Eminem Fanfics

Busy body

You had been very busy lately. Between work and cleaning your apartment and paying bills and running around you felt like you barely had time to breathe. And let's not forget about your relationship with Marshall. You tried to put him as number one everyday but sometimes you just didn't have time. Or you passed out as soon as you got home. You could tell it was getting to him.
"Y/N please we need to talk"
"About what? Can it wait Marshall I have to go grocery shopping"
"You always have to do something" he muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing.."
"Um no it was definitely something."
"Could've been,"
"Stop acting like a damn child and spit it out if you have something to say."
"Okay well then you better sit down because I have a lot to say to you Y/N"
You sat on the other side of the phone waiting for whatever he had to say to you.
"You never have time for us. We don't talk anymore. You never wanna be around me. We don't cuddle. We don't even argue. And we both know your stubborn as$ likes to argue with me. I can't even recall the last time we had sex. And that's ridiculous! What the hell Y/N. I'm having withdrawals from you. I love you and need you and have the time I don't know whether you're just lying to me or if you're actually overworked. But I'm trying to be a good boyfriend and give you the benefit of the doubt. But dammit Y/N I just wanna love you and hold you and you've taken that away from me. This isn't how we work. I like being around you. A lot. So what is actually going on?" You we're now sobbing. You couldn't help it. He basically is at his most loneliest and all you've been doing is worrying about whether Walmart has the cheese sticks you like.
"Marshall I can assure you I'm not lying I'm stressed about work. My boss has double my shifts and I'm trying to pay all my bills on time even though I don't get my paycheck until a week after my bills are due. I've been grocery shopping and basically living on hot pockets and cheese sticks. I think it's affecting my energy levels. I don't have time for you in my day because I literally pass out as soon as I enter my apartment. Babe I'm sorry. I'm not doing it intentionally I'm just trying to get by for now."
"Babygirl..." he whispered
"Yeah?" You sniffed.
"Drive your cute self over here and I'll make you an actual meal while you nap then I'll wake you up, we can eat then we can go sleep together. Okay?"
"Okay, I'm on my way...I'm sorry"
"Don't be sorry just get over here I wanna hold you"