Just a Bit Sweeter

Just Go Somewhere Else

The sun was high up in the sky when Gumball woke up, the two had slept in until noon. He scrunched his nose and looked over at Marshall. "Marshall get up..." He mumbled, shoving him. "You smell like wet dog, get up..." The vampire grunted and turned onto his side, ignoring his morning calls. Frowning, the prince stood up and wrapped his arms around Marshall's chest, under his armpits. Sure, he looked like some flimsy weak boy from the outside. But most of the chores Pepper made him do consisted of exercise, and in reality, he was as strong as any vampire. "You need to bathe, now." He commanded, dragging Marshall off of the bed and towards the washroom. "Wait, wai-WAIT!" The king cried, thrashing around. The prince dropped him, beside the elegant bathtub, and crossed his arms over his chest as he glared at him. "You smell terrible." The vampire rolled his eyes, rubbing his head. "Maybe if you'd have not let my fur get wet..." Throwing his arms into the air, Gumball raised his thick pink eyebrows. "How does that even work? You're not a bat right now!" Waving his arms around as he disrobed, Marshall grinned. "Mystery."

Gumball walked into the room to make the bed as his king began to shower. "Oh Glob, the sheets smell too..." He said as he gathered them and tossed them into the hamper. Stretching with a yawn, he opened the curtains to reveal the bright sunny day. "Just so you know, we're going to breakfast with your mother tomorrow." Marshall slipped slightly, and stopped himself from falling. "What? Why?!" He said, his voice loud and clear even though the water was still running. Rolling his eyes as he dressed himself in a more casual set of clothes, Gumball faced the washroom. "Oh, I don't know, maybe mentioning to your mother that we're happily together?" He collected new sheets from his formerly full closet and set them on the bed, "I'd like to meet her, you know? Unless I'm not that much of an important part in your life..."

The water stopped, and a rather wet Marshall walked out of the washroom with a towel around his waist. He wrapped his arms around him and rested his head on Gumball's shoulder. "You are so an important part of my life, Bubba... I just wish you would've... not talked to my mom?" The younger laughed and shoved him off. "No, she's just as much my family right now as she is yours." Marshall groaned and stepped back, clutching his chest as if just struck. "Fine, fine, breakfast with mummy dearest tomorrow." He finally agreed, glaring at him with a slight smirk. Gumball smiled, that was the look he fell in love with. "Now get dressed. As much as I love your body, Marshall, I can't walk you home in nothing but a towel."

It was a struggle to get the vampire in his clean clothing, washed by his own loving prince, but he did manage to dress him. The candy prince sighed, looking at the now dressed king. He loved him, but damn he could be stubborn. "I don't get why you struggle so much, these are your clothes..." He said, fixing his shirt. Marshall rolled his eyes and leaned back on the wall, sneaking his arms around Gumball's waist as he stood. "Come on, do clothes really matter?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. The prince just looked at him, smirking slightly as he sighed. "They do if you have to go out in public with them..." His king laughed, lowering the brow as he swayed gently with him. Gumball laughed, kind of a giggle, before he pressed his sweet pink lips to Marshall's. The king smirked as he closed his eyes, holding his prince closely as he leaned into him. He was the taller, the older, the man in the relationship, but it felt nice when Gumball took the lead for once. The prince stood up on his tiptoes, making himself slightly taller than his king. They were pretty close in height, maybe a few inches off, and the difference didn't make it any harder to kiss. He was grateful for that, but still liked to try and match. Gumball, keeping one arm around his lover's waist, brought up his free hand and ran it through Marshall's hair. It was soft from the shower, still a little wet, and was just hot. It was one of the things he liked most about his appearance, his hair... long, black, sexy hair like he didn't even care to cut it. He didn't, though, Marshall hadn't gotten a haircut since Fionna and his first date. "My prince-Oh my Glob...!" Pepper shrieked as she walked into the room. She covered her face and staggered out, bumping into the wall before she managed to find the door, like she had seen the two mid-shag. "Pepper, you had the balls to come in without knocking." Gumball said, wide eyed, as he broke away from Marshall. His face was red with embarrassment, and it looked positively delicious from the king's eyes. He couldn't help but smirk at how angry his prince was, it was cute. "Relax, Bubba, we'll just go somewhere else..." He said, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, which were quite tense. "Key word, relax." He mumbled, his cold lips brushing his prince's pink ear. The king was left in the dust as Gumball walked out the door to yell at Pepper, it was quite amusing to hear the normally laid back prince go on ranting like that. "Sir! You must behave!" Pepper cried as Gumball walked back in the room again, looking furious. "You know what, somewhere else sounds fabulous right now."