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Is That A Hickey?!

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Students of Gotham Academy stared in disbelief as their resident Ice Prince walked through the courtyard. Their eyes following him as he made his way to the school’s English building. He seemed his usual cold self, until one took a closer look and noticed the slight discoloration on his jaw.

The bell rang just as the door swung shut behind the youngest Wayne, shocking the highschoolers out of their reverie. As students raced to pack up and get to their classes on time, the incident involving the son of Bruce Wayne was put out of their minds.

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Chapter 1: The Incident

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Students of Gotham Academy stared in disbelief as their resident Ice Prince walked through the courtyard. Their eyes following him as he made his way to the school’s English building. He seemed his usual cold self, until one took a closer look and noticed the slight discoloration on his jaw.

The bell rang just as the door swung shut behind the youngest Wayne, shocking the highschoolers out of their reverie. As students raced to pack up and get to their classes on time, the incident involving the son of Bruce Wayne was put out of their minds.

***
The English teacher sat at the front of the classroom, typing away at his computer as his students poured in.

Each student glanced at the lone student sitting in the back, before doing a double take as they realized he was smiling at his phone. Seeing their “I have no emotions unless it’s anger” classmate smiling, even if it was small, had everyone in a state of shock. Running through the heads of these teenagers was one singular thought: What is making him smile?

For the entire period, none of the students paid attention to the English teacher as he droned on about annotation. Everyone had their phones out, either behind a book or under their desk, texting their friends about the odd behavior of their classmate. Each person peeking back at him, surprised each time to see him so enraptured by his phone.

People were texting back and forth, updating those not in their class and spreading theories about his mood change. Their conversations becoming crazier and crazier as more time passed.

In other classes, students started to lose focus. Propping a book up, or turning away from the teacher to check their phones as they blew up with messages. Attention drawn away by the gossip surrounding their classmate, few paid enough notice to have learned anything during their last class period.

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Chat Name: Hawties Only
-Jenny
-Teresa
-Kristy
-Brooke

Teresa:
OMG!!
GUYS!!
@everyone
@everyone
@everyone
HE’S MELTING
HE SMILE AT HIS PHONE
*SMILED


?what
??who r u talking abt
???frosty

Brooke:
WHAT IS HAPPENING??
I SMELL TEAAA
TELL USSS
!!!!
Kristy:
wait,,,
does this happen to be about the hickee??
ON DAMIAN????
*hickey
Teresa:
BWAHEHAHAWAHA JENNY
YESS!
actually im not sure but,,,,
IT MIGHT
Brooke:
TELL USSS
DONT LEAVE ME HANGING
I NEED TO KNO
Teresa:
this the tea..
DAMIAN SMILED
AND
HE HAS BEEN LOOKING AT HIS PHONE FOR ALL OF ENGLIHS
WHILE HE WAS SMILING
*english
Kristy:
wait,,,
maybe he has a girlfriend????
DOES ANYONE KNOW???


idk
i haven’t heard anything about that
?maybe he got good news
??anything he could have good news for
??maybe he got a gift

Kristy:
BUT WHAT ABOUT THE HICKEYYYY
WHERE WOULD THAT COME FROM???


?it could just be a bruise
rich people get to do crazy things
for all we know he could run around doing crazy stunts at night

Teresa:
HWAHEWAASD
THAT WOULD BE SO FUNNY
IMAGINE JUST SEEING A WAYNE ON THE ROOFTOPS
HAHAWAHHGAH

***
When the bell rang to end the period, their resident Ice Prince was the first one out of the classroom. The rest of the class staring in shock upon seeing him leave so quickly. Then, realizing he could clue them in to his odd behavior, started haphazardly packing their bags to get out of the room.

Those quickest to leave followed him back to the courtyard where he stood tapping away at his phone, a small smile on his face.

A scowl slid back onto the young Wayne's face, noticing the large crowd of people staring at him as he slipped his phone into his pocket.

A few minutes later the purr of an engine could be heard, causing him to brighten up and look towards the direction of the sound. Soon enough a gorgeous red motorcycle tore around the corner, slowing to a stop just in front of him.

The biker swung their leg off of the bike, then took off their helmet, shaking out the curtain of beautiful blue hair. With the hair out of their face, the biker was revealed to be a striking young woman.

The school watched in shock as the rider looked at their classmate with a sweet exclamation of "Dami!" before pulling said Wayne into a hug.

Students shut their eyes waiting for the inevitable explosion that followed when someone tried to get close to the Ice Prince. Some cringing as they remembered his reaction to their attempts to get close to him.

A surprised silence followed as they heard him reply with a warm, "Angel." a soft smile on his face as he leaned down to give her a chaste kiss.

Only then did students notice the little bruises that littered her neck.

They broke out in whispers, unnoticed by the couple. Eventually, they broke out of their little bubble to the loud arguments going on about their relationship status.

"-CLEARLY DATING! DO YOU NOT SEE THEM!!" someone was gesturing there towards them.

"-so cute!! Billy, why don't I have a cute nickname?"

"-SO HOT!! I NEED SOMEONE THAT DRIVES A MOTORCYCLE IN MY LIFE!!"

"-wouldn't have picked him up if they weren't dating! They have to be a couple!!"

"DAMN! How did she tame him?!"

"-A TEN, SHE'S A TEN, THEY ARE THE MOST GORGEOUS COUPLE!!!"

"-so pretty! I wish I was her!!"

“-COULD PULL SO MANY GUYS IF I WAS THAT HOT!! I NEED TO BUY A BIKE ASAP!!”

“-love her already! She could step on me and I would thank her.”

The young Wayne just smirked as he listened to everyone, his arm around the waist of the girl with midnight blue hair. Quickly sweeping his belle off of her feet and placing her on the motorcycle, he handed her a helmet and grabbed one for himself. Giving a moment of time for her to slide in place to steer, he climbed on behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

They drove off in the direction of Wayne Manor, disappearing as they turned a corner. As soon as they were out of sight, the students of Gotham Academy dissolved into theories and rumors of the mysterious girl and where she might be from.

Notes:

Didn't know how to fit this in, so here is some backstory:

Marinette and Damian started dating when Marinette was an exchange student and spent a semester at Gotham High. The other students don't recognize her because her hair has grown out a bit, and she is wearing motorcycle appropriate clothing (leather).
When at their school, everyone wore their school uniform so they don't recognize her out of it.

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Chapter 2: Damian's POV

Chapter Text

Damian was on cloud nine. He had just come back from the Botanical Gardens where he had spent lunch with his girlfriend. Smiling slightly he lost himself in the memories of the past hour.

Marinette’s school had let out just last week. With another seven days until it started back up, she had booked a flight to Gotham, letting him know that she would arrive in the morning, likely during his school hours. Refuting his attempts to skip school, she told him not to worry, and promised that she would see him as soon as she had settled in. Damian guessed that this meant she would spend her time baking as she waited for his lunch hour to start.

Marinette had asked him to meet her where they had spent most of their first date, a small secluded area hidden in between the many different sections of the garden. His lovely girlfriend had set up a picnic, with a basket full of sandwiches and fruits, as well as a bottle of sparkling cider. She had also brought a delicious dessert of macarons fresh from her baking spree that morning. They both enjoyed the treats, although he will admit that he ended up tasting them from her lips more often than from the plates she had brought.

Breaking out of his reverie as he arrived at the academy gates, he quickly schooled his expression to avoid adding more ammunition to the insanity that is Gotham’s rumor mill.

Deciding to avoid other students, he hastened his steps through the courtyard, ignoring his classmates clamoring behind him. Because of his inattention to his classmates, he missed the looks of disbelief and surprise on their faces as he strode past them.

He entered the school, the bell ringing just as the door swung shut behind him. The chaos caused by his entrance quickly vanished from the courtyard as students dispersed in a rush to get to their classes.

***
Sitting down at his desk, Damian looked around the classroom eyeing the words on the board before taking out his phone.

Opening up his contacts, he opened up a chat message with Marinette.

Angel ♡:
I'm glad we got to eat lunch together! I am super excited to spend time with you this week!!

Smiling at her last message he typed out a response.


.Me too
I especially enjoyed the macarons
.and your lips

Angel ♡:
⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄
You left a lot of marks…
I can't come out of my room looking like this! (*/ω\*)


.If they bother you, tell me
This would be the perfect reason to throw Todd out the window
Even Alfred might allow it, as a lesson of respecting others
.I think you are his favorite now

Angel ♡:
Please don't throw Jason out the window. I am sure it will be fine… Probably

Alfred is so sweet!!
He helped me make the macarons this morning!
I wasn't sure which flavor he liked best so I handed him a box with two of each
The rest I have saved for whoever we see at dinner tonight!

.You are too sweet, Angel
.I'm sure Alfred will enjoy those
.You are very talented at baking

Angel ♡:
Awww, thanks Dami ( ˘ ³˘)♡
Growing up in a patisserie definitely helped me learn to bake!
Ooh, do you want to make something this weekend?
What should we bake??

.I am not sure
?Maybe chocolate croissants
.They are always tasty

Angel ♡:
That's perfect!!
I'll have to check with Alfred to see if we have everything

Angel
We can always go to the store and buy whatever we are missing from the ingredients

Angel ♡:
Of course!
However, I would rather not have to do another mid-recipe shopping run if we don't have something

.That is probably the smart way to do things
.You should take over for Drake
You are competent, awake, and I would see you more often

Angel ♡:
Or less often
I could become swamped with work.

***
The bell rang to signal the end of class, which had Damian sliding his phone into his back pocket as he strode out the door of his English class.

When he got out to the courtyard, he opened the chat back up to see Marinette's last message.

Angel ♡:
I can come pick you up and we will go buy some ingredients.
We need a few bars of chocolate and some yeast

?Are you going to ride your motorcycle
You know the bright red makes you look absolutely ravishing

Angel ♡:
I do.
It's fast, and has the additional perk of making me look and feel both hot and confident!
( *¯ ³¯*)♡

.Angel, you are quite the tease

Angel ♡:
Don't want me showing off in front of others?

Glancing up, Damian sees his classmates gathering in the courtyard. Looking back down at his phone, he types another message into their chat.

I would prefer to keep you to myself, but this allows me to subtly brag about my girlfriend
Also, I just want you to know people will most likely stare when you arrive
.Especially because you are picking me up
That in itself will be unusual enough for them to stare

Angel ♡:
I know.
At least they will realize you are taken, and you will have less girls trying to hang off of you.

.I can only hope they take the hint

Angel ♡:
( ´ ∀ `)ノ~ ♡
See you in a bit!
Gotta start heading over

Damian slips his phone into his back pocket, and leans against the tree shading him as he waits. Looking around the courtyard, he scowls, noticing how the many of his classmates had gathered since he last glanced up.

***
Listening for the purr of his girlfriend's motorcycle has him reacting quickly, turning towards the sound when he hears it.

He watches Marinette tear around the corner, pulling the bike to a stop just in front of him.

The bike was parked before Marinette swung herself off and removed her helmet. A curtain of blue, falling out from beneath it as she shook out her hair.

An exclamation of "Dami!" was all the warning he got before his girlfriend barreled into him for a tight hug.

Returning it, he greeted her with a warm, "Angel." and dropped a light kiss to her lips.

Staring at each other softly, they paid no attention to the students around them until the arguments became too rowdy to ignore.

Laughing at some of the comments, he turned to a giggling Marinette.

"Would it be alright if we just went home? I think I'd prefer that to going to the store right now." His head tilted slightly in question.

His girlfriend smiled, "We can always ask Dick to grab the ingredients for us. Or we can go shopping tomorrow."

Relieved he tuned back into the arguing students, smirking as he listened to their thoughts on his Angel.

"-A TEN, SHE'S A TEN, THEY ARE THE MOST GORGEOUS COUPLE!!!"

"-so pretty! I wish I was her!!"

“-COULD PULL SO MANY GUYS IF I WAS THAT HOT!! I NEED TO BUY A BIKE ASAP!!”

“-love her already! She could step on me and I would thank her.”

Deciding that they had been stared at for long enough, Damian picked Marinette up in a bridal carry, before depositing her onto the bike and passing her a helmet.

Grabbing one for himself, he climbed on behind her and hugged her around her waist. A moment later they were off, heading back to Wayne Manor.

Notes:

Didn't know how to fit this in, so here is some backstory:

Marinette and Damian started dating when Marinette was an exchange student and spent a semester at Gotham High. The other students don't recognize her because her hair has grown out a bit, and she is wearing motorcycle appropriate clothing (leather).
When at their school, everyone wore their school uniform so they don't recognize her out of it.

***
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