You're My Obsession (A Gumlee fanfic)

Chapter 11

Marshall's p.o.v

I woke up in a hospital bed. There were like three machines hooked up to me. I looked even paler than usual. It took me a while to fully open my eyes, but when I did, the first thing I saw was Gumball asleep next to me.

I gave him a quick peck on the lips and he woke up, blushing. His cheeks were all puffy and his eyes were kinda red, like he's been crying. He hugged me tightly, staring into eyes as he pulled away.

"I'm so sorry Marshall...if I just, I-I should have been there for you, I'm so sorry." He started crying again. I felt terrible. I did this to him.

"Shhhh, Gummy, you didn't do anything. I'm the one who should be sorry." I pulled him into a big bear hug. I heard him giggle a little. Glob that giggle is so cute.

"I love you so much Marshall." He kissed me on the lips and hugged me tight again.

"I love you too Gummy, for a thousand years more." I held him in my embrace for about another hour or so until he had to get up and sign the release papers.

Thank Glob. I could leave this hell-hole. They only red thing they had here was some weird jello stuff that was terrible to eat.

Gumball came back, and helped me get out of bed and into a wheelchair. I didn't think I needed one, but when I tried to walk, I sat back down. The doctors said that I would be a little dizzy for a couple of days. Oh well.

We pulled up into his palace. I was really confused. I thought we were going back to my house.

"Hey Gummy, why are we at your place?" He looked down at me and half smiled.

"I'm taking care of you while you are still a little...unwell. I'm not taking my eyes off of you."

"Oh, hehe, okay. Thank you." I rubbed the back of my neck. I was never rely good at, well, being nice. Hehe...

We got into his room and he helped me get into bed. He got me some tomato soup and water. It really helped my throat feel better. Along with that he got me some cream puffs and apples in a giant basket with a big bow on it.

He was so nice to me when I made him feel unloved. I didn't deserve any of this. That's why I loved him. He was so caring and forgiving.

It was about twelve at night and Gumball looked tired, but he was still doing work. I hobbled out of bed to get him.

"Gummy, come to bed. Its midnight. Your bed time was like two hours ago."

He scowled at the last sentence and put his pen down. He didn't say anything, but went into the bathroom, changed and brushed his teeth, then crawled into bed with me.

I held him in my arms as he fell asleep. He looks so cute when he sleeps. I kissed him on the nose and fell asleep.