Marshall walked over to Peppermint maids side and sat on the edge of the bed.
"It's okay now, Pepper. You can go, I'll stay with him. I'll cool for you if he needs anything."
"If your sure, then I will take my leave now Marshall." Peppermint replied politly with a certsy before she quietly shut the door of the princes's chamber.
"Marsh?" came the weak voice of the pink prince.
"Hey, Gumwadd. How ya fellin'?" Marshall asked in a quiet voice. But as soon as Mashall asked the question Prince Gumball started to cry.
"Gummy? Whats wrong? Are you okay? Should I go and get Pepper?" Marshall asked as soon as he saw the tears falling from from Gumballs face. But Gumball only shook his head on his pink pillow, as he reached out and grabbed the hem of Marshalls shirt in a weak atempt at keeping him from leaving.
"I'm sorry." Gumball said in a shakey voice from the crying. Tears still running down his cheeks.
"Gummy?"
"I'm sorry abot our date. I know you must have been looking forward to it so much, but I had to go and ruin it by getting sick. I'm sorry Marshmellow." Fresh tears making their way out of the cornors of his eyes, several strong coughts racked his weak body as he spoak to Marshall. His already pinker face getting even more so as he worked himself up about screwing up their date night.
"Oh, Gumball." Marshall picked up Gumball so he was sitting on Mashalls lap, Marshalls left arm keeping hold of his back so that he didn't fall of the bed.
"t's not your falt that you got sick. It happens to the best of us. Even Fiona gets sick from time to time. It can't be helped if you have a job that is very stressful. I don't mind if we don't get to go out tonight. I just have to be with you to be happy. Even if you are still sick we can spend time together. And I'll get to look after you, which I've always wanted to do. Now that the oppertunity has presented itself I am not letting it get away."
"So you really don't mind?" Gumball asked as he looked into Marshalls deep red eyes.
"Of course I don't mind. Now lets get you under the covers and freshen up that flannel on that gummy head of yours." Marshall placed a gental kiss on Gumballs lips before he moved to place him back on the bad. Marshall soaked the flannel from Gumballs forehead before replacing it back onto Gumballs burning skin.
"Marsh, I want to cuddle."
"Okay Gummy."
In each others arms is where they found themselves the next morning. Gumballs fever still clinging on to the poor pink prince.
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Marshall x Gumball: Sick Gummy
FanfictionMarshall just wants to hang out with his boyfriend; his Sweet Gummy Prince, for their usual date night. But Gumball is stricken with a fever and unable to meet with his king of the Nightosphere.
