Nyriel

“So, you took her for a ride on a motorcycle?” Tim asked happily, while interfering his call with Grayson again.

Officially, or better to say, as far as people from his school thought, Damian was staying in Paris with his older brother Richard. But they all agreed that the boy could take care of himself, and Grayson would only appear when it was needed for papers or official meetings.

But father insisted them to have a video call every day, not only for an update — wich was mostly done via Damian’s reports — but also for ‘psychological health’.

It was either this or enjoying Grayson in flash in Paris, so Damian was forced to accept the conditions of this solo mission.

But he never agreed to have the whole bunch of bat-brothers, striving to get into the conversation.

“I didn’t take her for a ride.” Damian barked at him. When did he even have time to read his report?! “I took her away from the crime scene so that she could not interfere with the akuma-battle.” He explained, trying to keep cool.

“And how often do you go on a dat.... to visit her?” Dick smirked at him from the screen.

“I didn’t go to visit her. I reconnoitred the situation behind enemy lines!” Damian’s patience wasn’t at best today, but he had some achievements, so he could hold on to them. “And I found evidence of her involvement in Shadow Math’s affaires.”

“Right, right!” Jason popped up on the screen too. “I even heard you spied on the girl from the window of her room! That’s my boy!”

“I didn’t spy on her.” Damian sighed. That’s exactly why he shouldn’t have write the details in his report. “I retrieved information.”

“And how does she look when she is changing into pajamas?” Jason laughed.

“Not this type of information!” Damian barked again, but the ideas about Marinette taking her clothes off was... distracting.

Damian knew how well her body was build, since he happened to hold her close more than once. And he had a very good imagination...

“...amian!” He heard, and blinked to the screen. “All three faces were looking at him attentively. “Did you just spaced out on us?” Dick asked.

“Now I can see her charms are really working on him!” Tim laughed.

“It’s one of two.” Jason reasoned. “Either her charms or his hormones and pictures of half-naked girls in his head.”

“Ahh, teenagers...” Dick concluded. “Ok, seeing we’re done with the update, I declare the meeting closed. Nightwing out.”

“Oh, I wanted more dirty details!” Jason protested.

“You’re one dirty detail yourself!” Tim laughed. “Red out.”

“You’re all no fun.” Jason frowned, but lightened up with a playful smirk immediately. “Go, get her, tiger! I believe in you!” And before Damian could protest, added “Red Hood out”, and turned off the channel.

Damn it! Not only they teased him again, but now Damian’s mind was full of the possible types of Marinette’s underwear, softly fitting her beautiful, slim, toned body...

Perhaps now his hormones were really involved, reacting on those stupid ideas his brothers had.

And how one healthy 17 years old man should deal with this mess?

*

Marinette’s heart was bitting fast, betraying her better judgement.

Damian was carrying her to the nurse office, holding her bridal stile, and Marinette couldn’t even feel the pain anymore, because all she could feel was his arms, holding her tight and the warmth of his chest through the thick material of his t-short.

They had physical education lesson, and Marinette got distracted with the boy’s training game (or maybe it had something to do with gorgeous and well-built green-eyed brunette who was hard to take her eyes off?).

In any case, she lost her attention on the potential danger, which was a bad idea, since Lila came back from her ‘trip’ today, and a room full of sports equipment in her presence could pose a threat to Marinette.

So, of course in that exact moment Lila decided to dropped a rack with balls on Marinette, pretending to stumble.

This was to be expected with everything that happened for a month and a half of her absence.

Of course Lila was upset that Adrien left and she couldn’t hang on him. Gabriel disappeared as well, together with an opportunity to brag about the photo sessions with Adrien in front of everyone.

And without Alya supporting her like before, Lila was losing the class’s interest and involvement in her stories from the very morning.

Of course she decided to vent her anger at Marinette, who else was to blame for all her torment?!

Fortunately, the rack only slightly pressed Marinette’s leg, but the noise was terrible, and all the guys ran to her.

Damian immediately sat down at her leg, examining it with his fingers for a fracture.

He acted so clearly and competently, that Marinette thought that he must have taken some kind of medical course or something like that.

“It is not broken.” He stated authoritatively. “But you need a bandage.”

“I can take you to the nurse, Netty.” Kim offered, but Damian looked at him like he was about to growl, without removing his hands from Marinette’s slightly swollen shin. Kim immediately retreated. “Or not.” He said in an unusually quite voice.

“It’s okay, Kimmy.” Marinette intervened cautiously. “Damian can help me get there.”

Marinette wasn’t sure if she had interpreted Damian’s intentions correctly. And although she didn’t at all imply that he would carry her, but rather support her walking, Damian grabbed her in his arms.

“Which way?” He asked, holding her as if she didn’t have any weight.

The boy was much stronger then he seemed to be in his regular clothes, hiding his sports training. But even seeing him today in a t-shirt — with his strong embossed arms — Marinette didn’t realize how built up Damian was. Only when he caught her with the ease of a feather did she feel this strength.

“D-down the corridor on the left.” Marinette squeaked, losing herself in the pleasant, almost familiar sensation of his closeness as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

And they went out, leaving an agitated teacher, angry Alya interrogating Lila, and dumbfounded classmates, looking after them.

On the way to the infirmary, Marinette said nothing more, tried not to move and even not to breathe. Every minimal movement of her body led to a new contact with Damian’s, and Marinette could hardly control herself in such closeness to him.

For some reason, this closeness made her lose her mind.

It was not only a physical attraction though. His whole appearance screamed with confidence, and it was something Marinette missed so much in her life. Especially now.

Damian was tough and harsh, like with Chloe on his first day at school, and kept himself apart from the crowd, but Marinette felt a kind heart and warmth in him, like when he protected her from falling without even knowing her.

Perhaps, he himself didn’t even know about this balanced contradiction inside him.

These two sides intertwined in him amazingly harmoniously.

Even today, he scared Kim away with a look, threatening cruelty, and at the same time so carefully, almost tenderly examined her leg.

She still couldn’t fully understand his actions. Did he knew he was doing that?

But this kind of protective position over her, that he expressed just now in gym... it didn’t scare Marinette away, rather aroused her desire to be closer to him. To feel his possession and protection on her...

But it was a weakness, to which Marinette wasn’t ready right now. Too many things were happening, and she couldn’t allow herself such strong distraction.

So she tried to stay steel and deal with her senses.

[about this au]

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