Sold My Soul (Gumlee)

Fixing the Wounds

Gumball's POV

I started shaking. Marshall was standing there staring at me, I could see the pain he held in his eyes mixed with a little anger. He floated over to me slowly and hovered a couple inches above me keeping our faces level. I coudn't stop the tears from streaming down my face. He lifted up his hand and I automatically flinched away. Marshall burst into tears when I flinched. Tears of anger and sadness. I had never seen Marshall cry before, ever.

Marshall's POV

I burst into tears when he flinched away. He was so scared that he thought I was going to hurt him. ME the one that was supposed to protect him from something like this, and he flinched away. That hurt more than anything else in the world. I lowered my hand and let my head droop as I cry. So much pain surged through me all at once. After a couple minutes of crying I scooped him up and I would wince each time he did. His pain hurt me ten times worse than it hurt him. I sat him down in the toilet and kissed his forehead. I lifted his sweater up and over his head and then his t-shirt. Holding back all of my tears I studied his body. His chest and neck had bruises of what looked like fingers. On his stomach and abdomen he had bruises that were bigger than my fist but I could tell it was from punching. I thought about all the possible pain he could be in and I just couldn't take it anymore!!

"I am going to kiss every bruise and cut on you. Okay?" I said. He nodded in reply so I leaned in and kissed one on his jaw line. I felt him smile as another tear ran down his face. I was crying too. I needed to numb him, for his own good rather than mine. I slipped my arms around his waist and pulled him onto my lap so we were both sitting on the floor. I started kissing down his neck as soft moans escaped his mouth. They were moans of pain mixed with pleasure. I started to kiss a little softer so it didn't hurt as much. 

Gumball's POV

Marshall really knew how to make me feel better. He didn't know who did it yet he just wanted me to stop hurting. He kissed down my chest and neck, even on my arms and shoulders. I was lost in my own thoughts and Marshall's cologne, my favorite. I loved the smell of it, incredibly musky but yet still sweet. I heard my father stomping up the stairs and I immeaditly started crying. His presence scared the crap out of me.

"YOU BETTER NOT THINK WE WERE DONE GAYBOY!!" My father yelled. Marshall froze and stood up still holding me, ready to kill him before he could even touch me. I just barried my face in Marshall's shoulder and cried. I was so frightened I was shaking.

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Hey guys it's me!! Here is another update!! Still not finished but I'm getting there.....I might update later if I can. Remember to comment or follow for a shout out!! Next chapter or so will have smut and this is my first good one but follow to find out when the next updates are!!

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