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Stephanie: Maybe he's homophobic?

Marinette: We're not a couple Steph.

Stephanie: We're not?

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"Wait," a voice called out. "Stop for a minute."

Marinette didn't realize they were talking to her until a hand grabbed her arm to get her attention. She turned, shocked, to face the woman trying to get her attention.

"Umm, hi?"

Marinette was a bit uncertain. She figured she was probably mistaken for someone else but the blond woman was excitedly talking.

"I have to know where you got this jacket. It's the perfect color and I have to have one. I never see anything use this color of purple."

"Oh well, this is just a prototype. I'm just testing it to make sure it is comfortable and functional."

"Did you make it? It's amazing."

"I did. I need to adjust the pockets because of the way the material moves. It makes a gap that would cause things to fall out."

"Probably make it easier to reach in for pick pockets too."

"That is a concern. I hate when I love a jacket but then end up hating it because it is useless."

"That's an entire mood that the fashion industry prefers to ignore."

"That's most of why I have my own brand. To prove you don't have to sacrifice fashion for the sake of function. They can go together."

"They could go together like you and me."

"Exactly! Wait, what?"

Marinette backtracked in the conversation before realizing what the woman was suggesting.

"I--uh--mm"

"I have that effect on people." She grinned. "I'm Stephanie."

"Marinette."

"Okay Marinette. I'm going to need your business information so I can get this jacket, preferably exclusively."

"Oh, of course. An exclusive piece will cost more. It did take time to design it. But I can make sure it is made exactly how you want it."

"Perfect. Then, I would love to have a way to contact you personally. Unless testing the jacket out includes time for me to drag you off to get coffee and waffles."

"I did skip breakfast."

"Works for me."

Stephanie had never let go of Marinette's arm so she just slid her hand down to Marinette's and gently pulled her along towards her favorite place for waffles.

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Tim: I literally have a boyfriend

Steph: That's homophobic

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Stephanie had never intended to stop at the same shop every day after her class but she had stopped a couple times and had seen the same person working in the corner so she started going there hoping the girl would look her way one day. Maybe it was creepy. But she wasn’t actually following her around and she never actually tried to bother her. It was never supposed to have gone this long. With most people, they would lose focus at some point and there would be a smile or eye contact, but nothing distracted her from her work. Steph had tried. She was planning on giving up because Babs wouldn’t stop making fun of her for it but Jason had overheard and had a plan.

Purple jacket

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Marinette glanced back down at the picture. It made for a perfect example of her work. Stephanie looked great in the jacket. Her smile lit up her whole face. Marinette didn’t know what to do. Steph had seemed interested and flirty, but maybe that was just her personality. Marinette was reminded of her younger years when another blonde made her forget everything she wanted to say and just stammer and blush until someone took pity and changed the subject.

Steph didn’t change the subject, but she didn’t bring it up either. Marinette needed to do something. She had to find a way to get her words to say what she wanted. Maybe she could visit her in the morning and find a way to show her what she was thinking. That might be the best plan anyway. Show rather than tell. She was always better at that anyway. Who needs words; Marinette thrived on demonstration.

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She was lucky that she had gotten a number for Steph's roommate. This would be perfect. She brought everything she needed and set it up. She had even found a waffle maker that made heart waffles. There would be no way to misinterpret her meaning. She made the batter and dropped plenty of food color drops and let it sit while she heated up the waffle iron and started the coffee. By the time the waffle iron was hot the batter was a deep purple. Marinette could hear shuffling sounds coming from Steph's bedroom as she filled the waffle iron with the batter. The sound of the shower starting should give her just enough time to set everything up.

The waffle iron beeped and Marinette pulled it out. It Looked exactly as she had hoped. She set it on a plate and gently piped small whipped cream swirls around the outside of the waffle. The light purple of the whipped cream contrasted perfectly with the darker purple of the waffle, now slightly browned. Marinette poured the coffee and fixed it just how she remembered Stephanie liked it. She could hear her coming down the hallway now.

She rushed as she remembered the strawberries and hurried to arrange them on the waffle. Hopefully it didn’t look sloppy or thrown together. She looked up and smiled as Stephanie saw her and smiled.

“Good morning, Marinette. I wasn’t expecting to see you here and making breakfast.”

“I just really wanted to see you.”

Marinette managed to get her words out without stumbling over them. But Stephanie looked at the plate. She couldn’t seem to get any words out. Marinette was waiting to see her reaction as she stared at it in silence. Maybe she didn’t like it. Marinette looked back down. It looked pretty. The purple heart waffle was cooked well and the strawberries looked bright red against it, perfectly forming the letter U.

Stephanie made eye contact with her. Marinette bit her lip and looked down when she didn’t say anything. But Stephanie stepped close to her and used her finger to tilt Marinette’s chin back up. She leaned over the plate and pressed her lips against Marinette's. She looked into her eyes as she pulled back slightly.

"I heart you too."

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