Daminette December 2025: 27-
"I really can't stay." Marinette sighed, she had to get back to Paris.
"Angel, it's cold outside." Damian replied.
She rolled her eyes, "I've got to go away."
He looked at her light winter outfit, "Angel, it's cold outside."
"This evening has been-" she started.
"I was hoping you'd drop in." He interrupted.
"So very nice." She smiled, placing a kiss to his lips.
"I will hold your hands." Damian said, "They are like ice."
"My mother will start to worry." Marinette stated.
"Angel, what is your hurry?" he asked.
"My father will be pacing the floor." She admitted, "They don't know that I am here."
"Listen to the fireplace roar." He spoke, taking her closer.
She backed up, "So, really I'd better scurry."
"Habibiti, please don't hurry." He whispered.
She winced, "But maybe just a drink more."
Damian smiled, "I'll put some records on while I pour."
"Your brothers might think-" she started.
"Angel, it's bad out there." He reminded her.
Mari rolled her eyes and nudged him, "Say, what's in this drink?"
Damian shook his head at her light teasing, "No cabs to be had out there."
Marinette leaned into Damian's embrace.
"Your eyes are like starlight now." He whispered, as they sat by the fire.
"Did I mention your hair looks swell?" He asked, making her giggle.
'I ought to say 'No, no, no, Sir.'
"Mind if I move in closer?" The young Wayne questioned, scooting closer.
"At least, I'm gonna say that I tried." She whispered, getting comfortable.
"What is the sense of hurting my pride?" He asked.
"I really can't stay." Mari whined.
"Habibiti, it's cold outside." He reminded her.
"Ugh." She groaned, "You're very pushy, today, you know?"
"I prefer the term, opportunistic. " he smiled.
Marinette pushed away, "I simply must go."
"Habibiti, it's cold outside." Damian stated.
"The answer is 'No'." She said, getting up.
"But, Angel, it's cold outside." He said, grabbing her hand.
"The welcome has been-" she stated.
"How lucky you dropped in." The young Wayne reassured her.
"So nice and warm." She smiled, placing her other hand to his cheek.
Damian brought up the surveillance camera from her balcony, "Just look at that storm."
"Tikki will be suspicious." She said.
Damian pulled her close, "Your lips look delicious. " placing a quick kiss to her lips.
"Plagg will be there at the door." She smiled.
"We could go where waves are upon a tropical shore." He tried, again.
"Trixx's mind is vicious." Mari spoke.
Damian pulled her into another kiss, "Your lips really are delicious."
"Maybe just another smore." She smiled.
"There has never been such a blizzard before." He said, getting her to sit back down.
"I've got to get home." Mari insisted.
"Habibiti, you'll freeze out there." Damian pleaded.
"Say, lend me you comb?" Marinette asked, feeling her hair.
"It's up to your knees out there." Damian declared.
She rolled her eyes, "This has been grand."
"I thrill when I touch your hand." He said, taking it in his own.
"But don't you see?" She asked, trying to get him to see reason.
"How can you leave me?" Damian asked, throwing her off guard.
Marinette leaned in and kissed his lips, "There's bound to be talked tomorrow."
"Think of my life-long sorrow." He whispered, keeping ahold of her hand.
"I'm sure there will be plenty implied." She stated.
"If you got pneumonia and died-" he began.
"I really can't stay." Mari whispered.
"You need to get over that hold." Damian insisted.
"Angel, its cold-" he spoke.
"It's cold outside." She finished.
"Okay, fine, just another hour." Marinette sighed, getting comfortable in his arms.
"That took far more convincing than I thought." Damian pouted.
Two seconds later, the akuma alarm went off on her phone. Damian groaned, instantly. Marinette kissed his cheek.
"Maybe next time?" She asked.
"You can easily get to Paris from here. Reconsider about the move?" He pleaded.
"I'm not supposed to be using it." She reminded him.
"I'd prefer to have you, here, and safe, than miles away." Damian spoke.
"I know." She whispered, "Soon. Kalki, voyage."
Damian sat in his room, surrounded by his girlfriend's scent and delicious cooking. He walked over to his desk and pulled out a small box.
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