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Continuation of 2,3,6 & 10

"So that wasn't....horrible." Damian suggested.

"Maybe not for you!" Mari shouted, "I can't believe they brought out the baby pictures." She covered her face in embarrassment.

Damian smirked. He wouldn't tell anyone, but she was adorable when embarrassed.

Marinette clung to her hot chocolate as they walked back to her place.

'Does she have an aversion for the cold?' he wondered.

Marinette let out a loud gasp and ran out in front of him.

"Marinette!" Damian yelled out.

'Was she hurt? Why did she run?'

"Damian! It's snowing!" She giggled, as she began to twirl.

Damian watched as the snow fell, dancing besides her.

He was right to call her an angel.

"So, Angel, did you fall down like the snow?" he asked, with a smirk, pulling her into a hug.

Marinette quickly turned away, hiding her blushing face.

Sensing he had done something wrong, Damian quickly pulled away from her.

"Marinette, I'm sorry if I said something that offended-

SPLAT!!!

Damian brushed off the coldness from his face and stared at the white powder on his glove. He looked up to see his girlfriend hiding a smile behind her gloves, trying to hold back her laughter.

"Oh, its war now!" he shouted, causing Mari to shriek. He scooped up some snow, only to be hit again. Laughter rang out and she ran away, her hot chocolate forgotten in the snow.

After half an hour, Damian walked Mari home. Admiring the snowflakes adorning her hair.

His snow angel.

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