Love me (gumlee)

Chapter 12

I find myself minutes later standing at Marshall's door, knocking over the sound of his bass, and signing. Beautiful singing.
He opens the door, flustered. "You didn't hear that, did you?" He asks.
"Yeah, I did hear a lot of it. But it was great." He had been playing some jazzy song about love. "May I come in?" I ask as I look into his beautiful eyes. I wouldn't have had the courage to say this an hour ago, and I'm unsure why.
"Oh- yeah. Yeah." He swerves out of the way, making way for me. " This pathetic couch is uncomfortable. Want to go upstairs?"
"Sure." I reply. We begin heading upstairs. When I first enter his room the first thing I notice is how much stronger his lovely scent is. It makes me smile. Then I see his bass leaning against his messy bed.
"It's messy. Sorry, I don't spend much time on the floor." He says.
"It's okay." I sit at the edge of his bed next to some sort of stuffed-animal lamb thing, that has obviously seen much better days. "What's this?" I pick up the toy. His scent is much stronger on this than anything else.
"Oh!"marshall gasps as he rips the stuffed animal out of my hands. "that's ️um... Lambo. Just ignore that." He laughs an embarrassed laugh.
I glance at his bass. "Marshall?"
"Yeah?"
"could you play me a song?"