C'est la vie. MLB x DC au

Chapter 10: Wind Of Change

"So." Marinette sat on Luka's carpeted floor and leaned against his bed for support.

"Have you kissed little miss someone else yet?" She asked teasingly with a tinge of jealousy.

To be entirely honest, Marinette couldn't care less about Luka and his little daydreams at the time, she was just trying to ease herself into the main course. She was desperately searching for a way to tell him what she had witnessed a couple of nights ago. It was a very sensitive matter and she knew that better than anyone else.

Luka's father, well-known artist Jagged Stone, left around the time his son turned 6 years old. Luka was beyond devastated. Jagged wasn't simply a father in his eyes, he was his absolute role model. The reason why he fell in love with music.

Marinette was there the day his mom told him that his dad had most likely abandoned them for good. She held his hand reassuringly as he cried, not saying a word because even at a such young age, she understood words were just not enough in a situation like this.

"There's no need to rush fate." Luka's gentle voice snapped her out of her reverie.

"Don't wait an eternity Luka, I mean she's from New York where things tend to move faster." She advised.

"But, well, I'd like to believe that it's simply enchanting to meet a strapping young man who doesn't have sex on the brain." She scoffed at his remark.

"Sure, if it helps you sleep at night." She teased and he sighed, annoyed.

"Mari, you heard her yourself. Through her admittance, she's a self-proclaimed virgin."

"For another second!"

"Chloe happens to be a bright, intelligent young woman who is in charge of her own body." He defended her, his fondness for the blonde neighbor as evident as ever.

"I'm not suggesting leather straps and Crisco, just a kiss!"

"Oh Chloe and I will kiss, don't you worry. The question is when will you?"

"What, kiss Chloe?" She retorted amused and Luka rolled his eyes at her.

"Mari." He looked at her with a lazy smile.

"I don't know what to tell you, Luka. I'm just waiting for the right person, I guess. I mean, there are no candidates anyway, right?" She chuckled awkwardly and Luka frowned.

"What are you talking about? Mari, I bet there are at least 5 guys in our school who have the hots for you. You are beautiful, you know."

"Yes, but they don't know me."

"Well, then give them a chance to get to know you."

"It's a little more complicated than that, Luka."

"How so?"

"It just is!" She snapped, closing her eyes at the feeling of pressing intensity under his stare. He looked taken aback when she opened her eyes again.

"Sorry... It's been a weird week." She admitted and Luka nodded slowly.

"Do you want to talk about it?"