Soulmate For Hire

This Might Be My Villain Origin Story

in case you guys on wattpad didn't get my Lemon insert--Lemon is my pen name, I use it mostly on tumblr

and also prepare for some idiot dick and some obnoxious jay

shits getting REAL

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Marinette woke up curled around Tim.

Sometime through their little nap (two hours, the most either of them had slept in weeks), someone--probably Tim--had taken off her shoes and pulled the covers over her.

"Mar? You gotta get up, sunshine bear baby."

Marinette groaned at the awful nickname. It was something the two had started to annoy each other but then slowly turned into a competition to see who could come up with the worst mushy nickname possible.

"Fuck off, shithead."

"But fuzzy gummy bear boo." Tim whined, tugging on a chunk of her hair.

Marinette shoved her face into the pillow, trying not to scream.

But she couldn't, she had to get up and cause some chaos.

So, like the brave soldier she was, she forced herself to stand and give Tim the most deadpan look as she told him where to shove his "fuzzy gummy bear boo."

"Mar! That was mean!" Tim called as Marinette stomped to the bathroom to fix her makeup and smooth out her short baby blue . It was one of her own designs, with flounce long sleeves made of mesh that tightened at the wrist. Marinette put her hair up in a bun with two strands hanging in front.

As she fixed her lip gloss--it was smeared all over her cheek--she saw Tim poke his head into the room.

"You almost ready?"

Marinette rolled her eyes, huffing dramatically.

"Give me time, sweetie honey bear, I know you made sure to wake up earlier than me just so you could get all pretty and rub it in my face."

If Marinette had turned to look at her fake soulmate then she would have seen the light blush on his face as he choke don't, "You think I'm pretty?"

Marinette smirked as she passed Tim, patting his cheek gently. "Not when you look like a gaping fish."

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The Botanic Gardens at Historic Barns Park.

"Very fancy." Marinette commented.

Her and Tim stood in front of the gardens, arms linked, expressions ready for chaos.

"The fanciest." Tim smirked.

Marinette grinned at the man, looking like the devil in heels.

"Meet at the bathrooms in an hour?"

Marinette nodded her affirmative. "Keep in contact?"

"Obviously."

The two separated with a fist pump. Marinette went left, Tim went right.

The ravenette made her way through the gardens and to the crowd of people that formed the party.

Specifically to the grinning man surrounded by his family.

Tim had shown Marinette pictures of his brother Dick Grayson, so she knew exactly who he was--so she hightailed it to him.

Marinette stopped right next to Dick--he was a lot taller close up.

"Dick! Oh wow it's been so long!" She raised her voice a few octaves and threw on a Gotham accent.