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Jasonette July: Fabric and Weapons Don’t Mix

Day seven of being committal, it was a long and lonely day ngl. On a different note, I think I might write a Hydra!Peter Parker fic. lmk if ya wanna see it.

The Master: Master List

Jasonette July: Master List

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A simple party that’s all she wanted, to be fair she had been forced to go and to go to the after-party being hosted in Jagged’s honor by some billionaire childhood friend she couldn’t remember the name of. She was introduced as MDC during the event. She sighed as she watched everyone socialize. She had tried to keep up appearances for a while and got bored so she retreated to a quiet room, she looked around more and realized it was a library.

She saw comfortable looking are chairs and plopped down in one, letting it envelop her. She lets the silence take her senses over. She's about to drift off to sleep when someone clears their throat. There stood a tall man with a white tuft of hair, sticking out of his dark hair. 

“This is a private library.”

“Sorry, it’s just been a long night.”

“I know what you mean, I don’t even want to be here,” he says, taking a seat in one of the other armchairs. 

“At the party or sitting in this library with a stranger,” She smiles.

“The party, I wouldn’t mind getting to know a pretty princess like yourself,” he says, smirking.

“Nope your charm won’t work on me,” Marinette smirks. After a moment of silence, they fall into a comfortable conversation. It was getting late so she said. “Hey, Jason, I have to go find my aunt and uncle.”

“Wait, want to dance?”

“Ok, but after I must find them, my uncle can be pretty protective of me,” Marinette says, placing her hand on his stretched out hand. They walk back to the main ballroom and take to dancing together. As the song was ending, there was shots and shouts. The next thing she knew, she was pulled away from Jason with a knife at her throat. She starts crying in french to portray herself as an innocent, confused, weak foreigner. The man loosened his grip on her, big mistake. She elbowed him and pulled up a mound of fabric to reach for the knife on her thigh. “Freakin fabric.”

“Why do you have a knife?”

“I have a job to do,” She says, straddling the man with her knife at his throat. Jason took the knife from her and held the guy. 

It wasn’t too much longer later that the situation was handled, Jagged and Penny dragged her away as soon as the cops were done questioning her. “Wait can’t I get my knife back?” Marinette asks, sitting down in the limo.

“I’ll get you a new one,” Jagged said, running his fingers through his hair.

“Aww…. I really liked that,” Marinette says, looking out the window. She perked up at her thought. “Who was the boy I was with?”

“Ohh… he’s Bruce’s son, the host’s son,” Penny said.

“Nevermind, he’ll probably not want to see me again, then,” Marinette sighed to herself. Little did she know the effect she had on him. 

Jason, after everything had been sorted, laid down on his bed, twisting the knife in his hand, thinking about the princess, who had wielded it. 

“Hey, Jay, I came to-- oh sheet I know that look,” Dick said.

“What look?”

“You’re smitten!”

“What no! I only met her once… but it was amazing, she was amazing,” Jason sighs.

“Tell me about her,” Dick says, sitting on the end of his bed.

“We talked for what felt like hours, she danced with the grace of a ballerina and handled a knife as well as anyone,” Jason sighs. “She was able to get away from the man holding a knife to her throat. She was beautiful.”

“Does she have a name?”

“I’m sure she does, but I didn’t ask because I thought I would have more time with her,” Jason said, putting his head in his hands.

“I’m sure Bruce might know who she is,” Dick says. “Do you know who she came with?”

“Her aunt and uncle, I don't know their names either,” Jason said.

“Ask Tim about her in the morning, she sounds perfect for you,” Dick says, winking as he leaves Jason to his thoughts of the mysterious girl.

She felt heartbroken honestly, she knew there would be no way that Jason, the son of the richest man in the world, would want her and even if he did, there would be no way Bruce would allow it. She was called from her bed by Aunt Penny, telling her that Jagged and her would be meeting a friend for lunch. She decided to put away her sorrows and work on Jagged’s next stage outfit. She sighed and started sewing.

He woke up that morning and went to talk to Tim. “Replacement, who was the girl I was with?”

“How should I know, pull it up on the tapes and I’ll see if I know,” Tim says, looking up from his work. Not even ten minutes later, Jason comes back with pictures, “Here,” he says, placing them in front of Tim. 

Tim sighs, and picks them up and nearly chokes on his coffee. “That’s freakin MDC. Jagged Stone’s personal designer. How the heck did you manage that?”

“It doesn’t matter, I have to see her again,” Jason says, picking the picture back up, to stare at her beauty.

“Lucky for you, Bruce and I have a lunch meeting with Jagged and his wife,” Tim says, standing.

“Can I come along?”

“You can, I don’t know if she’ll be attending but you can try,” Tim shrugs, collecting his things. Jason, though he wouldn’t admit it, was jittery from excitement. When they arrived, Jagged and Penny had already been seated, sadly MDC wasn’t with them. After they had finished talking business, Jason was quick to jump in.

“MDC, she’s your niece right?”

“Yep, she’s my rockin little niece, why’d you need to know?” Jagged asks, stroking Fang. (Jason was impressed he had somehow managed to get him in the restaurant.)

“Well I want to return her knife,” Jason says, unwrapping the knife from the velvet cover he had found, showing it off to Jagged and Penny.

“Ah yeah, she was asking about it last night,” Jagged says. “She was really disappointed to leave without getting it back.”

“Can I give it back to her?”

“You could come back to the hotel with us, she’s working right now, but since it’s you and her knife, I bet she’ll be happy to hold off on finishing her work,” Penny said.

Marinette was deep in her work when she heard Penny and Jagged enter the penthouse. “Hey, how’d the meeting go?” When she heard no response she looked up from her work to see nonother than Jason kneeling in front of her holding out her missing knife.

“Jason? You know this is a private workspace,” Marinette smiles.

“You know, I just had to see the most amazing princess in the world again,” He smirks. “And I had to return her knife ‘for work’.”

“It really is for work, not only do I work as Jagged’s personal designer, I’m his and my aunt’s undercover bodyguard,” She says, taking the knife.

“And for returning your knife, can I have this princess’s name?”

“Marinette, and you could’ve just asked,” Marinette says, sliding off her seat to kneel in front of him so they were at semi the same height.

“How about a kiss then?”

“You with your charm,” Marinette giggles, placing a firm kiss on his lips.

“Thank you, Princess, I know I don’t know you well, but I’m smitten,” Jason says, sincerely.

“I didn’t want to get my hopes up,” She says, hugging him, her face snuggled in his shoulder.

Someone clears their throat, “I knew he would like to see you again,” Jagged said. “Just know, Fang will eat you if you hurt her.”

“I won’t hurt her,” Jason promises. “I’m going to treat her like the princess she is.”

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This has been the longest addition to Jasonette July, I hope you guys enjoy! This is my favorite one at the moment.

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