My Favorite Baby Boy Gumlee Smut (boy x boy)

I hate you, but i love you (gotta change it a lil😅)

Marshall's POV:

'I cannot believe him! I cannot believe him!! Two times in a row he has forgotten our date night.'

I throw the slowly dying roses at the wall, sort of near the trash.
'He does this all the time! What's keeping himm!?'

I plop down on my hard red couch, I know it's horrible but I'm too sad to care. I listen to the quiet sounds coming from the still open door.
'I should've shut that...' I think glumly.

I start thinking back at today's events while loosening my bright white tie, not because I drank the color...
They make me so mad...HE makes me so mad! Why won't he just go out with me once and a while?!

~flashback ~

Third person POV:

Bubba was chillin at his desk working away like always, consumed in the different chemicals and algorithms. Having so much fun, smiling and humming to himself he failed to hear the repeated clearing of a certain vampire's throat.

"AhEm!!  Bubbaaaaaaa, do you mind stopping for even a fraction of a second to remember what you have planned tonight?" Marshall asked as politely as possible as he was already irritated that Bubba forgot...again.

"UwAAaHhhh!!!" Bubba spins around too quickly in his chair and hits the floor
"MaRSHALLLLLL!! MY GLOB" He throws his hands up upon anger as he seemed to hit the floor pretty hard. "I can't believe you! What do you want?!"

Now steaming hot, Marshall takes a few steps toward Bubba. "So you forgot, huh?" He asks with his jaw clenched and eyes piercing through the pink prince.

Bubba turns a very pale pink as he remembers exactly what Marshall is taking about. "M-Marshall I can explain.." He tries to get the words to reach the expecting ears of the vampire before him. "I-I just uh..."

"Save it Bubba, I get it, you're too busy for me. I just wish you'd say so instead of leading me on for so long." With that he took one last look at his boyfriend and flew through the window.

"Marshall noo! Marshall come bac-." Bubba then gets interrupted by a worried maid who's trying to find all this commotion.

"Bubba dear, why are you yelling so late?" She asks rubbing her tired eyes.

"I sincerely apologize for the commotion, please go back to sleep, everything is alright." And even though she took a little longer to process his words, peppermint maid went back to her room with a sleepy "good night."

~ end of flashback ~

Marshall's POV:

'I just want my Bubba back...'

I laid down in the air above my bed. Slowly drifting into a hopefully peaceful sleep. I just can't shake the anger I feel towards Bubba. But, I miss him. Tomorrow I'll do some...th..in..g.....Zzzzz.

Morninggggggggg Tiiiiime

I woke up with a massive headache. I wish I didn't think so hard about things last night...OhH righttt. I'm going to see him today. I better hurry up.

Got up, kinda sorta did my hair, brushed my teeth, grabbed and apple and headed out. After getting to his window all that pent up anger was slowly getting to me again.

'Glob! Why couldn't you have just set an alarm or something Bubba?! Why couldn't you have just remembered?!' After scolding myself for thinking that I knock on the window. It ends up being unlocked and it creaks open slowly.