The Bubbline Project - (Bubbline) Marceline x Bubblegum

I: human attraction

" Two hearts ran to the end of the world. They recognized each other's eyes in the final border of the end and infinity. In that particular one moment they hugged each other. No one dares to separate them. "

Her eyes wandered around the room,pastel blue walls with darker curtains,a large grey couch pressed up against a wall,several leather chairs surrounding the table,colourful posters splashed over the pin board and the strangest scent of lime filled the space.

Plopping down on the leather seat closest to the door,she crosses her legs.Several others join her and sit down until there is only a seat left,maybe someone's already bailed on this whole idea.

Bonnibel spots the last person in,a tall female with dark hair and even darker seeming eyes,she looks pretty confident.The female sits down across from the Pink haired lady and starts playing with her never ending hair,when she decides it looks okay she lets it go with ease,Bonnie looks away- slightly embarrassed at the three second glance they shared.

Why had she been staring so long?

Her attention is put on the Middle aged woman who stands next to the whiteboard,she scribbles down a heading along with today's date and what they'll be doing today.

GETTING TO TERMS WITH YOUR SEXUALITY

She immediately hears people scoff,because isn't what they all had been trying to do?

Not Bonnie though,she had been doing the opposite.She knows she isn't actually gay and it's just a phase of teenage curiosity.It's just a very long and gruesome phase,she's al most 19 for gods sake.Her parents don't need the stress or embarrassment of being amazing scientists and doctors with a beautiful and smart daughter- oh I forgot to mention,she's gay.

Her hands shake under the table,she clenches her fists and stares up at the woman.The woman blabs on about how this is a phase that you'll soon grown tired off,the black haired female scoffs,but it's only loud enough for Bonnie to hear.

'Maybe this girl isn't like the others,Maybe she's okay with being this way,' thinks Bonnie,ripping her gaze from that individual again and back to this woman who had no fucking idea what she was taking about.

"I'm not asking you for much for the next twelve sessions,All I want you to do is,realise that sexuality is just erotic desire,you just crave human touch so badly that you want it from anymore,you're desperate."

Everyone in the room goes silent.

She literally just called us horny teenagers,although Bonnie isn't in a position to call herself a teenager.She's never had any teenage experiences that we've all died for.She's a common case of a golden child.

Bonnie looks around the room,there's five girls and six boys.All going through this phase that they're parents dreaded and hoped they'd not come across.

Bonnie's parents really did try,but no matter how hard they did Bonnie didn't like the idea of being with a boy,she was shy and cute- what most boys want.But she didn't want them,she'd always felt more content with female friends and maybe she should've known when she started staring at certain girls with puppy eyes.She told her parents one night during dinner.

"I think I'm gay," she meekly whispered,her eyes trained to her food,uneaten.

No one spoke for a few moments,but as usual her mother had to be the first.

"Go to bed,you're confused and tired."

"No,she's fucking gay.Didn't you hear her?" Growled her father in attempt to refuse the dismissal of his only child.

"She's sick,She needs help." He said once more,putting a firm hand on his wife's shoulder.

That's how she ended up here,for a split second she thought her father would understand.

No one would understand,in this world where being heterosexual is the best option for everything,Bonnie wants so very badly to be the typical girl she thought she was.But she can't be,it's a waste isn't it?

That's what they all say behind closed doors,to her face they're positively fake with sugar sweet smiles and those words can only be said so long before you taste the poison filling your own bullshit.

Her eyes creep over the the dark haired beauty again,she looks almost angry at the words the woman's saying,her jaw is clenched tightly and she's looking down.She still looks like a model,even from where Bonnie is.

The girls eyes move over to Bonnie way to quickly for her to look away,Bonnie seeps into the woman's stare and the said female smirks.

She manages to look away and focuses back on the woman in front of the board,she's writing a few new things.

SAME SEX CRAVINGS: (a phase due to lack of love,parental love and plain hormones.)

Bonnie's nose crinkles,the reasons may be true,after all we are only human,we crave another and who dares tell us it's wrong?

Sure,Bonnie has great parents.But their focus has never been on her,or anywhere near her unless it's to do with school.Is it so wrong for her to crave endlessly for someone to hold her? She's never been held before and she's never held a hand,there's so much she's been restricted not to do.

She knows humans are heartless,but she also knows there is good.You shouldn't judge all of us by that one horrible person,we aren't all the same.

The hour flies by with none of the confused humans speaking,only the woman who seems to have all the wrong answers rambles on about how she knows she can help us,and Bonnie really wants to believe her.

She stands up,pulling in her chair after and exits the room faster than anyone else,that didn't help.The Pink haired lady enters the bathroom,relieving herself and washing her hands,damn public toilets.

Halfway through rinsing the sudsy slime off her hands,another set of hands join her.Very pale,lean hands,her cheeks redden when she realises it's the wow,n she was drooling over less than ten minutes ago.

"That was a drag," She says simply,

Bonnie is stuck for words but manages to nod with a mumble of 'yeah'

The woman flashes a grin,extending her dry hand.

"Marceline,"

Hesitantly Bonnie takes her hand,smiling shyly.

"Um..Bonnibel,I prefer Bonnie though."

She hopes she hasn't said too much,or too little to the cool stranger.Thankfully Marceline seems to think she's said just enough and shakes her hand firmly,then dropping it and waving.

"See you next week,"

"Y-Yeah!" Says Bonnie oh too quickly,her cheeks burn with colour.

It's the first time she's actually held someone's hand like that,even for those minimal seconds.She squeezes her own hand and sighs,

Today really was a drag,but the ending was a nice touch- literally.

Closing the door to her mothers car shut,Bonnie actually realises she's excited for next week.But she reminds herself not to expect much,Marceline was being nice- that doesn't mean anything,But Bonnie can work with that.She wants to befriend the pale teen.

She wants someone who can relate to her completely,and she thinks she can.

"How was today?"

She smiles,"Okay."

{{ a/n: wow it's short,sorry!! haha hope you like it and the song,it's my favourite cover of IJYP aha }}