limerence; a daminette fic<\3

chapter five

"Good morning, Marinette." Damian greeted while giving her white lilies. He admired(loved) the way her face made the surprised face. She had pinkish cheeks while she took the flowers from Damian's hand.

There hands slightly touched, and Robin was sure his heart was going to come out from his body. Her touch was feather-like. Damian thought that if her touch is this light what would happen if he held her hand.

He mentally slapped himself. It is only, the 3rd day of there dating life and he thinks he has the privilege to touch Marinette.(he thinks he doesn't deserve such a soft and pretty girl.)

"How is Gotham, treating you Marinette?" Damian Wayne was trying to start a conversation with her pretty, no- extremely beautiful girlfriend, who looks up at him with her doe eyes.

He swears he will get a heart attack. How can someone be so enchanting?

He clears his throat in an attempt to remove such thoughts.

"I think it's nice. I mean- I mean people are good while I interact with them. And I also got a boyfriend..." A small giggle left the girl's lips and she looks at him and looks away with a smile on her face.

Oh
Oh how much he wants to keep her, in his room and never let her go outside.

He takes a deep breathe.

"I think I should go, my class is going to start." Marinette said she turned around and waved him a bye.

Damian waves her back and looks at her turned back, as she skips to her class. Her skirt bounced as she moved showing the white creamy skin.

He gulped. Never in his life, has Damian ever felt such an attraction to a human being. But Marinette's aura was totally different. Her aura screamed 'love me, love me'. And Damian was no one to ignore such a delicate request.

Was he a pervert?

Can't be. He concluded.(he is)

He opened his notes app and looked what all important things he need to do.
Pick Marinette up after her class. He smirked. He will become the best boyfriend in this whole universe and nobody could ever compete him.

He made his way towards his class, while thinking of the white ribboned girl.

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Marinette never in a million times- ever imagined a boy like Damian would be interested in her.

He looked like a Greek god, himself. The way he spoke was like a gentleman. Almost everyday he gave flowers to her and everyday they were some new fresh flowers.

He was romantic. And Marinette liked that. He always took her to class and picked her from the class. That made her extremely giddy.

Marinette still remembers his confession, which he made 3 days ago. He asked her if he could be her boyfriend and also said please.

Oh, that was the most beautiful confession Marinette ever received her whole life.

She dreamily glanced at the flowers on her desk and smiled. A sudden burst of red sparkles broke her from her dream land.

"I like Damian!" Marinette loved when tikki approved of things.

"He gives of plagg's energy and my senses love his nature already!" She lovingly looked at tikki and gave her a pastry.