He Knows

Chapter 2

Marinette

I slowly walked up to the lady at the desk to collect our tickets to get on the plane.
"How can I help you today?" She asked with a smile.
"Hi, my name is Marinette. I'm here to collect the tickets for the WE contest tickets."
I shuffled from foot-to-foot. And just when she was about to hand me the tickets, I was shoved aside and knocked to the floor.
"I'll take those." I looked up at Alya as she quickly went through the tickets and growled. "You don't deserve first class." She scoffed as she took the tickets to their teacher.
I stood, fed up with what happened, and stormed over to Alya (who was holding hers and Chloes tickets.)
"Give them back, Alya." I demanded and held my hand out.
She looked at my outstretched hand, and scoffed. "No." She went to turn around, but I snatched the tickets away and walked away.
"These are my tickets, and the airport has a strict no switching rule." I said before walking to Chloé, handing her the other first class ticket, and boarding the plane.

~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~

I stood next to baggage claim for twenty minutes, looking for my bag. It wasn't there. I looked around the area and found it next to a trash can, which was hidden behind a plant. And when I looked around for my class, and/bus, they weren't there. Great. Just great. I pulled out maps and began my walk to Grand Garden Hotel.

I was hopelessly lost. Maps wasn't helping at all. It was dark, and I couldn't see the signs. I was tired, and sore, and hungry! I wasn't having the best day!! I stopped at the entrance of an alley and looked through maps to try and find a faster route, when I felt a hand over my mouth and a tug on my waist. I dropped my phone and tried to get away from whoever held my, but I couldn't. Finally, I but the mans hand, and broke free. But he wrapped both arms around mine, and held them against my body.
"Get off of me!" I yelled as he lifted me off the ground. I kicked my legs and arms as best I could, but it was impossible with they way he held me.
"Shut up, you stupid bitch!" He yelled back.
"Get the hell off me, or so help me, I'll end you!"
His grip tightened and I squeaked. He was pushing on the bruises and it did not feel good at all. I wiggled enough, that I managed to kick him between the legs. He dropped me instantly. The roundhouse kick, I sent to his face, knocked him out.
"I told you, I would end you." I muttered before heading out of the alley.
"Wow, Miss. that was interesting to watch."
I jumped, and saw the one person I didn't want to see right now. "What are you doing out here, Angel?" Robin asked
I blushed before sighing. "The teacher didn't do a head count. I have been trying to get to my hotel for the past hour. Then this guy showed up." I picked up my phone and bag. "I was going to surprise you, but there goes that." I said with a smile.
Robin smiled before pulling me into a kiss. I instantly relaxed, as his arms snakes around my waist. And I felt safe for the first time in awhile.
"I'm gonna kill your teacher." He muttered.
I giggled "No Killing. That's the rule." Then winced as his hand traced my abdomen. He gently tugged my shirt up and growled lowly.
"Who did that?" He demanded.
"I'll explain everything later. But right now, I want to sleep."
I hated the fact, that I had to tell him. I didn't want to. I really didn't want to. But I knew it would happen eventually, just not so soon.
"Race you to the Manor." I said before tying my bag on my back, and jumped up to the roof.
"I don't think so!" Robin called as he grappled you beside me.
And just like that the race began.

Neck and neck.
We were running, and jumping, and propelling ourselves across Gotham. And when we got to the home stretch, I pushed all the strength I had left, and jumped into the door. I laughed as Robin fell on top of me. He was laughing with me, as he took his mask off. We both sat up.
"I win." I said with a satisfied smile on my face.
He leaned in close, a smile of his own on his face. "What's the prize?"
"A kiss will do— for now." I stated before pecking him on the lips.
"Explain." He said, and pulled us both into a standing position.
"Imayormaynotbegettingbuliedbythenewgirlinmuclassandsheturnedallmyfriendsagainstme."I said it in one breath.
"What?" He asked as he pulled me into his room. I took a moment to look around the room.
"I may or may not be getting bullied by the new girl in my class. She turned all my friends against me." I said and sat at the edge of his bed. I didn't look at him. Too ashamed to face the fact that I hid this from him. The one person that continuously makes me happy.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want to worry you. Especially if you were here and I was in Paris. I'm not going to make you worry to the point where you fly out and stay there."
The floor had an amazing view from my position. I could see the tiniest bit of lint on the grey rug. And then I could see boots. Then a face, with green eyes. Beautiful green eyes, that fill my life with joy.
"I'm not mad at you. I get why you did it. But you have to tell me these things. It's not healthy." Damian whispered.
"I'm sorry." I said, as a tear fell. He wiped it away and held my face between his hands.
"I'm not going to leave your side. And your staying here. I'll have Alfred get your Chloé friend as well."
"Have I told you, that I love you." I whispered, a watery smile forming.
He shrugged, but a smile was plastered on his face. "I have heard you say that before." He said with a pondering voice. "But I think I hit my head, will you remind me please."
I chuckled and gently kissed him. I could practically feel his worry. But I was happy, I had missed him like crazy.
"Go shower. You stink, and I really need some food. And call Chloé." I said as I pushed him away slightly.
"Fine. But don't talk to anyone. They are crazies. If you see one clutching a coffee mug, you'll pass as a hallucination."
I chuckled, before pointing and smiling "shower, now. I'm getting food." I whispered before pulling my bag out and changing into pajamas. They were black shorts, with a white lining at the bottom. And a black shirt that said, I'm hungry, screw you.

Damian

When I got out of the shower, Marinette was laying in my bed. Her hair was down and she looked peaceful. I threw on some shorts before climbing into bed next to her. I gently kissed her head, wrapped my arms around her waist and tugged her close. Before falling asleep.