Anonymous

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tw for hunson being a manipulative bitch

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Marceline didn't like being home.

Well, she'd never liked being home, but she really just didn't like not being in New York with Bonnie. It had been a magical weekend; even the science museum part. Though Marceline hadn't cared about the exhibits, it was adorable to see Bonnie nerding out. For someone usually so calm and composed, she got incredibly animated and bouncy, everything about her lighting up as she rambled on about some scientific thing that went well over Marceline's head.

She cringed at herself and strummed a chord on her guitar. "God, what am I doing? Sat here daydreaming about my crush? Ugh."

She shook her head. That was out of character for her. She blamed Bonnie for being so cute.

And then, the fluffy, gooey thoughts took over again, and all she could think about was kissing her. The way it had taken her so by surprise when Bonnie had grabbed her and pulled her in, right outside the science museum. It had been perfect – felt like something right out of a movie – and she couldn't stop thinking about it. Couldn't stop smiling when she thought about it, either.

Her phone buzzed and she picked it up. Anything to distract from the fact that she was being sappy. But naturally, the text was from the subject of said sappy thoughts.

bon-bon (5:04PM): Everything okay?

bon-bon (5:04PM): Also, I miss you!

Marceline read the two texts, the first one making her smile falter just a little bit. She still felt weird about Bonnie knowing, and she knew she was trying really hard to respect what she'd asked and not act different because of it. Really, she was grateful that Bonnie cared to check up on her, but she didn't know how to process it. It had been nearly eight years of dealing with things alone, and rather than comfort, all her injuries ever brought was negative judgement.

Oddly, she didn't know how she felt about this new development.

Marcy (5:06PM): father is nowhere to be seen so yes everything's just perfect

Marcy (5:06PM): miss you too nerd

She hadn't seen her for six days – aside from those eight days where Bonnie had avoided her, it was the longest she'd been without her company since they'd gotten close. Marceline had been picking up more shifts at work, and Bonnie had plans with her friends today. On Marceline's other day off, she'd already had plans with Keila.

bon-bon (5:08PM): I'm so bored right now.

bon-bon (5:08PM): No hate to my friends, I care about them, but I never really know what to do when I spend time with them as a group.

bon-bon (5:10PM): If I bat my eyelashes and promise to kiss you after, can you make up some emergency to get me out of here?

Marceline laughed. As much as she'd love to do so, she had a feeling that Bonnie's friends – or maybe just Lady – would catch onto the lie. Plus, she was kind of enjoying the alone time. She got like that sometimes, and it was so rare for her to get the house to herself.

Marcy (5:11PM): no can do loser

Marcy (5:12PM): you know they'd know i'm lying to get you out of it bc you've got a track record of antisocialness (is that even a word?)

bon-bon (5:13PM): Ugh, you're right. I suppose I'll stick with them for a little while longer. Though, we could do a sleepover, maybe?

Marcy (5:13PM): sleepover, huh?? you can't see me but i'm wiggling my eyebrows