Marshall likes sugar. Prince Gumball x Marshall Lee (Yaoi)

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-Marshall's POV-

Man. All I have to do today is to just practice my bass. I'm so bored.

...I remember what Gumball said to me last night.

"Talk to you later I guess... Marshall."

When could we talk later? I can't wait anymore years than I have for the one I love most.

Its decided, I will call him.

I picked up the phone and dialed Prince Gumball's number.

"What do you want now Marsh?"

"Uhm.. I just wanted to say hi.."

What was THAT? Without thinking, my mouth mumbled something.

"Wanna come over to chat face to face?"

There was a pause on the other side of the phone.

"Uh. Sure!" He laughed quitely then hung up.

Oh shit.

Why did I just do that? I couldnt control myself if he really did come over! I'd best clean to make a good impression..

I picked up the socks from the floor and shoved them in the closet, vaccumed the carpet, and threw away everything on the kitchen table.

I slumped on the red couch, looking up at the ceiling, tired of cleaning.

DingDong~! The doorbell rang.

I floated over slowly and nervously to the door.

"Hi Marshall.. I brought some apples." Gumball stuttered.

"Come on in.." I closed the door behind him, trying not to face him.

"Youve really cleaned up the place dude."

"Yeah. Thanks."

Of course it looks in shape. I busted my ass to clean it for once.

Prince Gumball took a seat on my couch. His position was closed, he was looking down at his feet. What for? He's usually more talkative.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"N-n-o. Haha." He beamed at me.

I levitated to a spot next to him.

"Video games tonight?" I asked eagerly. It's the only thing I could think of almost.. Except for..

"Uh, sure. I'm not really good at games though." Gumball shruged.

"Aw. Something is bothering you. I can tell dude." I said.


He put his face in his hands.

"Marshall... I like you. Thats why I came over."

Whoah.. He felt the same way?

Without thinking, I wrapped my thin, cold arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"Theres no need to be upset about that......." I whispered.

I felt a wetness on the shoulder of my red plaid t-shirt. Gumball was crying!

I pet his hair slowly.

"Don't cry.." I whispered softly.

Gumball slowly and lightly pulled away from the hug.

"It's not that I'm sad. I'm actually really happy." He giggled.

Suddenly, he kissed my cheek and unbuttoned one button in my shirt. Blushing, I took his wrist.