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Marinette sighed at the sight of Timothy Drake-Wayne, her boss, entering his office. She took over for Tam, his secretary who is currently on sabbatical. It had just been a week and she was already in love. Timothy was an attractive man, very attractive, but that wasn't what she was interested in. He was sweet and considerate. And his smile, his smile that made butterflies fly around her stomach. How could she not love him so much?

But Timothy would never see anyone like her, she was merely his secretary. She was quite certain that Timothy was dating someone.

He split up with his boyfriend, Bernard, a year ago.

But a year was enough to have another date, especially for him. She was sure there were hundreds to thousands of people who would go out with him. She was certain he had an existing relationship.

"Marinette?" A hand waved before her face, causing her to emerge from her thoughts. There was Timothy standing looking hot in a suit. She had a weakness for men and women in suits. She raised her eyes and smiled, hoping that the blush on her cheeks was not visible. “Hey, are you okay? Your cheeks are really red and you look a little off. Would you like to go home?"

"Timothy!” On her first day here Timothy told her to not call him Mr., Monsieur, or anything like that. “I'm all right! I like you and I can't focus!" Marinette put her hands on her mouth. What the hell did she just say? Oh my god. Timothy was going to hate her and just fire her. Then Bruce Wayne would banish her from Gotham and she would have to run away and live in a whole new country. She would live by herself with all the kwamis and a hamster named-

“I like you too! You are amazing and hardworking! And I would love to be your friend!" Marinette wanted to smack her head on the desk. Not another one! How dense can you get? Why did she have a thing for all these dense people? Kill her, kill her now.

She just sighed. “Anyways, do you have a reason you’re not back in your office working?” Timothy pouted, literally pouted at her. It reminded her of Adrien.

“I was bored and you’re always fun to talk to!”

“Get back to work Timothy! You’re not a child! You need to complete your work!” Timothy looked at her with puppy-dog eyes, which she was immune to thanks to all the kids she had babysat! So take that Timothy! His beautiful, bright blue eyes had nothing on her!

Timothy was just about to walk away when she stopped him. He turned back with hopeful eyes which she almost felt bad for doing what she was going to do. Almost. “Here is your schedule for today. Lex wants a meeting. And do NOT write the notes with a crayon or skateboard in his office!” Timothy looked sad. She rose on her tippy-toes and patted his head. His fluffy, long and really soft hair. She felt bad that she had to stop.

As soon as she retracted her hand, Timothy bought it back on his head. “Just a few more minutes.” Just as their hands touched she felt a weird spark. Maybe it was because they had touched for the first time and she had such a big crush on him. She looked at Timothy who was looking at her with big shocked eyes. So did he feel it too?

Marinette just withdrew her hand. “It must be time for your meeting with Lex now!” She glanced at the clock, which was...frozen? It must be broken. She picked up her phone and...it wasn’t turning on. She was sure she charged it, so it can’t be powered off! She tried clicking on the power button a few times and even holding it. It still wasn’t turning on. Weird. She even forgot to wear her watch today, talk about bad luck. “Timothy, can you tell me the time?”

Timothy nodded and checked his watch. He made a weird face and patted it. “Uh, my watch isn’t working! It’s frozen!” Okay, this was a strange coincidence. Marinette looked around her to ask anyone else for the time, but they were all frozen like statues.

“Okay guys, if this is a prank. It’s not funny!” Nothing. Everything was frozen, even someone’s papers that had been dropping to the ground were frozen in mid-air. Someone was falling, but they hadn’t touched the ground yet. Again, frozen in mid-air. This was getting creepy. It was like everyone was frozen in time but her and Timothy. She hoped it was a dream. She looked at Timothy and he was as confused as her. Looked like he was also seeing the same thing, so her eyes weren’t the problem. Or maybe they were? Maybe a villain attacked and she doesn’t know? Or she was dreaming, yeah, that sounded more legit than the time frozen thing.

Only one way to know if she was dreaming. She pinched herself, hard. It hurt. Sooo not a dream then. She looked at Timothy… who wasn’t there anymore. Looking around her she found him playing with the frozen papers.

“Marinette! Look how cool is this? Literally everything is frozen!” How was he not freaking out!? “We’re the only ones not frozen! We can do anything we want to! It’s like we’re the only ones in the world! No one can stop us from doing anything! It’s like we’re Adam and Eve.” Marinette felt highly offended, she was not as dumb as Eve who ate the forbidden fruits after being said not to do it so many times.

“We should go and check outside and see if everyone else is frozen too! Come on!” Marinette tugged Timothy by the hand. The elevator wasn’t working, so they took the stairs. And yup, everything was frozen. Everything, even the cars, which meant… “Timothy, I have to do something.” Marinette quickly ran to the first car and started climbing up it. She always wanted to walk on cars!

Timothy looked at her with a confused gaze until it hit him! “Marinette, that's such a cool idea!” He also started to climb up on the cars. Soon, it became a game of tag. Running on cars was fun, but tiring.

Just as they jumped down from the last car, they saw a café. It was small but looked like it had good coffee, as there were a lot of people there. Marinette normally wouldn’t prefer someplace so crowded, but because everything was frozen (she was still half-convinced that it was a rogue, or maybe she’s still in Paris and it’s all an akuma) it wouldn’t be a problem.

They strolled in (Marinette had to physically restrain Timothy from poking every person there), and Mari went behind the counter.

“Do you know how to make coffee?” Timothy asked. Marinette smirked.

“I was a barista and I can make wonderful coffee! What would you like?”

“A date would be nice.” Timothy said casually. Marinette was sure her face was as red as a tomato.

“Two americanos coming up!” He didn’t actually mean it, right? He was just joking. So why did he look so sad? While Marinette was making the coffee, Timothy put the money under a paperweight on the counter and put some money inside the tip jar. “Here!’ Marinette handed Timothy his coffee and while he was distracted slipped her share in his pocket.

Soon, they were resting on a bench, with their coffees. After drinking the liquid anxiety and having the time to think, reality slapped her in the face.

“What if the world never unfreezes? What if we’re stuck like this forever? We’ll never be able to leave this nightmare, will we? We’re stuck here forever! We’ll never be able to see our families again, and if we do see them, they’ll be frozen.” It was hard to breathe. It felt like someone was holding her head underwater.

“-ette breathe.” A hand slowly rested on her cheeks and wiped away her tears. She was crying? Marinette leaned into the touch, she needed all the comfort she could get and if the comfort was from her crush, she wasn’t complaining. “Breathe, slow breaths.” Timothy demonstrated and Marinette followed. Soon, her breathing was normal again, albeit a little shaky, but she was getting there.

She would be okay, they would be okay, they just needed a way to undo this spell. How hard could it be?

Very hard.

No phones meant no Google, no Google meant nowhere to go for solutions. Marinette couldn’t help but wonder if it had happened before. Maybe they were the first ones and- okay not going there. Marinette was just going to shut down all the negative thoughts.

She still wasn’t sure how Timothy was so calm.

“What do we do?” Marinette banged her head against Timothy’s shoulder.

“Ouch, Marinette, that hurts.” Marinette groaned, her face still smushed against Timothy’s shoulder.

“I don’t get it!” Timothy hummed for her to continue. “How are you so calm? Like I am two seconds away from a panic attack and you seem not worried in the slightest!”

Tim wanted to mumble something like ‘Well, that’s because I am with you, all my worries disappear when I am with you,’ but he didn't think that he could handle her rejection again. “Well, I am used to suppressing my emotions and dealing with stressful situations, so I am chill.”

Marinette chuckled, Tim realized that sound was his new favorite sound. “Seriously, you keep saying things like that and I am gonna be convinced that you’re Batman.”

Timothy went serious. “Oh no, you discovered my secret!” He tried doing the Batman impression by deepening his voice. “Now I will have to erase your memories.” Marinette decided to join the act.

“Oh no Batman! There must be another way! Please spare me!” Marinette flung her hand to her head. They were both giggling too much now. After five minutes or so their laughter subsided with small giggles.

“Thanks.” Timothy blurted.

“For what?”

“For all of this. I don’t remember having this much fun ever.” Marinette wanted to protect him for some reason. “Come with me!” Timothy suddenly stood up. Marinette stared at him for a second. “Come with meee.” Timothy tugged her hand.

“Timothy!” Marinette yelped as Timothy pulled her along with him. “Where are we going?” Timothy just winked at her.

“It’s a surprise! You are gonna love it!” Marinette pouted. They walked and walked and walked until they reached...Wayne Enterprises? “Timothy? Seriously? You wanna work right now?! You could’ve worked when the time was not frozen.” Timothy chuckled.

“Believe me, it’s not work.” Timothy strolled in and Marinette followed him. They started the painfully long walk up the stairs, cursing that the elevator was frozen.

“Timothy, I am getting really curious, what are we doing?”

“Just wait and watch! And are you just gonna call me Timothy? That’s not what I meant when I said not to call me Mr.”

“So what am I supposed to call you?”

“Tim! Everyone calls me that!”

Marinette sighed. “Fine, Timot- Tim.” Finally they reached the rooftop access.

“Okay, close your eyes.” Marinette looked at him. “Close them.” Tim insisted. Marinette sighed but closed them nevertheless.

“I swear to the fucking god Tim, if I fall I am gonna murder you.” Tim put his hand over her eyes, and pulled her with him.

“I won’t let you. I promise.” They had walked for two minutes or so, (it was a big roof) when Tim stopped. “Okay, you can open them.” Tim slowly removed his hand and the view was gorgeous. “It looks better at night, but well, we don’t know how long it is until nighttime, because, well, you know.”

Marinette laughed and Tim’s heart did a little flip. “It’s really beautiful right now too.” It reminded her of her time in Paris as Ladybug, the view from the top was always breathtaking. “Thanks for showing this to me, Tim.” Marinette smiled. It was really cold there though. Marinette was not a big fan of cold. “We should do this when we’re appropriately dressed though. It’s really chilly up here.”

“I take it that you don’t like the cold?”

Mainette nodded, now rubbing her forearms. Tim shrugged off his coat and slowly draped it over her. It didn’t really work that well because it was a suit jacket, but it was better than nothing. She was so small, it seemed so big on her. It was adorable.

“Seriously though, is everything gonna be stuck like this forever?” Marinette said, looking down at the frozen things.

“Well, what can we do instead of just waiting it out? Not like we have Google or something.” Maybe there were better solutions than Google, but they were sleep-deprived. And the effect of the coffee was fading. So, don’t blame them.

“I am sleepy.” Marinette leaned her head on Tim’s shoulder. If she wasn’t so sleep-deprived, maybe she would’ve been embarrassed, but she was too tired to think.

“We should sleep,” Tim said. Marinette hummed in agreement, though neither of them made a move.

“I don’t really wanna go away from you,” Marinette blurted out. Her eyes widened in panic, maybe she was not that tired. “I mean, you’re the only other person here! And your presence is just comforting. And you know what I mean?” Marinette laughed nervously. Why did Tim look so deflated?

“Yeah, I know exactly what you mean.” He forced a smile on his face. He knew Marinette was way out of his league, so why did it sting so bad whenever she did that? Why did it feel so comforting whenever she said something she didn’t mean?

“My apartment is close if you want to go there?” Tim nodded. Though he didn’t say it, he was surely upset about something.

"Yeah, let's go."

So they went, in silence. Neither of them wanted to say anything. Not like they had anything to say, anyway. Maybe they would say something, some day.

The walk to the apartment was short and Marinette was happy that it ended. Tim, on the other hand, was really shocked. Marinette lived in the crime alley! The crime alley.

Why would she do that? Did she wanna die?

Nevertheless, he went inside, or more like Marinette dragged him inside because he was so shocked. The apartment was really nice from the inside, but it still didn't change the fact that it was in fucking crime alley. The street was famous for being criminal favorite! How did she not know that?

Maybe because she just moved in a week ago? A part of his brain supplied.

"Um Mari?"

"Yeah Tim?"

"You live here?"

"No, I brought you to a complete stranger's house," Marinette deadpanned.

It would have been better. "I mean, you do know that this street has the most crime rate in the entirety of Gotham?"

Marinette made a thinking face and then nodded."That makes sense as to why it was so cheap. Oh well." She shrugged it off.

She shrugged it off!? Does she not have any self-preservation instincts? We go away from danger not into it!

Tim sighed. "Mari…" Before he could say anything else though, Marinette cut him off.

"Uh, Tim there might be a small teeny tiny problem?"

Tim raised an eyebrow. "What happened?"

"Uh, I only have one bed?” Tim was sure that he was in a fanfiction and the author probably hated him.

"I can sleep on the…"

"My couch is being repaired and I don't have any spare mattresses."

"I'll sleep on the floor, I don't care." He did, he really did. Sleeping on the floor sucked, it hurt bad and the floor was uncomfortable. But he'd rather be uncomfortable than make Marinette uncomfortable.

"Tim, I couldn't possibly let you sleep on the floor!" Tim tried to argue but Marinette wouldn't listen to anything he said. Finally, Tim gave up and started lying on the bed. "Please don't tell me you're gonna sleep in that!"

Tim raised an eyebrow. He could see what was wrong with sleeping in a suit but well, it wasn't like he could just run to the manor and get his clothes. Or call Alfred.

"Do you want me to sleep naked?" Marinette blushed so much that she could compete with a tomato and win.

"That's not what I meant! It's just, your suit is so nice! And you look ho- I mean really good in that! And you're gonna ruin it by sleeping in it."

Tim wasn't even planning on sleeping. "So what do you suggest I wear?"

Marinette smiled. "Lucky for you, I am a fashion designer. And I might just have the perfect thing." No, she wasn't stalking him! She promised! She left that habit behind when she realized how bad it was. She just knew his size due to working in the fashion department for so long. She could figure out anyone's measurements by just looking at them now.

"You're a fashion designer? Can I see your stuff?" Marinette nodded and took him to her workshop as she liked to call it.

Tim didn't really have any knowledge about fashion, but when he heard Marinette talking about it, he knew he could listen for hours. Tim didn't know it was possible to fall for her even more. But the way her eyes lit up when she started talking about it, he fell harder.

Marinette was definitely talented. He could see that.

"So, why didn't you work in fashion instead?"

"I am! But as I am just starting, people don't really know about me, so I had to find another job till then."

Tim nodded. Marinette handed him a pair of pyjamas that were exactly his size. He shrugged it off as a coincidence. They were really comfy too.

"Now we can go to bed!" Tim nodded and climbed in, Marinette followed. They laid there unmoving for a very long time. Both worried that they might disturb the other if they moved.

After a few minutes, Tim heard soft snores from his side and realized that Marinette had fallen asleep. She looked beautiful, even while sleeping. Anyone would be lucky to have her. She was probably dating someone, and even if she wasn't, there was no way that she liked him.

Tim sighed and turned around, then froze when he felt Marinette wrap around him. Tim tried to unwrap himself because he didn't wanna embarrass her when she woke up, but she just groaned in annoyance and snuggled more into him.

"Um, Mari?" She didn't respond, so apparently she was a deep sleeper? So he was stuck like that now? He can't work and admire her from afar like he planned to? (Okay, maybe that's a little bit creepy.)

Her heartbeat was calming. He might as well sleep then. His eyes were getting heavy and he was comfortable. The last thing he registered before drifting off was Marinette's leg climbing up and wrapping around his torso.

He smiled in contentment in his sleep, that was the first time in years that he slept peacefully without any worries.

A few hours later Marinette woke up and had to control her squeal. She was completely wrapped up around Tim! Her boss! Oh god, no! She probably made him so uncomfortable. Quickly she unwrapped herself. He must hate her now. And he was gonna fire her. Then she would never get to see him and hear his beautiful laugh.

She should probably pack up before they remove her from Gotham. She should pack up and just leave. And get plastic surgery. Or just move to the temple to complete her guardian training.

Marinette was just getting up from the bed when Tim woke up. Merde. Now she'll never get to run away and hide.

"Morning." Tim looked down into her eyes, because damn she was short.

"M-morning." Marinette was blushing as red as Tim's Red Robin suit and Tim had no idea why. He sat there processing things for a while until what happened before they fell asleep came rushing back. Marinette cuddling up to him like a koala.

"Uh, um, did the time unfreeze yet?" It's okay. They just cuddled. People always cuddle, it wasn't something new. Friends cuddle, and they were friends, he hoped. He just cuddled with a friend. A friend who was really hot and he had feelings for, but a friend.

"Time? What?" Marinette blinked for a few seconds trying to make sense of the world. Then it came back to her! Everything was frozen! "Right! I forgot!" Marinette ran to her balcony aaaaand…everything was still frozen.

Tim was laughing behind her. "Oh my god! You forgot about this! It's such a big thing! Oh my god."

Marinette glared at him. "I can see why Tam went on sabbatical. Dealing with you is unbearable. Poor her, she had to deal with you for so long."

Tim made an offended sound. "HEY!"

"Hi Tim!" Marinette laughed at his offended look. Tim looked to the other side pouting and Marinette gave him a kiss on his cheek (she had to rise on her tippy toes). Tim got really red and Marinette remembered that cheek kisses weren't nothing in their culture. Kisses we're normal in France but in America? It was totally different here.

"Eep! I am sorry! I didn't realize. You probably hate me now, don't you? I don't blame you, I clearly pushed your boundaries." Marinette was rambling and pacing now. "It's normal in France, that doesn't mean it's normal here! I am so dumb! I am so sorry."

"Woah woah, Mari slow down. I don't hate you," Tim said, holding her by her shoulders to calm her down.

"You don't?" Tim shook his head 'no.'

"I could never. You didn't know, and it's okay! I know you didn't mean to, and honestly I didn't hate it," Tim mumbled the last part quietly but Marinette still heard it. She buried her head in his chest.

"Why are you so sweet? I didn't want to fall in love!" They both froze at her words. "I mean-" Marinette sighed. ‘Let's just get it over with,’ she thought. She didn't want to regret anything, like what happened with Adrien. "You know what? I am done. I am done hiding it. Timothy Jackson Drake," Marinette took several steps behind. "I like you, like-like you. Romantically. I know that you don't feel the same, because why would you like someone like me, but I don't wanna regret anything. I like how your hair falls in front of your eyes when you're working. I like how you are always so caring, I like how you sometimes work hard. And I like how you smile cutely. So Tim, I like you."

"Marinette, I-"

"It's okay Tim, reject me, let's just get it over with. I am ready for it."

"But who said I was going to reject you?" Marinette snapped her head up. "Marinette, I like you too. Like-like. Romantically." They stared into each other's eyes for a while. "Mari, can I kiss you?"

"I'd be offended if you didn't." Tim wasted no time, leaning down to put his lips on hers. Marinette instantly kissed back. His arms wrapped around her waist to pull her closer, and Marinette put her arms around his neck. They continued to kiss, and it felt as though time stood still for a second time. When they finally broke apart, they kept their foreheads connected, sharing the same air. Kissing him felt good, why didn't they do this before? "This day might not be that bad."

Tim chuckled. "Couldn't agree more." They got so lost in each other that they forgot that time was still frozen.

Until, "So, about the time," Marinette had to ruin it. Tim groaned and put his head on her shoulder. Marinette patted his head. "There. There." They stayed like that for a while until Tim's mind started working.

"Wait! The Gotham City Public Library! One of my brothers says that all the answers are there in the books!" This would be the first time Jason's advice would prove helpful.

"Tim, that's a great idea! Why didn't we think of this before!? What are you waiting for? Let's go!" Marinette was so eager it was adorable. Tim guessed he also kinda missed the normal unfrozen world. They quickly ran to the library and started searching in every section.

"Found something?"

"Nope. You?"

"If I did, would I be asking you?"

"Point."

Two hours. They searched for two hours, but they didn't find anything. Not a single book on whatever this bullshit was.

They both collapsed in a chair, Marinette's head on his shoulder.

"Is anything going to stay this way forever? We'll never find any way to reverse it back, and we’ll be stuck here like this forever. And we'll just be there, looking at them, in an eternal jail."

Tim started rubbing her back. Yeah, he was worried too, but he was not going to let Marinette be worried and not soothe her.

"Hey, Bean, can I call you Bean?" At Marinette's nod he continued, "Bean, look at me." Marinette lifted her head up and Tim cradled her face with his hands. "Everything is going to be alright. I am here with you. If anything happens, which I am sure won't, I'll support you. I'll be with you."

Marinette nodded and hugged him. "Thanks. Sorry for panicking again. I know you must think that I am so pathetic."

"Hey, I just said I am always gonna be with you. Nothing's gonna change that." Tim wrapped her hands around her. Suddenly, he looked at his side. There were some books that they had ignored. They never looked at them, it was so well hidden from their sight.

Tim nudged Marinette. "Bean, look at that. We never searched in those books, did we?"

Marinette looked at where Tim was pointing, to find some old dusty books. Those were the books that had all the answers in the movies. "We didn't." They slowly made their way to the books and started looking at their titles. Soulmates: Red String, Soulmates: Soulmarks, Soulmates: Time Freeze.

It couldn't be, right? Everybody knew that soulmates were fictional. Nevertheless, Marinette picked up the time freeze book. Might as well see what was written in it.

Soulmates. If you're reading this book, blah blah. They're very rare, only 0.00000001% of the people have them. Yeah, yeah. Tell her how to fix it. Go to the place where it all started. Walk back to WE? Ugh. It's a long walk. And she didn't want to. And reenact the scene where your hands first touched. Why? Unfortunately, there were no answers as to why they had to do it. Then kiss or hug, depending on what kind of bond it is. She dreaded to think what the people had gone through and how long it had taken them to figure that out.

"So, soulmates, huh?" Tim peeked at the book from her shoulder.

"Well, it certainly seems like it. Won't hurt to give it a try, right?"

Tim nodded. They made their way to WE again. Walking on top of cars was really fun. 10/10, would recommend. Unless they had their top open, then don't do it.

"So, let's do this."

Marinette nodded. They made their way back up the staircase. Again. Marinette really looked forward to being able to use the elevator again.

"Um, Bean, if this all works, I just wanted to know. What are we? Friends who have feelings for each other? Soulmates? Friends who have kissed? What?"

"Go on a date with me, maybe I can tell you then." Tim blushed. "I am asking you out on a date date if it wasn't clear. Because damn, you're dense."

Tim nodded. "I would love to."

Marinette smiled.

They reached their floor and Marinette pulled him out of the stairwell. "Alright then. Let's do this." She was really nervous. All the what ifs surrounding her brain. But she took a deep breath to calm herself down. It was going to be okay. They were going to be okay. They went to her desk and Marinette took his file.

“Here is your schedule for today. Lex wants a meeting. And do NOT write the notes with a crayon or skateboard in his office!” Marinette patted his head. Then as she started retracting it, Tim held her hand and put it on his head again. The shock! It was working!

"Okay it's working." All that was left to do was kiss. Marinette rose on her tippy toes and leaned in, Tim leaned in too and they kissed. There were sparks everywhere. Marinette looked beside her and saw everything moving. Slowly, but moving.

The noise returned. People chattering. Marinette had missed it.

"Mr. Drake?" An employee stopped and gave him a weird look. Marinette looked at Tim, and oh my god, he was still wearing the clothes he went to sleep in.

All the employees were confused about one thing. How did that even happen? He was in his suit a moment ago.

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