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“Ooooh. First day on the team and you’re already being sent to the principal's office,” Superboy teased as Marinette passed him in the hall.
“I always did like a bad girl.”
He gave her a wink and she chuckled a bit, continuing down the hall to find Robin in the room Kon had just left.
Robin was sitting on his bed when she arrived, and he gestured for her to close the door.
She then went to navigate her way between piles of scrap metal, empty chip bags and soda cans before she reached the office chair. She picked up the pile of laundry in it and gave it to Robin when he made grabby hands for it.
He kept in on his lap and hugged it close before taking a deep breath.
“Cassie said you wanted to see me?” Marinette asked.
Robin grimaced. “Yeah. I wanted to talk to you about Superboy,” he started, and she couldn’t help herself from looking at the door in the direction her fellow hero had gone.
“First of all,” he continued, “you should know that all the walls here are lined with lead, so you don’t have to worry about the super hearing or any of the other stuff.”
Marinette raised an eyebrow.
“We had to secure the place after an uh – incident involving x-ray vision,” he informed her and cleared his throat uncomfortably.
Marinette wondered what had happened to make Robin’s cheeks go that pink under his mask.
“So, what about Superboy?” she prompted, deciding to take pity on him.
Robin took a deep breath. “I just want you to know that Kon can be a bit… intense.”
“Yes?”
He frowned, seemingly looking for words. Marinette waited patiently for him to find them.
“You know that feeling when you’ve just survived the impossible and you just get so full of emotions that you can’t really contain yourself, like ‘Oh my God, I’m alive and you’re alive’ and just need to hug your teammates?”
Having been on quite a few missions with Robin in the past through Batman and the Justice League, she had a hard time imagining the boy being that emotional. He seemed rather stoic most of the time, but her Miraculous team had shared many hugs.
“Sure?”
“Well, Kon’s uh – reach is a bit bigger than the rest of us. He’s awesome and everything and he’s my best friend, but sometimes if he’s overwhelmed, he kinda forgets how to ‘human’, you know?”
Marinette shrugged. Kon was easily the tallest of the bunch and thus had longer arms. Not to mention the superstrength. It made sense that his hugs were a bit tighter than the rest of them.
“Noted,” she assured Robin who gave her a slightly sceptical look. “Is that all?”
Robin nodded. “That and welcome to the team, I guess.”
He shrugged a bit and gave Marinette a small smile which she easily returned. “Thank you.”
…
Marinette hit the ground running with the Young Justice team. Not even a day after her arrival, the team had been kidnapped by aliens with a grudge against them from previously.
The captors had ignored Marinette as they didn’t recognise her energy signature and she had to save the team singlehandedly against an entire army of genetically modified toads.
Bart had raced around her like an over-excited Golden Retriever and Cass had hugged her close in thanks.
Robin gave her a nod of approval which made her feel all warm inside and Kon gave her a look of surprise, as if he hadn’t expected her to be able to pull it off.
Which was actually kind of offensive, but the look of awe still managed to give make a surge go through her diaphragm.
...
“You should know that if Kon ever says that he has a thing for blondes, he’s a filthy liar,” Cissie said out of the blue, looking down at Marinette from her spot, standing on the coffee table.
Marinette raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” she asked as she put another pin in the hem of the dress she was creating for the young archer/actress.
Cissie smirked. “You heard me.”
“Oh my God! What the hell is all this?”
Marinette looked up from her crouched position to see Robin and Kon looking at the living room with identical looks of horror.
She took a look around herself and winced at the swatches of fabric that covered nearly every surface.
“Fabric samples?”
Kon looked at her incredulously. “Fabric samples for what? A fashionista army?”
Cissie cleared her throat and gave Kon a look through narrowed eyes.
“Marinette is updating my wardrobe. I have like twenty award shows I need to attend, and I need a dress for each of them. Do you know how hard it is to find a good designer who is willing to actually listen to a teenager?” she asked rhetorically.
“Not really,” he said with a shrug and gave Marinette a considering look. “Could you make something for me?”
Marinette shrugged. “Like what?”
Kon smirked. “A suit. In case Cissie decides to bring me as a date to one of those things.”
Cissie scoffed. “In your dreams, SB. If anyone gets to be my date, it’s gonna be Marinette here,”
Marinette snorted and shook her head when Cissie stroked her cheek affectionately.
She looked over at Kon whose eyes had gone round.
He didn’t flinch when Cissie threw a pin cushion at his face.
…
“You idiot!”
Kon raised his hands placatingly, but Marinette wasn’t having it.
“That was reckless!”
He rolled his eyes. “I had it under control.”
Marinette gave him an incredulous look. “Control? Control?!” she hissed. “The building collapsed!” she gestured towards the crumpled and burning heap of debris.
“It was empty!” he defended.
Marinette slapped his chest. “You were still in there, you ass!”
Kon smirked. “Were you worried about me?”
Marinette snatched a fire hose from a nearby firefighter and fired it directly in his face.
“You had soot on your nose,” she deadpanned as she returned the hose.
…
Marinette sighed.
She had lost track of time a long time ago.
It had certainly been days since she left Earth. Maybe close to a week.
Why was it always aliens with Young Justice anyways?
As far as prisons went, this wasn’t half bad though.
The water was clean, the food was edible, and she had both a pillow and a blanket for sleeping.
Speaking of sleeping, she had just closed eyes when a large crash sounded.
She only just managed to cover her face in time to avoid it being cut open by debris.
“Marinette?” a frantic voice called out.
She carefully opened one eye, mindful of all the dust swirling through the air from the collapsed wall.
“Here,” she croaked.
Before she could blink, she was completely covered by a trembling half-Kryptonian.
“You’re okay, you’re okay, you’re okay” he whispered again and again.
He hurriedly pushed the hair out of her face to get a better look at her.
The kiss he planted on her lips was contrastingly soft compared to his other frantic movements.
Her breath was forced out of her body as a thousand hands suddenly held her from all sides, invisible fingers rolling across her body, checking every inch of it for broken bones and other injuries.
It was a bizarre feeling that made her squeak when it reached her pelvis.
She looked over Kon’s shoulders to see Robin giving her a shit-eating grin.
“She’s fine, Kon,” he chuckled.
“Shut up, I’m making sure,” Kon grumbled into her hair.
“I’m fine,” Marinette echoed and squeezed him what little she could.
Kon sighed and drew back a bit. “You sure?”
She kissed his cheek. “Let’s go home.”
He gave her a brilliant smile. “Home. I like the sound of that.”
“God, you two are going to make me sick,” Robin grumbled and pointed them towards the Super Cycle.