Marinette was not having a good day. One, she woke up to a pounding headache. Two, she spilled her coffee all over the floor. Three, it's cold, her ladybug tendencies started kicking in. And four, she has a designer's block.
She needs to come up with something for her website, everything is so last month. Plus, since it's getting cold, she needs a new design for the winter, her Autumn clothes are just so... Autumn..y
She lays her head on her desk, pulling her blanket closer to her body. She feels a pair of strong arms on her shoulder. "Stuck, beloved?" Damian, she thought, then she groaned. 17-year-old Marinette was staying at the Wayne Manor for her winter break, invited by her boyfriend of two years. The young man chuckled, "Why don't you take a break, Habibi? Maybe that will freshen your mind."
"I can't, the longer I postpone the less time I have to make it," she told him as she whined again.
"What about a nap?"
"I have no idea what to make."
"A walk?"
"People are waiting for something."
"Early Patrol?"
"But I am fresh out of ideas!"
"How about a movie?"
The girl in her late teens just stared at her boyfriend incredulously. "A movie? Seriously? I am panicking over here and you suggest watching a movie?" her voice clearly unamused. He chuckled again. "It may just lessen your stress, Habibi," her lover reasoned. "I AM NOT STRESSED!"
Damian raised an eyebrow at her statement. "Okay, maybe a bit," she admitted. "Come on Habibi, a movie would take your mind off your designs," Damian said, "It doesn't take much work. Thinking doesn't really treat your headache well." The girl sputtered, "But I- I didn't- How did-" Marinette didn't recall telling Damian about her headache.
Damian smiled. "I saw an empty packet of Advil on your bedside table, seeing as you have no physical injuries after yesterday's patrol nor a temperature, my biggest guess was a headache. Plus you have been clutching your head a lot for the past hour," he explained to her.
"You're not the world's greatest detective's blood son for nothing I guess," Marinette mumbles. Damian's smile got bigger. "Come on, Habibi," he said, "One movie, just to take your mind off of things." Marinette sighed, giving in to her boyfriend's request. "You're the sweetest boyfriend ever you know that," she told him. "Me and sweet don't seem like we would get along fairly," Damian said after he heard her statement. "Keep telling that to yourself, Dove," Marinette said giggling.
They headed down to the living room. Despite living in a manor that most definitely had its own movie room, the boys have always found it more comfortable to watch together there. It turns out that the others had the same idea. Dick, Jay, and Tim were laying on the couch trying to pick out a movie. "I brought the snacks you wanted," Kor'i said as she entered, "Oh hey you two, decided to join us?" All eyes turned to us.
"Hell yeah! Come on Pixie, you've been working too hard," Jason's voice sounded. "That's what I told her," Damian mumbled. Marinette giggled at her boyfriend's words, stumbling a bit because of her headache. "Damian probably won't stop trying to distract me until I do," she told the little group. That made them burst into laughter.
They decided to watch The Chronicles of Narnia. Suddenly Marinette sprang up and yelled, "I got it!" and rushed up into her room. Watching Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy, mainly Peter fight, had given her an idea.
She designed a fantasy medieval winter coat, white faux fur on the edges of the blueish grey hood and sleeves. It was beautiful.
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When she was finally satisfied with the results, she found her boyfriend entering her door. "Finally figured it out, beloved?" he teased, "I told you that a movie was a good ides."
Marinette wished she could wipe that smug smirk on his face but- Oh wait, she can! As Damian got closer and Marinette pulled him into a surprise kiss. She looked up after they pulled away, his smirk all gone and replaced with a charming smile filled with adoration. "Yes, mon chéri," she said, "A movie was a good idea." After all, she now has some inspiration from swordplay, and in all honesty, it reminds her a lot about her Robin.
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Well, that was quite long, for me at least. Welp, one prompt down! 15 to go!
