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Marinette felt her cheeks pink slightly at Damian's use of us.

"Maybe," she said, shrugging, and walking into the adjacent room. "But at least we can have fun while doing it, right?"

Damian opened his mouth to answer, but he was interrupted by Chloe.

"Finally!" she said, rolling her eyes at them. "Let's begin our game of seven minutes in heaven!"

Never mind, Marinette was regretting her decision to stay now.

Waiting silently in anticipation as the bottle spun, Marinette took a sip of her who-knows-what-number glass of beer (which was only mildly better than the alcohol), only a little tipsy.

Which, for your information, was code for substantially tipsy.

Leaning forward slightly as the bottle slowed down, Marinette crossed her fingers and toes hoping that it wouldn't land on her.

It did.

Her ears ringing from everyone in the room cheering loudly, Marinette hoped she wasn't doomed to spend the next seven minutes stuck in a closet with some jerk with herpes or something.

She looked up slowly, only for her blue eyes to meet Damian's forest-green ones, staring at her already.

Heartbeat going overdrive now, Marinette felt the colour rush to her cheeks as she stood up slowly.

Hearing Chloe and Jon cheering loudly out of everyone in the crowd, Marinette and Damian silently walked into the closet, both too embarrassed to talk to each other.

Once they were shut in, Marinette was infinitely thankful that it was dark because her cheeks were practically scarlet now.

The silence was beginning to become stifling as Damian and Marinette stood silently in the darkness.

"So," Damian said, and then cleared his throat. "So — um, what do you want to do?"

Now, here's what you need to know before we move ahead: Marinette would be forever embarrassed by what she said next, and she blames it on the alcohol and beer she previously downed.

"You're really hot."

It was like Marinette was floating on a bubble when she said that, completely uncaring of what Damian thought of her.

Damian felt his heart quite literally stop when Marinette said that because there was no way, the pretty girl in front of him had just said that.

He felt the blood in his body rush and heat as soon as he saw her, but he didn't think she actually liked him.

"Like, really, really hot," she continued, giggling lightly now. "I kinda felt like I was going to faint when I saw you."

Dear God, Damian's self-control only went so far and right now, Marinette was not helping. For god's sake, they'd only been in there for barely a minute!

"And," Marinette mumbled. "I really want you to kiss me."

Damian let out his breath in a whoosh. That was it.

His hands, expert in the dark, wrapped around Marinette's waist and pulled her towards him.

"I'm going to kiss you now," he said huskily, looking down into the darkness, peering into the blue rings of her eyes. "And I need you to tell me now if you want to stop — because otherwise, I won't."

The two of them were frozen for a few seconds after that, Damian in silent anticipation and Marinette in shock.

Marinette's mind was spinning. Was this actually happening? Was one of the most handsome men she had ever seen actually asking to kiss her? Was she dreaming?

Well, if she was it was a damn good dream. And after this, Chloe couldn't say Marinette hadn't let go.

She had barely finished giving her consent when Damian's lips were on hers, as soft and warm as she expected them to be.

Their lips moving in sync, Marinette tangled her hands in Damian's soft curls, tugging them lightly. In response, Damian grunted and pushed her against the wall, lips moving harder now.

A loud banging on the door was what interrupted them, a few minutes later.

"Times up!" Jon yelled through the closet door, and slowly opened it.

Marinette and Damian rushed to make themselves presentable but nothing was going to hide their swollen lips and tousled hair.

Jon and Chloe stared at the two of them in shock.

"Marinette," said Chloe, snapping out of her stupor. She grabbed her best friend's hand, dragging her out. "I need details."