Fallen Angel

Jon pov-

I couldn't sleep all night long.

My mind was racing, thinking of a certain bluenette with steel blue eyes, soft pink lips that looked soft, and the biggest heart that I've ever seen among humanity. Marinette Cheng-Todd-Wayne was- had stolen my heart, and she was all that I could think about from the moment I first laid my eyes on her in that hospital room. Seeing her smile made my entire day better and her voice sounded like an angel straight from the heart of Heaven. She was kind to everyone she was around, always made everyone around her in a better mood just by being in their presence, and was the most beautiful person in the world, and not just by her stunning natural beauty.

Every day that I saw her, I wanted to never leave her side and treat her like the queen she is, do everything I could to never see her frown, and protect her from everything that was out to get her. I wanted to wrap her in my arms and never let her go, listen to her endless chatter about fashion and wanting a hamster and everything she loved to do, sit under the stars and know what was always on her mind, know everything about her, and maybe even sit under a tree and have hot chocolate or coffee even. Marinette made my heart beat faster than even the Flash family's could on a good day, put butterflies on my stomach and make my hands sweaty. I got so nervous around her, but I never wanted to be away from her. And at that concert when she soothed the crying baby?

My heart basically exploded into even more love for her. I loved the way she looked at me when she saw me, the way her smile brightened, and I was jealous of the loving way she had looked at the little child, but in awe that she could possibly hold even MORE kindness and love in her already impossibly huge heart and soul.

I wanted to be able to call her mine and show the world that she was mine and off limits to everyone that wasn't me and her family and friends, but there was only one HUGE thing stopping me from doing so.

Damian, my best friend, and his entire family.

Every atom in me loved Marinette, but I knew it was against the bro code rules for the mans best friend to date his little sister. Damian would rip me open with his kryptonite weapons, and God only knew what his family, Mari's older brothers and sisters would do to me. Especially Jason. Jason would kill me to the point that not even the Lazarus Pit could bring me back to life. Damian said that the pit had limits as to what it could heal.

I wanted to be with Marinette, but there was no way in hell that the Wayne family and her friends would DARE allow that. I was terrified of what the Wayne's would do to me if I tried to date their youngest daughter and sister. And then there was Chloe and Nino. I honestly didn't know who I was more terrified of, Marinette's family or her friends. And THEN, there was the kwami's. I really didn't want to know what Plagg's Cataclysm felt like, and I knew he would Cataclysm me without Mari's permission. The God of Destruction was overprotective of her, and I didn't blame any of them for being that way.

My heart wanted to do what it took to be able to be with Marinette and take what would be done to me with no hesitation, but my mind was too scared of doing anything in fear of also losing her as a friend.

I groaned and stared at my ceiling in defeat. This felt like a Romeo and Juliet, and I was starting to understand how Romeo felt now. Maybe now, I would pass the test on the subject we had in class tomorrow. I had a feeling I would.

Krypto lifted his white head and looked at me with his blue eyes curiously, and I smiled at him. "Why is love so difficult, Krypto?" I asked him, half wishing he had the answer, though I knew he didn't. My dog put his head on my stomach and wagged his tail, making me laugh and scratch his ears. I was about to get lost in thinking about Marinette again when I saw my phone light up with the time.

1:00 AM, February 14.

It was Valentine's Day, also marking exactly 8 months, 3 weeks, and 12 days since Mari came to Gotham with her friends and wretched class. 8 months, 3 weeks, and 12 days of me going absolutely crazy for the bluenette and falling head over heels for her. And 8 months, 3 weeks, and 12 days of me being completely paranoid that the Wayne's and MPS were going to skin me alive with kryptonite blades. Hell, even Duke scared me right now, and he was the chill one, next to Dick and Stephanie. That's how I knew I was going to be in trouble, if I was even afraid of the chillest Wayne member. But, I was scared shitless of Damian, Cass, Bruce, ALFRED and fucking JASON THE RED HOOD TODD. Forget the others, Jason and ROY were the ones that really scared me. Not even Dad could outlast Jason for long, since he was enhanced to be a metahuman by the Lazarus Pit.

In my eyes, The Red Hood was the scariest thing to walk the Earth, especially when he was in a bad mood.

The fact that he was immortal because of the Pits didn't ease my fear, either.

But, my heart wanted to do something for Marinette for Valentine's Day, even knowing that my butt will be obliterated in seconds, maybe less than seconds if-no, when the Bats found out it was me. Marinette deserved something special, and I wanted to do something so unique and different that no one else would have ever thought of it and that would make her smile whenever she thought of it. That was a suicide I was willing to risk if it meant making Marinette smile and be happy.

I sat up, my mind thinking and planning and imagining every little detail of the plan it was forming. Krypto wagged his tail against my bed, and I found myself quickly changing into a blank shirt and jeans, not what I was going to wear to school in a few hours. "I've got it! I have the perfect idea!" I said, getting my shoes on and flying out of my window, my dog staying on the bed and looking at me in confusion.

As Dierks Bentley once said, I know what I was feeling, but what was I thinking? Well, I'll tell you what I was thinking. I was thinking about the love of my life and making her happy, and not giving a damn who I pissed off because seeing Marinette Cheng-Todd-Wayne's brilliant smile was totally and completely worth dying for.

I wasn't thinking about the lecture my parents were going to give me for sneaking out, the fact that I was going to piss off the entire Batclan, and that The Bats, the Outlaws, MPS, the kwamis, most of Gotham's villains and rogues, and maybe more people were going to come after me for what I was about to do.

Dying was worth it.

~ ~ ~

I got to Gotham pretty quickly.

The first thing I did when I got to the city of the Dark Knight was go to a flower store and get an assload of flowers, the ones I knew for a fact Marinette loved and some I remembered her telling me Sabine had loved, and some fairy lights and took them to her locker at school. Once that was done, I let and returned with a nice sized white Valentine's Day teddy bear, some candy I remembered her raving about, and a card, then came back after a 3rd quick trip with a medium sized pink and red gift bag with glittery flowers and hearts and the words 'Happy Valentine's Day' on it in pretty cursive and also set them there, unaware that I was already being watched by Oracle and certain Batfamily members through a camera in the hall.

Now for the decoration.

I honestly didn't like breaking into her locker, but if I didn't, then my plan wouldn't work, so I said an aloud sorry for getting into her locker before hesitating and doing so. The metal door squealed so loud I thought my dad heard it, and when I opened the door, I gaped at what was inside in shock. Not only were her school books and binders destroyed, but the whole inside was all scratched, painted shitty colors that I had a feeling would set Mari off into a breakdown, bent, glued, and the smell of something similar to the streets filled the locker.

Damian would be decapitating everyone he saw if he saw this and I knew it. I didn't want to know what Tim would do.

Only one way to -reluctantly- save the school from them.

I was angry, but I took Marinette's things out and setting them on the floor, speeding through the school for the right cleaning supplies, and got to work. Cleaning, scrubbing, scraping, and eventually bending the locker back to its original shape and fixing the metal squeal, then repainting it in a shade of light pink Alix said she loved and drying it. Then, I strung the fairy lights up on all of the inside seams of the locker, then onto the outside and plugging them in to the outlet right above the wall of metal lockers. The soft gold lights immediately lit up, and with a smile, I started painting the face of Marinette's locker door, taking my time and making every detail nothing short of absolutely perfect, still not seeing the camera watching my every move. As my project came to life, my phone was ringing and going crazy with messages, and I ignored it, trying to focus and not wanting to mess up what I was doing. I HAD to get this right the first time, because I didn't have enough paint and glitter to fix any mistakes I made.

Under different circumstances, maybe Damian would be impressed with my art skills. Maybe.

After I finally finished all of the painting, I flew around to the art class, put the paints and brushes back after cleaning them, then went back to Mari's locker and began putting all the flowers in it with care, not breaking any of them, and then did the outside with just as much care. After all of the flowers were used-and there was a lot-, I frowned down at Mari's books and things. They would need to be replaced, and it was a good thing that I had every note in all of her things memorized still. My phone rang again, and this time I looked to see who it was.

Dad, Damian, and the one currently calling was Marinette.

I answered her call while picking up her stuff and putting them in a box for later, then left the school and flew for the new book store that opened up last week. "Hello?" I asked, then saw that the store was closed. No problem. Just break in, write a list of what I would need, then leave money to pay or it all and leave it for whoever got to the building first.

My heart skipped several beats when Mari's soft voice answered. "Hi, Jon! Um, I know it's late and I'm sorry if I woke you up, but I couldn't sleep and I don't want to bug my family with this, so I decided to call you and-" she nervously rambled. "No, it's alright. I wasn't asleep, don't worry. What's up, Nettie?" I calmly said in a tone that I knew would convince her that I was not upset, because I wasn't.

She hesitated while I quickly found the books I was looking for. I wrote the list, left extra in cash, and let the building without setting the alarms off, then made my way back to the school. "Why aren't you asleep? It's like, 4 in the morning," The girl said. My eyes blew wide as I looked at the time on my phone. Sure enough, it was 4:06 a.m., which meant I had only 1 hour and 45 minutes before the school staff started coming to the building to open it up and whatnot.

I didn't know if that was enough time to finish what I still needed to do.

"Uh, I-I'm just working on something, and I don't have much time left to do it. It's almost done, though." I said, sitting and using my speed to write all of the notes in every book she had into the new ones, then replicating all of the new things to match how the old ones were before they got destroyed and doing the binders and all the little things as well. While I did this, I shot a message to Connor and asked him to feed the animals for me and that I'd do all of his chores when I got home from school in return. Marinette hummed. "Did you get sleep, though?" she asked.

I caught the motherly tone in her voice, and I wasn't going to lie to her. "No. I'll be fine, though. I can sleep through study hall to catch u-" I began, finishing her books and binders, replacing everything that was in them, and putting them into the locker. "Nonsense! I'll bring you a thermos of the coffee I make. Tim drinks that instead of the other crap he used to, and he only has one a day because it keeps him up, but he's out like a light at the end of the day, like I am. And you don't get to say no, because you need the sleep, Jon." she said. I placed the bag of gifts into the locker, then the card, and finally the candy. "Says the insomniac herself," I teased playfully. She huffed. "Hey, I'm doing better. I got 5 hours of sleep tonight, and I didn't have any nightmares this time. And, no one had to drug my drink or food to get me to sleep." Mari said proudly. I smiled, standing back to admire my work. I was honestly proud of it, and I hoped that Marinette would like it.

I had paint and glitter and stuff all over me, my hands were dirty and I smelled like paint, cleaner, and flowers. I needed to shower before school, and the glitter was going to be hell to get out of my hair.

Closing the locker, I tied a huge pink ribbon with gold glitter on the edges around the locker clip, then tied a pink rose in with it, being gentle so that nothing would rip or break. "That's still under 8 hours... I'll write all of our class notes for you if you want to sleep in class. You can't live on no sleep and only coffee. Even Tim is doing better, now that he has Chloe mothering him." I said, and the bluenette laughed, making me smile brighter. "That's true. I should make Queen a shirt that says 'Tim Police' or something." She giggled. "Anyway, What are you working on? I heard metal in the background."

I froze. I didn't know how to get out of this without lying, not even a half truth, and I swore to myself that I would NEVER lie to Marinette, since she hates liars, especially because of Lie-la. And if I didn't tell her, then she would think I'm hiding something from her, and then all her protectors will be on my ass faster than Barry and Wally and Bart can run, and I really didn't want that. So, how could I reply to this... Oh! "I'm working on a personal thing. It uh... it's for someone I-I'm in love with, and I um, I'm really hoping she likes it. And that I-I don't get my ass killed for it, too. I'm actually REALLY scared of her family right now, and I am currently breaking all of the rules they set by doing what I'm doing, except for a couple. So, I'm probably going to be non-existant before school even starts. Say your goodbyes, Mari. My death is going to be very violent and painful and I have a feeling it will be slow." I laughed nervously, knowing it was going to be the truth soon.

Marinette was silent for several long seconds, and I was panicking silently, trying to calm down enough to continue.

After about 5 minutes of silence on her end, I heard a knock on her door. "U-uhm, I... I have to go, Jon. I'll see you at school." She said, then hung up before I could say anything more. I just stood there in the hallway, not liking the way her voice sounded. It changed to something more sad, and lonely, and my heart longed to cheer her up as I wondered what made her sad. 'Was it something I said?' I didn't think I said anything that would make her upset.

I would have to ask her later when school started for the day. I honestly hoped I didn't do anything wrong.

~ ~ ~

I was extremely nervous as I walked back up to the front doors of Gotham Academy, changed into a red and black flannel, a white shirt, black jeans, and my red Nike's and free of paint and hopefully all of the glitter, no longer smelling like paint, cleaner, and metal.

I spotted the Wayne's limo leaving the school parking lot, and my heart was racing in my chest as I realized that Chloe, Nino, Alix, Kim, Max, Damian, Tim, Duke, Stephanie, and Marinette were already here and no doubt inside the school already.

Oh Gods. I could feel my death coming really quick, and my heart stopped as I started to feel the anger from Mari's friends and brothers and sisters from clear out here. It was not too late to bail out on school and fly back home, lie to everyone and say I was sick or too busy helping Dad or at home doing chores. I was unnaturally tense and at unease, ready to bolt and fly off the second something happened. Damian would call me a coward, and I would not care because my life was in extreme danger right now, and I valued it. I was too young to die, only 17. I now wasn't going to make it to 18.

Swallowing, I slowly and reluctantly made my way through the doors and heading down to my own locker, noticing that the crowd of people was much more thicker and busier this morning. The closer I got to the hall where the Wayne kids, MPS, and my locker was, the more people there were with their phones out and whispering amongst each other. I was so scared that I didn't pay attention to what they were saying. My heart was now in my throat as I finally caught sight of the people I feared the most right now, all standing outside Marinette's locker with the girl in question in front of them.

Marinette wore a wine red dress that was longer in the back than it was in the front, and a pair of simple heels in the same color to match the dress. And over the dress was what I immediately recognized as Jason's Red Hood well WELL worn brown leather jacket. Her long raven blue hair was down in stunning waves, and she had a huge bow in her hair that matched her dress and heels. I couldn't see her face yet, but I was already dying in awe and love at the sight of my favorite ravenette.

Marinette was staring at her locker, and after a long time, she turned and faced the crowd behind her. Steel eyes glowing in happiness, shock, awe, confusion, reluctance, hope, and wary, and a confused look on her face, though I could see the happiness and hope and joy mixing with the confusion. "Who did my locker?" her quiet voice asked, ringing over the crowd with such angelic beauty alone that I felt like I was being called to Heaven. No one answered her, though, instead taking photos and videos. I noticed Steph and Duke grinning smugly with a knowing look, and they were whispering to MPS. Alix, Kim, Max, and Chloe all grinned, and Nino started scanning the crowd closely, looking for what I had a feeling was me. Like the coward I was, I ducked behind another kid, praying to God that I wasn't seen by the assassin. I felt him, Damian, and Tim's dangerous glares run through me several times, or at least the kid I was standing behind and trying to keep my heart beating.

I blinked, and suddenly I felt tiny razor sharp claws on my throat. "I know you did my Kitten's locker, Farmer Boy. You know very well that I don't share, and this especially goes for Marinette. But, you make her happy and smile more than she has since the first time I met her, and if that means sharing her with you a little bit to keep her happy and out of her mind, then I'll allow you to be with her. However, if you DARE do anything to break her heart or make her cry, I will show you just what my power is REALLY capable of when I'm angry. I've never trusted ANYONE with her heart, Kryptonian, and you'll be begging to never have been thought of by your parents if you hurt her in any way, shape, or form. I'm not the God of Destruction for no reason, and I WILL kill you if you don't treat her the way she deserves to be treated. You know what she's been through. Don't add onto it and make it worse for her. Do you understand me?" Plagg quietly growled into my ear. I nodded. "I promise, Plagg. I won't hurt her, ever. I love her too much to do that to her." I whispered, and his claws slowly retracted from my throat.

The black cat looked me in the eye. "I'll hold you to your word, Farmer Boy. Now, stop being such a damn coward and go tell Kitten you were the one who did her locker. The siblings that are here aren't the ones you have to worry about. That's Jason and Dick and Cass. Roy, too. However, good luck with the present boys, though." he smirked, floating away and going back to Marinette.

That was the scariest shovel talk of my life so far.

Now, Jason, Dick, and Cass were next. Jason was no doubt going to be the scariest.

Swallowing my fear a little bit, I ever so slowly went up to the Waynes. Damian, Nino, and Tim were glaring murderous daggers at me, Kim, Max, Duke, and the girls were smirking, and Mari was looking at me in confusion. "Jon...? Why is there glitter in your hair?" she asked. I paled. Dang it, I thought I had gotten all of it out. My heart was in my mouth, beating too fast. "I-I... Uh... I did... I did your locker," I said, looking at the floor to make it easier to confess.

Everything and everyone went silent the second the words left my mouth, terrifying me even more. I was so scared right now I was trembling, and I didn't realize I was.

Marinette was quiet for too long, until her soft voice spoke again. "This... you did all of this?" I looked up and nodded, not meeting the murderous glares behind her, instead looking into her pretty blues. She frowned. "But, you said that you were working on something for someone you're... you're in l-love with... I...I don't understand," she said, clearly lost.

I took a deep breath, trying to breathe in a lot of courage for this exact moment and word out my last words to her before my death. "Marinette, last night when you called me, I was working on your locker. I told you that I was doing something for the girl I was in love with, and I was talking about you. I, Jonathan Samuel Kent, am in love with you, Marinette, and I have been since the moment you came back to Gotham. 8 months, 3 weeks, and 12 days ago, you stole my heart, and 8 months, 3 weeks, and 12 days later, you still have it wrapped around your finger." I confessed, subconsciously rubbing my neck nervously, but nothing but pure honesty and terror in my voice and on my face.

The girl standing before me stared at me in shock, her steel eyes widening to be larger than plates. Her pale skin slowly turned pink, then red as she processed my words. My own face was whiter than a sheet of paper in utter fear of what her next words would be, my heart beating way too fast to be good. Marinette was silent, thinking, and she slowly turned to look at her locker again. "You... you really did this?" she quietly asked, looking at me with a look I didn't understand. My voice decided not to work anymore, so I just nodded, still looking her in her eyes. Behind Marinette, Tim and Damian had both morphed their expressions into shock, suspicion, protection, murder, and something else that I couldn't decipher. Nino looked reluctant, but had slight acceptance, protection, and a look that told me he was going to have a chat with me later. The others looked victorious, happy, and smug.

Mari came forward until she was right under my nose, and before I could move to react, she stood on her tiptoes and lightly pressed her soft lips to my cheek, then fell back to her normal height and looked up at me with a soft and warm smile that melted my heart. "Thank you, Jon. And I... I love you, too. No one's... no one's ever done something like this for me before. I mean, I always did Valentine's with JayJay, and then MPS, but, I've never had someone go this far or do something like this before. Thank you. I um, I actually have something for you, too, but it's at the manor in my room. I didn't want to bring it here and risk it getting ruined or cause a scene with it, but, I did do something. I- wow, it's- my lockers so pretty! I love it, Jon, thank you! I am never going to be able to express how thankful I am. This is amazing," she said, her face light pink and steel eyes bright electric with happiness and excitement.

I smiled down at her. "Why don't you open your locker for the actual gift?" I said softly, my own face red from her kiss. Marinette looked at me in confusion. "What? What do you mean?" She asked. My heart beat faster. "The outside of your locker isn't your gift, Marinette. Your actual gift is in it." I calmly said, wondering if I really should have broken into her locker or not. But, if I hadn't, then she would have destroyed stuff, and then my wanting to make her smile wouldn't work, so I guess it was necessary for this. I felt like I was going to die after school, maybe even before school was out for the day. Something told me that Marinette wasn't going to be able to prevent my death, nor bring me back from it.

The girl standing in front of me turned to her locker, pure confusion and curiosity and poorly hidden hope, excitement, and happiness in her blue eyes, and Damian, Tim, and Nino were silently watching the scene in front of them. Mari's sisters, Duke, and her friends were all looking curious and eager, Alix and Stephanie with their phones up, no doubt recording.

Mari looked nervous for a few seconds, hesitating with her pale and thin hand mere inches from the ribbon and rose, and I was loosing my mind in pure panic while trying to hide it. The way the Wayne siblings were looking at me told me I was failing, but there wasn't much I could do to hide it anymore than I already was. After a long moment, the 3rd youngest Wayne (counting Mar'i and Lian) slowly pulled the rose free of the ribbon, which came undone with the rose being removed from its place in the locker handle.

The entire crowd had been forgotten in this moment.

Mari slowly opened her locker, revealing all the work I had done. The lights were still glowing, the flowers weren't dying yet, and everything was perfectly in its place. If I was a girl, I would have absolutely loved the locker. Hell, I was a guy, and I kinda liked it, mostly because I was the one who had done it for the love of my life, and I was proud of my hard work.

My death was totally worth her reaction. Mari gasped in shock, wide blue eyes taking in every detail, her mouth falling open in clear surprise. Tears welled in her eyes, and I didn't know if that was a good or bad thing. I hoped it wasn't a bad thing.

She stared at her locker, and then reached for the bag. I held my breath, watching in anticipation and worry while Marinette opened the gift bag warily and curiously. Out came the teddy bear first, then the chocolates, card, and more of her favorite flowers. My heart was beating so fast that it was skipping beats, and felt like it was going to fly out of my chest and go to Marinette's heart and be with hers. The youngest Wayne sibling slowly smiled and smelled the flowers, hugging the bear in one arm and putting the bag down. "How did you know that I like this kind of chocolate? Not many people know that," She asked, and I flushed in embarrassment. "I remember you raving about it a couple of months ago when Duke bought you the last bag of them. Uh, Those were the last ones at the store, and I couldn't find anymore in Gotham. Metropolis wasn't an option because I was trying to get this done before school started, and I was trying to make it perfect enough that you would like it, but I didn't want to overdo it or get the wrong things or-"

I was cut off by a soft mouth pressing against my own, and hands on my chest. My eyes blew wide open in pure shock as Marinette's perfume flooded my nose, my brain barely able to register the fact that she was kissing me, in front of her brothers and sisters, but I snapped out of it and kissed back, letting my heart take over, until she broke the kiss. Marinette looked up at me with electric blue eyes shining so brightly and the most blinding smile that easily put Dick's mega-watt smile to shame, and my face turned a deep red, rivaling her dress. "Thank you, Jon. I love it, and I love you, too. I- thank you, so much." The girl said, and the crowd was cheering behind us.

"Well? What are you waiting for, Farmer Boy?! Ask the lady the question already!" A male student shouted from the crowd, and I turned redder. Tim, Nino, and Damian all stared at me, all clearly going to come for my hide later, but I saw acceptance, protection, and brotherly warning in their green, blue, and brown eyes. Tim looked me in the eye and slightly nodded, silently granting me permission to ask Marinette out. Marinette looked up at me, still smiling, and I tried to force my heart back into my chest. "I... um..." I stuttered, and my eyes glanced back at her older brothers for a second before I gathered my little amount of courage and took a deep breath.

"Marinette Larae Cheng-Todd-Wayne, will you... will you be my girlfriend?" I asked. Impossibly, Marinette's smile brightened as she giggled. "Yes, Jonathan Samuel Kent. I would love to be your girlfriend." She said, and I kissed her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

The crowd cheered and clapped, going wild, and Mari and I smiled as we broke apart. Marinette threw her head back a little and laughed at the crowd's excitement, and I smiled beside her. This part may have gone well, but I still had to face the Batclan properly. However, I wasn't as scared of dying. Something told me that I was a little bit safe from that, since Marinette was the only one capable of stopping them from doing anything, though I was still scared shitless of The Red Hood.

Speaking of, my ears caught a voice murmur something outside.

"Break her heart, Alien, and not even the gods themselves can save you from me. I'm only giving you one chance, so don't fuck it up, Kent. Clark and Connor can't dream of saving you from me, either, so dont think you can run or hide if you make my daughter cry. You'll find your ass tossed in a kryptonite chamber and stuffed with liquid kryptonite if you even DARE make my baby sister frown. Fuck her over, and you wont be alive to hear your heart beat one more time."

I froze in handwritten fear, the emotion writing itself on my face, as I snapped my head around to look out the window, where The Red Hood was standing on the roof across the street, fully armed and body language deathly calm and promising. I blinked, and was startled to find him gone, like he was never there.