Damian Wayne had just pulled up to Marinette's high school and waited for his girlfriend to pop up. The only problem is that she was a tad bit on the shorter side and couldn't see her. He decided his best option was to get out of the car and look for her himself.
He was about to call her when he heard the sound of her voice and followed it.
"I was wondering, Mylene, how do you kiss your boyfriend when he's so tall." Marinette questioned.
"Marinette!" Lila shouted, "You can't ask things like that! How would-"
"I was asking because my boyfriend is taller then me." Mari growled out ,"I was hoping Mylene had tips."
Damian saw a girl with multi-colored hair blush. Before the girl could give an opinion, Damian grabbed Marinette's wrist, spun her around so she was buried in his chest.
"What I would do." Damian smirked, as he lowered his hands to her waist and lifted her up. Immediately, she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, "Is pick up my girlfriend and kiss her."
Damian leaned in and kissed her in front of the group. Marinette blushed and buried her face into his collar, making him smirk. Mari could hear the girls coo over how cute and romantic that was.
"Marinette sure knows how to pick them." laughed Alix.
"I hate you." whined Mari.
"You sure about that, Habibiti?" Damian chuckled, making her look him in the yes.
"N-No." she pouted.
"Now." Damian spoke, setting her down, "Your punishment."
"Pu-Punishment?" she asked, confused.
"For going to others instead of asking me to lean down so you can kiss me as many times your heart desires." he answered.
"What is it?" she questioned, blushing red.
"Selina is going to teach you how to walk in heels for this weekend." Damian smirked.
"No! Anything but that, Dami!" Marinette whined.
"So, I should go alone to my father's party, instead of having my amazing and talented girlfriend on my arm?" he questioned.
Marinette lowered her head and replied, "Okay."
She knew how much Damian hated those parties and every time she wasn't there, some other girl would try to persuade him to date them instead. A night in heels wouldn't kill her.
The next week, there were pictures of Marinette on Damian's arm all over the internet. She was wearing a pink dress that ended at her knees, showcasing her rose gold, five inch, heels. That alone shocked them. The Marinette they knew couldn't walk in flats. When they walked into class, there she was, her head down in her arms, in the back of the class.
"How?" questioned Chloe, stomping to the back.
"Promised me a massage and the moment we got in the car, I could take them off." Marinette yawned, "Even carried me to his bed so we could sleep."
"You slept in his bed?" shouted Alya in shock.
"Not the first time. I like to cuddle." Mari murmured.
Adrien smiled as he saw the group crowding, who he could only guess was his best friend. Adrien easily made his way to the front of the crowd and set the hot coffee in front of the exhausted girl.
"The coffee gods have blessed me." Marinette smiled, as she grab the cup and drank it.
Adrien laughed, "Jet lag?"
"Is a bitch." Marinette answered.
"Just drink your coffee. You get like your boyfriend when your not awake and I don't think anyone here would like to get on his bad side." Adrien commented.
Marinette glared back in response, surprising them.
Adrien gestured to her face, with an amused smirk, making her concede, "Finish your coffee so you're awake for lunch. I'm helping you study for a math test remember?"
Mari groaned, "I'd rather go through Selina's boot camp for heels, again."
Adrien slid into the seat next to her as people began to disperse.
"So?" he began.
"What?" she questioned, annoyed with the smirk on his face.
"What did you think about being tall?" he asked.
"Adrien!" she cried out, in anger.
He just laughed at the annoyed look on her face, as she continued to drink her coffee and fight off sleep.