Gumlee Oneshots (Formerly "The Only One I Need") (SMUT)

The phone call.

~Prince Gumball's POV~

-10:00 PM-

I picked out a brown leather vest, red bow tie, robin's egg blue dress shirt, denim jeans, and black vans out of my closet. Then, I put on my dress shirt and threw my vest over it, put my jeans on, tied my bow tie, and slipped my vans on.

After dressing up, I walked over to the tall mirror beside my bed and checked myself out.

Oh. My. God. WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY HAIR?!?!

I tried to fix my messy hair by combing it about a million times but it didn't seem to budge. Ugh, why today? Out of all the days my hair could look like a bird's nest, today was apparently the perfect day. God fucking dammit.

I sighed in frustration and stared at the mirror. Oh well, I guess I'll just look like a hot mess & hope it doesn't bother Marshall. I sprayed on my sundae scented cologne, Marshall's favorite, and waited anxiously for the doorbell to ring.

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-10:30-

Exactly thirty minutes had passed and Marshall still hasn't arrived at my place. Where the fuck is he? Ugh, I can't stand Marshall not being here by my side. Just the thought of him is enough to give me butterflies. Jesus fucking Christ Marshall, you drive me insane....

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-10:40-
Ten minutes had passed and I was getting fed up. I can't wait here by myself any longer!

"Where r u? 😒"
-Seen at 10:40

I received a call from Marshall. Holy shit. I felt my heart beat going faster and my fingers trembling. I anxiously picked up the phone and answered his call.

"Marshall. Where are you? It's been almost 50 minutes! You better give me a good explanation as to why you haven't gotten here."

"Bubba. I'm sorry okay? Let me explain. I honestly haven't gone to your house because I had plans with Fionna..."

I felt like a huge 100 pound weight had just been dropped on my shoulders. His excuse is always Fionna. Why didn't you come over last week? Oh, Fionna. Why don't you talk to me anymore? Fionna. Why don't we ever hang out or are even best friends anymore? Fucking. Fionna. That little bitch took marshall away from me. She's the exact reason why I don't even talk to my closest fucking friend.

I felt my eyes tear up and redden & tried my hardest not to slur my speech. The last thing I wanted to happen was for Marshall to know that I'm crying over him.

"F-Fionna? What? I thought we would actually hang out today...We literally haven't talked in almost 6 months...that's half a year M-Marshall..."

"Bubba, are you crying? Don't cry bubba...I-I never wanted to hurt you like this..You know what? Stay at your place."

*Marshall ends the call*

Why would he want me to stay at my place? Not like he's gonna cancel plans with his girlfriend...I don't matter to him at all. To think that I even fixed my hair for him and sprayed on his favorite scented cologne.

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~Marshall Lee's POV-

I ended the heated call and sighed in frustration. I shook my head and looked at the time on my iPhone 6. You know what Marshall? You're not losing Bubba tonight.

"Hey Fionna. Not coming over tonight, had a sudden family emergency. Sorry babe, I love you xx"

There. Hopefully she'll believe that. I really don't wanna tell her that I just don't love her the way I used to before...