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And so there he was now, left outside on Bubba’s balcony alone with his thoughts.
His lost gaze wondered to his feet, touching his lips lightly. Gumball- He Just- Marshall grit his
teeth, shaking a little from the embarrassing emotions he was feeling right now. He forced his way
back into Gumball’s room, blushing so heavily he could feel it across his cheeks. Gumball had taken
to his desk, looking over some papers. He didn’t bother turning around, but he at least spoke.
“I told you to go home…” He said softly. Marshall scoffed, moving closer. “You can’t do something
like that to a person and then just tell them to leave!!” He scolded, hitting Gumball upside the
head. It felt good to knock some sense into him. Gumball turned halfway, holding the back of his
head. “There’s no need for violence-“ “To hell with that, you’re not making any sense.” Marshall
growled lightly, crossing his arms. “I think I’ll have to knock you around until you start
explaining yourself.” He threatened, but his rage was quelled for now. Gumball faced him
completely, seeing that Marshall’s brashness had subsided, and his sarcastic curiosity had taken
its place. Marshall was easy going like that, and he was genuinely more curious about the why’s
behind Gumball’s actions now, not furious over the actions themselves. Gumball sighed, stacking
some papers neatly. “If you must know…” Marshall watched as Gumball took a breath, and then faced
him with a completely serious gaze. “If I were truly able to do as I pleased, you would’ve been
mine ages ago…”
Marshall blinked, lowering his arms. He stared at Gumball with a shocked face. “You…-“
Marshall couldn’t fight it, and the snickers crept up on his face as he started chortling loudly.
“No- No way Bubba! Bwaha- Pfffft! Y-You can’t be serious!!” He laughed harder and harder, holding
his sides. Gumball crossed his arms now, his eyes dropping slightly. “It’s no joke. “ Marshall
wiped the corner of his eye, eventually calming down. “What- You really mean to say that-“
Gumball nodded, nearly glaring at Marshall, but he was definitely blushing.
“I’m in love with you.”
“I have been for years now.” He admitted, almost looking ashamed of it. Marshall’s brow twitched
as he responded impulsively. “Ew-“ He saw Gumball cringe, and he shook his head in disbelief.
“You’re really committing to this joke, Bubba.” “It’s not a joke!!” Gumball exclaimed, raising his
voice. He clenched his fists, and Marshall finally took a second to observe Gumball closely.
He was trembling. His heart was beating so fast it seemed physically impossible. His face was
flushed such a brilliant red it was actually making Marshall hungry. “Oh Glob, you really are
serious-“ Marshall said with a genuinely surprised tone. He laughed nervously, giving Gumball’s
shoulder a playful nudge. “C’mon- You? In love? And with a guy like me?” Gumball looked up at him
with soft eyes, parting his lips gently as he forced it out. “Yes.” Marshall brushed his bangs
back, taking a few steps backwards until he plopped onto Gumball’s bed. “….Whoa.” His arms dropped
into his lap loosely, staring at Gumball. Gumball sighed, rubbing his forehead. He’d already
crossed the Rubicon, why stop now? “I’ve felt this way…well…for a very, very long time.” He
confessed, rubbing the back of his neck. “It was never plausible, so I never made my emotions
clear. Things would get-“ He sighed, thinking about current events. “Messy. But to see you that
night, literally at my feet- ” Gumball looked over at Marshall, shrugging his shoulders slightly.
“Can you really blame me for seizing the only opportunity I could ever possibly have?” Marshall
thought about that night again, putting his anger aside and thinking about it with a more level
head. Gumball’s expressions, the things he was saying, it made a lot more sense now. Marshall
blushed, but a cocky grin smirked across his face. “You’re in love with me. Bubba, Mr.Perfect, is
in love with me!” He teased, looking rather smug. Gumball rolled his eyes, leaning against his
desk. “You’re taking it rather well, I see.” Marshall chuckled, floating up and poking Gumball’s
cheek playfully. “Gee Bubba, I always knew you were a little fruity, but this really shocks even
me.” Gumball glared softly at Marshall, lightly swatting his finger away from his face. “Don’t
take my emotions lightly, Marshall.” He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he looked to the
ground. Gumball looked back to Marshall, a slightly worried look on his face. “So… Have we made
amends…?” Marshall blinked for a moment, thinking about it. He frowned, flipping his hair. “No way!
That still doesn’t excuse what you did that night!” Gumball frowned in response, almost sounding
agitated. “Very well… what should I do to appease you?” Marshall thought for quite a while, then
spoke with a determined face. “We do it again!” Gumball looked surprised, staring at Marshall with
disbelief. “You want to do it again?” Marshall blushed softly, but had a confident glare. “Yes,
‘cept this time-“
“I’m gunna be the one on top!”
His lost gaze wondered to his feet, touching his lips lightly. Gumball- He Just- Marshall grit his
teeth, shaking a little from the embarrassing emotions he was feeling right now. He forced his way
back into Gumball’s room, blushing so heavily he could feel it across his cheeks. Gumball had taken
to his desk, looking over some papers. He didn’t bother turning around, but he at least spoke.
“I told you to go home…” He said softly. Marshall scoffed, moving closer. “You can’t do something
like that to a person and then just tell them to leave!!” He scolded, hitting Gumball upside the
head. It felt good to knock some sense into him. Gumball turned halfway, holding the back of his
head. “There’s no need for violence-“ “To hell with that, you’re not making any sense.” Marshall
growled lightly, crossing his arms. “I think I’ll have to knock you around until you start
explaining yourself.” He threatened, but his rage was quelled for now. Gumball faced him
completely, seeing that Marshall’s brashness had subsided, and his sarcastic curiosity had taken
its place. Marshall was easy going like that, and he was genuinely more curious about the why’s
behind Gumball’s actions now, not furious over the actions themselves. Gumball sighed, stacking
some papers neatly. “If you must know…” Marshall watched as Gumball took a breath, and then faced
him with a completely serious gaze. “If I were truly able to do as I pleased, you would’ve been
mine ages ago…”
Marshall blinked, lowering his arms. He stared at Gumball with a shocked face. “You…-“
Marshall couldn’t fight it, and the snickers crept up on his face as he started chortling loudly.
“No- No way Bubba! Bwaha- Pfffft! Y-You can’t be serious!!” He laughed harder and harder, holding
his sides. Gumball crossed his arms now, his eyes dropping slightly. “It’s no joke. “ Marshall
wiped the corner of his eye, eventually calming down. “What- You really mean to say that-“
Gumball nodded, nearly glaring at Marshall, but he was definitely blushing.
“I’m in love with you.”
“I have been for years now.” He admitted, almost looking ashamed of it. Marshall’s brow twitched
as he responded impulsively. “Ew-“ He saw Gumball cringe, and he shook his head in disbelief.
“You’re really committing to this joke, Bubba.” “It’s not a joke!!” Gumball exclaimed, raising his
voice. He clenched his fists, and Marshall finally took a second to observe Gumball closely.
He was trembling. His heart was beating so fast it seemed physically impossible. His face was
flushed such a brilliant red it was actually making Marshall hungry. “Oh Glob, you really are
serious-“ Marshall said with a genuinely surprised tone. He laughed nervously, giving Gumball’s
shoulder a playful nudge. “C’mon- You? In love? And with a guy like me?” Gumball looked up at him
with soft eyes, parting his lips gently as he forced it out. “Yes.” Marshall brushed his bangs
back, taking a few steps backwards until he plopped onto Gumball’s bed. “….Whoa.” His arms dropped
into his lap loosely, staring at Gumball. Gumball sighed, rubbing his forehead. He’d already
crossed the Rubicon, why stop now? “I’ve felt this way…well…for a very, very long time.” He
confessed, rubbing the back of his neck. “It was never plausible, so I never made my emotions
clear. Things would get-“ He sighed, thinking about current events. “Messy. But to see you that
night, literally at my feet- ” Gumball looked over at Marshall, shrugging his shoulders slightly.
“Can you really blame me for seizing the only opportunity I could ever possibly have?” Marshall
thought about that night again, putting his anger aside and thinking about it with a more level
head. Gumball’s expressions, the things he was saying, it made a lot more sense now. Marshall
blushed, but a cocky grin smirked across his face. “You’re in love with me. Bubba, Mr.Perfect, is
in love with me!” He teased, looking rather smug. Gumball rolled his eyes, leaning against his
desk. “You’re taking it rather well, I see.” Marshall chuckled, floating up and poking Gumball’s
cheek playfully. “Gee Bubba, I always knew you were a little fruity, but this really shocks even
me.” Gumball glared softly at Marshall, lightly swatting his finger away from his face. “Don’t
take my emotions lightly, Marshall.” He sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he looked to the
ground. Gumball looked back to Marshall, a slightly worried look on his face. “So… Have we made
amends…?” Marshall blinked for a moment, thinking about it. He frowned, flipping his hair. “No way!
That still doesn’t excuse what you did that night!” Gumball frowned in response, almost sounding
agitated. “Very well… what should I do to appease you?” Marshall thought for quite a while, then
spoke with a determined face. “We do it again!” Gumball looked surprised, staring at Marshall with
disbelief. “You want to do it again?” Marshall blushed softly, but had a confident glare. “Yes,
‘cept this time-“
“I’m gunna be the one on top!”
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Marshall seemed to calm down after Gumball's passionate kiss, but has he lost his mind!? How will Gumball react to Marshall's demands? The night's only begun for these two!
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Previous Chapter: A Gumlee Fanfic CH9
Next Chapter: A Gumlee Fanfic CH11
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Marshall you can be on top you justhabe to rid cow(girl)boy styal.