Maribat March day 8~Sleepover
all right i think this is the last one. I had these done, but life happened. I wasn’t quite sure where i was going with this but it’s still cute!
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It was a summer to remember. Marinette had become famous overnight when her Uncle Jagged ‘accidentally’ named her as his most Rock n’ Roll designer. Her commissions flooded overnight with everyone wanting an MDC original. She was shocked to see Adrien and Chloe amongst them, but almost died when she saw that Beyonce, Brendon Urie, and members from the Jonas Brothers had sent in a request. She did die when she got to meet said musical celebrities and they praised her work in private and publicly, reinforcing Jagged’s compliments about her and clothing.
She had gotten over her crush on Adrien for two reasons. The first was when she realized her crush was getting nowhere and she enjoyed having him as a friend. The sealing deal was when Adrien came out as gay(and super gay at that). She jumped ship from crushing on him to talking boys and how cute they were in a heartbeat. Alya would have been jealous except now her and Marinette were trying to set Adrien up on blind dates with guys they thought were worthy of their sunshine friend.
That was the summer Marinette had turned 15. A lot happened that summer that she would forever remember. One of the best things to happen though, was running into the Wayne’s at a Gala she went to with Jagged. To make a long story somewhat short....
Mari went with Jagged, who gushed about her all night and how amazing she was. Marinette, who doesn’t take praise very well, was overwhelmed and blushing the whole night. She managed to escape down a quiet hallway and ran directly into the youngest member of the Wayne family, although she didn’t know that at first. Damian instantly liked the girl who had almost knocked him over. She had no idea who he was and was treating him like any normal person. Marinette was relieved that he didn’t know who she was either and wasn’t asking her a million questions about her commissions. The two spent the rest of the night talking, exchanged numbers, and met up the next day before they parted ways to head home. It was only when a picture appeared in a tabloid that someone sent to Marinette about “WHO’S THE NEW GIRL NEXT TO DAMIAN??”
Needless to say she had a mini heart attack before Tikki calmed her down. The rest is history as the two have kept in contact long enough to have been dating for the past two years. Marinette, now 22, and Damian,23, have spent the night at each other’s own apartments before. Mari seemed to be spending more time at Damian’s than there own apartment, but that’s a story for another time.
Tonight was special. Damian had disclosed that he had never really had a sleepover as a kid. There was no staying up all night talking with your friends, no midnight sugar rushes, and most devastating of them all, no pillow forts. So tonight, she had a plan and she was prepared. She had all the Harry Potter movies to marathon, pizza was being delivered at 9pm, all the sugary confections from her parents’ bakery, and every last pillow and blanket she could find in her apartment. Damian was told to bring some over as well. They were set.
Damian arrived at 8:30 on the dot, just expecting to curl up with some movies and cuddle on the couch. Nothing out of the ordinary. Instead, he was bombarded with an overwhelming smell of sugar, chocolate, and raspberry. Marinette was sitting in the living room, surrounded by blankets and pillows and a big grin on her face.
“Angel,” he questioned,”what’s going on here?”
“Having a proper sleep over,” is all she said and threw some blankets at him. “Come here! We need to build the fort before the pizza gets here!”
And so began the night of blanket fort building, sugar highs, and staying up till ungodly hours watching Harry Potter. Damian debated on whether or not that type of magic was real or not with Marinette, who only kept saying that magic was real. No ifs ands or buts about it. The blanket fort collapsed on them in the middle of a heated argument over who got the last raspberry macaroon. Mari was able to swiftly steal the treat, with help from Tikki, before Damian even got free.
And to end an otherwise perfect sleepover, Marinette decided to give Damian a little makeover. When he finally passed out, she snuck to her room to get her brightest shade of pink nail polish. With a bit of good luck, he didn’t wake at all while she painted his toes and fingernails pink. It wouldn’t be a sleepover without some kind of makeover right?
She snuggled up next to Damian under their fort and fell asleep, knowing in the morning there would be a confused Damian with pink nails wondering around looking for the acetone to remove it. She’d hid that too. A smile graced her face as she dozed off, giggling at how her morning would turn out.
