A New Beginning- a MariJon story

Ch. 20

Jon didn't understand why Damian wasn't happy to see him. Sure, he hadn't exactly told Damian he was coming over. And maybe it was 6 a.m on a Saturday. And he might have crashed through Damian's window in excitement. Okay, so maybe he'd been a little energetic, but he hadn't seen Damian all summer. And all Damian had wanted to do was sleep. So now John had to wait forever for him to wake up.  

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Marinette did not get a good nights sleep. After the whole conversation with Alfred and Jason, she'd been lost in thought for another hour, meaning that by the time she went to bed it was almost 3. And even when she did finally get to sleep, she would wake up a half-hour later feeling like she was choking on her blood again. 

So, after waking up for the 6th time, she decided to just give up on sleep and go eat breakfast. 

"...cause all I know is we said hello, and your eyes looking like coming home. All I know is a simple name..."

"...And everything has changed." Marinette will be the first to admit that she screamed like a little girl when she realized someone else was in the kitchen with her. 

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" In front of her a black-haired, really tall boy. He smelled weird.

"It's alright. I startle easily." He smiled, pushing the bridge of his glasses up his nose. 

"Sorry if you didn't want me ruining your song. I just really, really like that song."

"Wait, really? You listen to Nettie?"

"Do I listen to Nettie? Do I listen to Nettie!? Of course I listen to her! Who doesn't listen to her? She's awesome!" Marinette smiled brightly.

"I didn't realize she was popular."

"What do you mean? She's been in the top ten for, like, a month now."

"Oh! Well, do you uh, have an, uh, favorite song?"

"I love her newest song..."

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Damian was not a happy camper. Not that he ever was one, but in Damian speak, that meant he was out for blood. He heard Jon laughing downstairs, and decided that was a good place to start.

"....yeah so anyway that's how I crashed into the Empire State Building."

"I still can't believe you flew into a building full of people, in your street clothes, and nobody figured out who you are." WHAT? Did Jon just blabber everything to Marinette, who was probably going to sell that information to the highest bidder. Absolutely not, not if Damian had anything to say about it. 

"What, exactly, is going on here?" He rounded the corner and stopped short. There was Jon, floating. And there was Marinette, floating right beside him.

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A hundred feet down, Tim spat his coffee all over the bat computer.

A/N- I finally brought Jon into it!!!!! Lemme know what you think! Thanks for reading!

Edit: made Jon tall and not short because tall boys are just *chefs kiss*