Isekai'd Robin to Miraculous Chapter 33
He stepped inside, not bothering to announce his presence, his mind on his task.
Marinette, bent double over the hem, didn’t hear him. She stretched her arm back for more thread, the spool unraveling behind her, creating a delicate, bright red tripwire across the floor.
Damian, equally absorbed in his quest for the perfect prop, took another step forward, his boot catching the taut red line.
A soft thump as the spool rolled.
A startled gasp from Marinette as the thread tightened around her ankle. A rare, almost imperceptible grunt of surprise from Damian as he stumbled forward.
Marinette stumbled back as Damian got too close. She threw her arms up to catch herself, but bumped into Damian instead. The red thread, a mess now, tangled around their ankles, yanking them close.
They crashed into each other in a messy pile.
Marinette ended up half on, half next to Damian, and this weird red thread wrapped around their legs like they were suddenly super close. She was right up in his face, hands all over his chest, and she could feel his heart racing like crazy.
Her cheeks flushed red, like the thread holding them together.
Damian was utterly, completely rigid. His eyes, wide with shock, locked onto hers.
The blush from their earlier hug, which had just begun to fade, exploded across his face, turning it crimson with embarrassment. He felt her warmth intensely, her breath a gentle whisper against his skin, and the uncomfortable closeness of their intertwined bodies.
“W-we’re… we’re tangled,” Marinette stammered, her voice barely a squeak, not daring to move.
All Damian could get out was a strangled, “Tsk!”” a raw sound of sheer mortification, his mind short-circuiting at the sheer, ridiculous proximity.
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