Daminette One Shots

Self Made Billionaire

Damian meets the Class, at the 10 Year Reunion: 

An- Damian is 28, Marinette is 27. They've been married 7 months, and been dating since they were 18/19. 

It was the 10 year reunion for her class in Paris, and honestly, Marinette did not want to go. Yet, she missed Chloe. And Juleka. And did Marc and Nathaniel ever get together? But Alya, and Liela, and Adrien. Gah...

That's the scene Damian came home to. His precious star, once again overthinking and stressed. It was now a rare occasion, compared to the million of times it used to happen, a week. He smiled at the sight, then started rubbing her shoulders. "Najima, what has you so stressed?"

Marinette relaxed into his motions. "This, Dìqiú!" She said in frustration. She slammed the envelope back on the table.

He grabbed the envelope and the letter inside.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng,

You are cordially invited to the class of 2015, 10 year reunion.

We hope to see you there.

Collège Françoise Dupont

"Hmmm." Damian thought for a second. "What would be the cons?"

"Seeing my bullies; Alya, Adrien, Lila, Sabrina, Kim, Ivan, Mylene, Rose. And don't forget everyone else, aka the bystanders.

"And pros?"

"I get to see if Marc and Nathaniel got together, I get to see Chloe who I haven't seen in ages, since she became the president, I still don't know how, but she's rocking it. I get to prove to them that I was successful in life, that I'm not worthless, and they get to meet you. My husband." Marinette mused. "You know what, screw it. We'll go, we can leave immediately if it turns sour. I owe them nothing!"

"That's right. So I should grab a suit, and clear my night?"

"Yes." Marinette said more confidently.

<Time Skip>

Marinette nervously steps out of her car, it's a nice car, but not too luxurious. Any more expensive, and she would feel uncomfortable. She turned around, and her husband was right next to her. He smiled reassuringly at her, and offered her his arm.

Marinette smiled and clutched it nervously. "Ready Najima? You can still back out." Damian asked worried.

"Yes, I'm ready." She gazed at him, stars in her eyes. " Thank you Dìqiú, for everything."

"Any time." He said sincerely. "Missus Wayne." He added teasingly, his eyes sparkling with mirth.

She huffed to avoid giggling, then flounced up the stairs. Then she gracefully tripped over the slightly raised door step.

Damian rushed up to her, neatly catching her falling body.

Marinette sighed. "If being clumsy was a currency, I'd be a bloody billionaire." She said, mocking herself.

"But dear, you already are a self-made billionaire, and it's not from being clumsy." He flirted back.

They both started laughing, not caring that everyone was watching them, too caught up in their own little world.

"Maribug!" Chloe squealed, running up to hug her best friend.

"Chlo!" Marinette squealed back, returning the embrace. "How goes your first step for world domination?"