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Tim woke up to a really sweet and delicious smell. He slowly opened his eyes and looked beside him. His wife was missing. He slowly got up and made his way to the kitchen.
There she was teaching cooking with their son. And god was that adorable. Jack was trying to mix the batter, but no matter how smart he was, he was still five. His small hands were trying their best but the batter was still spilling everywhere. Marinette didn't seem to mind though. She was laughing as Jack was fully focused.
Tim couldn't help but crack a smile himself. He quickly, but quietly, ran into his room and got the camera. It's been a while since last used it, oh god, he still remembers his obsessing over Batman and Robin days. Who would've thought that he would find so much happiness.
Without wasting any more time, he ran into the kitchen and started taking photos of the moment. The camera wasn't really quiet, but the subjects, who were lost in their own world, didn't seem to notice. Or they noticed and decided to ignore him and leave him to his weird habits. He didn't care though, he had two beautiful subjects whose pictures came out perfectly. That's all that mattered.
Finally, after Jack was done with the batter. Marinette looked up and smiled at him.
"Bonjour, mon canard." Marinette gave him a peck. And snuggled into his side and looked over to sneak a peek at his camera. Tim wrapped his arm around her waist and started switching through the pictures.
Even after so many years Tim can't believe he got someone like Marinette. He is afraid that he'll wake up and realize that all of this never happened. That he's still just that little child hopping from rooftop to rooftop to just catch a glimpse of Batman.
He was so lost in thoughts that he didn't even see when Jack came towards him. Just when he felt his little hands on his legs did he realize that he had zoned out. For his age Jack was really short. Well, Tim got his growth spurt when he was seventeen, and Marinette was short. So, yeah, that checks it out.
"Daddy! Maman and I made food!" Jack beamed. It was his first time in the kitchen and he was super excited for his dad to taste the food.
Tim picked him up and kissed his cheek. "You did? What did you make?"
"Pancakes! Let's eat!"
"Yeah! Let's eat! I am super hungry."
"Not quite yet. We just have the batter prepared, it still needs to be cooked." Marinette left his side and Tim immediately missed her warmth. Marinette started pouring the batter, while humming a song he didn't know the name of. He's pretty sure it's French.
Jack, who was still in his arms, started to become restless. Tim carefully set him down and he ran to his Maman to see what she was doing. Marinette gave him a soft smile and put him on the countertop to help him see better.
Tim made his way inside the kitchen towards his family. ( Family . Tim had his own family! Can you believe that?) And wrapped his arms around Marinette from the back and placed his head on her shoulder. Marinette, very much used to it, just gave a fond eye roll and continued cooking. But hey! That didn't satisfy him, he started peppering her face with kisses.
Marinette laughed and shoved his face aside. "Tim! What're you doing? Let me cook or it'll burn and you'll have to not only go hungry but also clean the utensils." Marinette said in a very serious joking tone with a playful glare. But Tim knew that she was serious about it.
Tim did stop kissing her face but didn't untangle himself, he actually made his hold tighter. Jack didn't even notice them being gross, too wrapped up in watching the pancakes being made.
The first pancake came out looking perfect. It was really soft and Tim was really hungry. Tim got a fork and ate one piece. Jack looked at him hopefully with big blue eyes, that Tim's sure he got from Marinette, and Tim smiled at him until…the taste hit him. He spit out the bite because, no matter how perfect, the pancakes were salty!