Summary:
“Tim . . .”
He looked back at her.
“Do—do you want to get married for real?”
He immediately stumbled, tensing at her words. Marinette rambled. “It’s—it’s just that we already told everyone, and we—we can at least make it official for the school interview and all. Also, I’m still worried about the cops coming after me. But if you don’t want to, that’s okay! I understand! I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have suggested it in the first place—”
“Mari!” He cut her off, skidding to a stop and holding both her hands. “I’ll be happy to marry you.”
Notes:
Based on Spy x Family Episode 2
Marinette leaned against the window of the shop, slightly bouncing on her heels as she checked her wristwatch again. It was fifteen minutes past their agreed meeting time. There was no sign of Tim. Not even a call or message.
She sighed internally, pulling her coat closer. It happened so quickly—she found a single father in a boutique she frequented and they decided to fake date because of their circumstances. For him, it was for the sake of his child’s schooling. For her, it was because of her brother (and the inevitable need to protect her identity and continue her job).
In hindsight, it was absurd. They barely even knew each other. But Marinette chose to trust him and went ahead and told everyone she’d be coming with her boyfriend. She had a creeping feeling that it was going to backfire on her. She did not like said feeling.
“I hope he’s okay,” she whispered to no one in particular. “What if something happened to him?”
She peered at both ends of the street and continued waiting.
“FUCK!”
Explosions boomed throughout the entire warehouse, followed by an onslaught of gunshots. Red Robin scrambled to get the door, holding it open for Red Hood, who carried the stolen goods out. “Timmy, you dragged me into a death trap!” Hood barked out, pulling out his own guns.
Red Robin jumped at one of his assailants. “No.” Kick. “Names.” Punch. “On.” Jab. “The.” Dodge. “Field.” Strike. “Jay!”
Curse the agency’s shortage of spies. He just had to be dragged into another mission to steal back jewelry. On the same day he had to go to the promised party with Marinette! He was lucky Jason agreed to go with him, or else the task would be a hundred times more inconvenient.
He glued himself near the entrance, waiting for the goons to come out as Red Hood started the van. His jaw clenched. Thirty-eight of them inside . . . I have less than ten seconds to deal with each. As soon as they popped out, he began, tackling them one by one and picking up discarded weapons. He glared at the van where Jason was comfortably waiting, not even bothering to help him.
When he finished, he made a mad dash towards the vehicle.
“I’m so late,” he hissed, frantically removing his cowl. He took one of the suitcases to check if the contents were intact.
Meanwhile, Jason sped through the highway. “It’s your own fault for taking this job.”
Tim held up a necklace to eye level. “It’s not my fault I’m the best one they have.”
Jason clicked his tongue. “Show-off.” He madly swerved to the side. “I get a cut, right?”
“Pick whatever you want.” Tim slammed the case shut after taking a nice diamond ring. “I get this one.”
