✓ | 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒, all pairings

𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐬 | no pairing

this is less than 1k words of absolute crack and fluff. as usual, pinterest is my inpiration. the title sucks i know, but i couldn't think of anything, so deal with it :)

— MARINETTE FELT her body ache as she returned to the world of the living...not literally of course.

As her depleted senses recharged, Marinette slowly heard four voices around her.

"Her heartbeat's normal, how are we going to know when she wakes up?" said one voice that Marinette recognized as Jason's.

"When her eyes open, obviously," Tim said, without his usual snark, though.

Wishing she could roll her eyes at their childish argument, Marinette futilely tried to open her eyes.

But her body had decided to not cooperate, and instead, Marinette remained motionless to outside eyes.

If it wasn't for the monitor beside her, some would consider Marinette to be dead.

Which would be very concerning, considering the fact that she still had the whole of Paris to save.

Instead, Marinette resigned herself to the fate of listening to the Wayne brothers bickering between each other, and keeping her sarcastic comments to herself.

The raunchy tune of Dick's phone filled the silence in the room, and if Marinette focused really hard, she could hear the snickers that Damian was valiantly trying to hide, in order to maintain his icy persona.

Although, Marinette couldn't blame him for laughing.

Dick's 90s era ringtone was hilarious, especially the singer's voice.

Often, Dick claimed he put it as his ringtone as a joke, but Marinette knew better, especially when she was witness to Dick changing it on a night when he was particularly drunk.

That was a story for another time.

But for now, Marinette made a mental note to use it as blackmail material for Damian later.

Even though no one knew, Damian Wayne got around, especially with his silent footsteps.

He had loads of material on everyone in the family (but not as much as Tim) but never made any move to use it unless it suited him.

Obviously, Marinette could make better use of it.

Wow, she thought with a healthy amount of wariness, it seemed like Chloe was rubbing off on her.

Speak of the devil and she shall appear.

The door slammed open in typical Chloe Bourgeois style and Marinette wished she could look up to see the Wayne brothers' expressions as they faced the brunt of Chloe's fury.

It would have been a sight to see, and Marinette sighed (as much as she could since she was still paralysed).

"What. The. Fuck." Chloe punctuated each word with a menacing pause. "Happened to her?"

There was silence for a few moments.

"Well?" Chloe demanded, tapping her foot impatiently. "Answer me! It better be honest because as Marinette's best friend, I have every right to sue you-"

"Marinette overestimated herself," Damian stated bluntly, and if Marinette were able to move (hint, hint, Tikki), she would have recoiled in faux hurt. "She used too much of her powers and hence passed out."

If Marinette could look up, she would have seen the adoring look in Damian's eyes as he watched Chloe curse Marinette to hell and back.

Later, Tim would snicker and tell her all about Damian's newest crush i.e. Chloe Bourgeois, Queen Bee, herself.

Marinette would laugh herself silly.

"Honestly woman," Jason said, having recovered his manly confidence. "Language! You don't want to scar the children's ear in here!"

To emphasize his statement, Jason covered Tim's ears with a pat on his head. "Don't worry Timmy, this is just adult stuff you don't need to learn."

Jason was rewarded with cold coffee being dumped over his head.

Tim smirked as Jason ran out of the room, swearing about idiot brothers. "Now who's the one swearing?"

Marinette huffed out a laugh, forgetting she had been paralyzed for the last few hours.

Immediately, in a ruffle of shoves, ouches and swear words, several people were crowded around her.

Realizing she was no longer paralyzed, Marinette thanked Tikki mentally, and experimentally wiggled her fingers.

Slowly, she began to open her eyes, expecting the harsh light of hospitals.

Instead, that light was muted by the heads of several people above her.

Marinette groaned loudly, feeling the aching stiffness in her neck. "How long do you guys plan to stand around my bed like creepers? I'll plan the rest of my day - or what's left of it - accordingly."

"Well," Tim said, after a few moments of silence. "We know she's not insane now."

Bold of him to assume she already wasn't.