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The room had descended into chaos after Marinette’s statement.
Everyone was asking question after question.
Some of Damian’s siblings were trying to figure out when they could have met.
Meanwhile, Marinette and Damian sat back and watched the show. During all the chaos, the couple seemed to have been forgotten in favor of speculation and entertaining their own theories.
After thirty or so minutes of yelling over each other, they were interrupted by a sharp whistle.
The room went quiet as they turned their attention towards the loud noise.
“As entertaining as this is, we are still at the gala,” Damian states with a bored tone.
Everyone who contributed to the volume of the room had the decency to look somewhat apologetic.
“We should probably make an appearance soon,” Marinette informed them. “How about this, each of you gets one question,” she reasoned.
Once she received a nod from everyone, the questions began.
“How long have the two of you been dating?” Stephanie asked
“About three years,” Damian says, looking towards his girlfriend for confirmation.
“We’ve been dating since we were fifteen, so yeah, three years.” Marinette agreed.
The room was filled with shocked silence.
Tim, was the next to break it by asking, “Where did you two meet?”
“We met in the dream zone. Unless you’re talking about the physical world, in that case, we met at Wayne manor when I went over for lunch.” Marinette answered.
About half of the people in the lounge let out groans, Oh’s, or simply shook their heads in a mix between amused and annoyed. The other half, completely made of Waynes was still just as confused as before.
“Dream zone?” Dick questioned.
“Soulbonds.” the half of the room that had made some kind of annoyed, amused, or understand noise or action informed the confused half.
“It’s a type of soulbond that activates the second the younger soulmate is born,” Luka informed them.
“Yup,” Marinette agrees. “The dream zone is a place the bonded souls are brought to once they are unconscious. If both souls are unconscious at the same time then they have to spend time with each other.” Marinette explains.
“The bond also makes keeping anything a secret from your bonded nearly impossible,” Damian adds.
The whole room tensed the slightest bit at the thought of not being able to keep a secret.
“How impossible is it to keep a secret?” Jason asked, his tone disguised as amusement.
“We don’t,” Damian informs them.
“Don’t, what?” Jason asked with a raised brow.
“Don’t keep secrets from each other,” Damian answered, creating a few beats of silence.
“If you don’t keep secrets from each other then why did you say it was nearly impossible instead of impossible?” Barbara questioned.
“That’s because you can keep a secret from your bonded for about a week before it takes a strain on the bond. Every time we kept a secret from each other we would fall into a coma.” Marinette informed them. She turned her attention towards her bonded, “How long were you stuck in the dream zone because you wouldn’t tell me you got a potentially fatal injury?” Marinette asked
“Around two or three weeks,” Damian answered. “It took us both a few comas before we figured out that talking to each other would be easier than falling into a coma every few weeks,” Damian informed them.
“Wait, so those random comas weren’t from you tripping and hitting your head like you told everyone!” Chloe realized.
“Nope. I wasn’t even that clumsy, it was just a good excuse for when I would end up in a coma.” Marinette told her.
“Then why did you keep the clumsy act?” Adrian asked, a little confused.
“You’d be surprised how useful it is to be seen as clumsy,” Marinette informed them with a shrug.
“We should be heading back out to the public eye now,” Jagged says looking up from his watch.
There were a few murmurs of protest from those who wanted to ask more questions about Marinette and Damian’s relationship, and from those who didn’t want to deal with social elites.
After everyone that had been in the private lounge was ready to deal with the drama and rumors these galas usually bring they reentered the main room and went back to socializing with guests.
For once, the gala seemed calm, a little too calm for any of the Waynes’ liking.
They were right to think that because a few moments later Damian was tackled into a hug.
“Hey, Dames! It’s been a while!” The energetic teen greets.
“Tch. Kent it would be appreciated if you could release me!” Damian hissed.
“Oops. Sorry,” Kent apologies with a sheepish grin causing Marinette to giggle.
“You’re John Kent, right?” Marinette asked once she was finished laughing.
John looked at her for a few moments, easily following the usual gala protocol Damian and him created for when people were in their personal space.
“Yup! Sorry about this, but do ya mind if I steal Damian for a bit? It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other.” John asked with a false cheery tone making her laugh once again.
To John’s annoyance, the girl moved closer to Damian instead of moving away and out of his personal space.
“Nah. I think I’m gonna keep him for a bit.” She claimed lazily leaning against Damian. “You're free to play catch up though!” She informed him in the same cheery tone he had used.
John was now annoyed that this girl thought she could ‘keep’ Damian as if he was an object instead of a person. He was about to say as much, but it looked like Damian had beat him to it.
“Habibti, I know you're having fun messing with Kent, but you’re just gonna confuse him,” Damian chastises as he wraps his arms around her waist.
Damian’s action alone had John confused.
“Hmm. You always ruin my fun!” The girl pouts, cuddling closer to Damian in the process. Damian just chuckled at her antics.
“Uhm. I’m, so confused. What just happened?” John asked.
“Oh. That’s Damian’s soulmate, girlfriend, person.” Tim answered drinking a cup of coffee which was most likely not his first.
“Honestly, it’s kinda strange seeing him like this with someone,” Jason claimed while leaning against the wall.
“Since when does Damian have a girlfriend! Let alone a soulmate!” John asked a little too loud.
Just like that, the gala was filled with whispers, rumors, and drama.
All in all, it was a normal Wayne gala.