Not even your father. The circumstances behind it all wouldn't have allowed it. I've learned to cope with it and move on. And if I'm being honest Damian, I wasn't coping all that well until you came along. So, thank you for that."

"What do you mean?" He looked at me with confusion behind his eyes. "You have friends and family. You had happy relationships before I came along."

"Yes, but I didn't have you. I would wake up almost every night due to my nightmares but ever since you came in here that one night, I haven't had them since. Sure, I was okay and had a small group of friends who would distract me from my past horrors, but with you I'm truly happy. I haven't felt anywhere close to this since before I got my miraculous. For a moment there I thought I was nothing but unlucky, but now I see that I went through all of this so I would come out on the other side a stronger person. Because of all of this, I have found a new family and I've found you."

"But am I really worth it? Am I worth all that you have seen? All that you have been through?" He looked at me with the most serious face I had ever seen.

I reached up to cup his cheek. "I've found my soulmate, Damian. I would do it a million times over if it meant I could find you again. If it meant that I could make you smile. I wouldn't even hesitate."

"You really mean that?" Damian gently grabbed my hand that was on his cheek and leaned into it a little.

"Of course I do, Damian." I giggle. "I think its about time you start to realize your worth. My life is so much better with you in it."

"Thank you, Marinette." He kisses the palm of my hand. "I still don't understand what I did to deserve you."

"Oh, what do you mean?" I scoot closer to him so I can rest my head on his chest. "It has to have something to do with the first time you met Dick and tried to kill him." I said sarcastically.

"Very funny." He rests his arm around my shoulder. "I told you that's what I was raised to do. I didn't know any better."

"I know." I look up at him with a smile. "I think that it's kind of funny now that I think about it. I wish I could have seen Dick's face when he realized he was being attacked by a little assassin child."

"I think his face was even more confused when I told him I was Batman's son and that I knew his true identity." He chuckles.

"Yeah." I yawn. "You sure do know how to make a great first impression."

"Your first impression of me wasn't that bad, was it?"

"What do you mean? Punching you in the face while I was dancing on a rooftop was kind of not the greatest first impression on my behalf. You were completely understanding, all things considered."

"That's because I was completely enamored by your dancing." He pauses for a moment. "That reminds me. I'm not much of a dancer myself. I've had a few lessons but only because my father required it. We go to a lot of social parties that involve dancing. Anyways, I was wondering if I could dance with you some time. If-if you want to."

Damian's P.O.V:

Marinette's only reply was her soft snoring.

"Looks like she fell asleep, kid." Plagg spoke up from the bedside table where he was hiding in.

"That's okay." I looked down at her sleeping face and smiled. "I should be getting to sleep too."

"Goodnight, kid. I'm going to go raid the fridge." Plagg then zoomed out of the room.---------"Master Damian, Miss Marinette. Time to get up. Breakfast will be ready in 10." Alfred knocked on the door with his usual wake up call.

"Thank you, Alfred. We'll be down in a minute."

"A minute?" Marinette mumbled into my chest. "Speak for yourself."

"Come on, Angel. It's Sunday which means it's our last full free day together before I have to go back to school."

"You're right." Marinette slowly lifted her head up off of my chest. "I can sleep in later."

"I'm going to go get ready." I threw my legs over the side of the bed before swiftly standing up. "I'll meet you in the hall."

As I began to walk away, Marinette grabbed ahold of my wrist at the last second before I was out of reach. She yanked me towards her to give me a soft kiss on the lips before releasing me again.

"I'll see you in the hall." She smiled and waved at me.

It took me a moment to get my feet to move again, but I eventually made my way out of the room with a dorky smile plastered on my face.

A few minutes later, the two of us met up with each other as promised out in the hall. We held hands and happily chatted on our way down to the dining room for breakfast.---------Breakfast was going about how it usually does. Jason and Tim were fighting over some food while Bruce made sure nothing got too out of hand. Marinette and Dick were laughing at the whole ordeal while Alfred and I just shook our heads. Selina was playing footsie under the table with Bruce as usual, but no one ever really noticed that. Except this time I did.

The tables usual chaos was abruptly halted when the doorbell rang throughout the manor.

A few people at the table pulled out their phones to pull up the manors security system, including me.

Marinette leaned over my shoulder to see a very tan woman, practically orange in complexion, with long orangy-red hair that went all the way past her butt. She was wearing a simple purple, loose fitting turtle neck with skinny blue jeans and black boots. I looked over at Marinette and found her staring intensely at the sunglasses. She probably found the large dark tinted sunglasses that hid her eyes strange. It was almost like she was hiding them on purpose, which she was.

"Who is she?" Marinette asked me.

"Kori!" Dick leaped out of his chair with so much speed that it fell to the ground.

"Dick's girlfriend?" Marinette asked as everyone followed after him towards the front door.

"Yep." I nodded. "We weren't expecting her so soon."