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Gumball's Point of View

"I love you, you gumbutt!" I still remembered when Marshal said those words to me. The same words that made me think, and kiss him in the rain. The diction in which he declared his love; he was so open about it, and I was shy. And that's why I was in tears. Because I was reliving all those memories that we had; the good, the bad, the horrible. But none of that topped right now. The feeling of my heart being ripped out of my chest, and then stopping on it. The feeling of dying.

I repeated his words in my head.

"Gumball, look, you're uncomfortable in this relationship, and even though it'll probably tear me limb from limb to say this, I'm leaving." He sighed. "I don't want to be in a relationship where you can't even look at me in public. It's not true love then. And you know it. So stop lying to yourself. If...if you never loved me you should've said so!" Marshal now stood in front of me, trembling. I wanted to touch him, to reconcile him, but knew he would only reject me. And that was something right now that I wouldn't be able to handle. Cruel reality was setting in. "I do love you! Marshal don't go!" Marshal looked at me with a fierce passion that felt as if he saw into my soul. "If you loved me you would have shown me! You would have shown the world Bubba! That's true love! STOP LYING TO ME!" Marshal began to get angry and his fangs grew longer and I panicked as he clutched his duffle closer to his body.

He growled and grew larger, turning into his true vampire form. He went on a rampage, and threw my clothes everywhere, tossing lamps around the room, but never at me. He loved me. He couldn't hurt me; because that wasn't what true love was. "I hate it! I hate this feeling! You had my fucking heart in your hand Gumball and you BROKE IT!" Marshal hit the floor crying, his eyes soaked in tears. He was hurting. Hurting because of me. I fell to my knees and upturned my head to him. "Marshal...please don't do this. Don't leave me. It'll only kill both of us." And that's what made his eyes flash red. "I can't do it Bubba...it'll only hurt more if I stay. You don't understand. No one but us knows about it, and I want everyone to know! I want the whole land of Aaa to know that you're mine and that you love me. Not Fiona the Human, or some other Candy Person. Me."

Marshal cried harder and every sob broke my heart. I hadn't known...I didn't know how much I affected him. I didn't know he loved me so much. I didn't know how much I hurt him. I never realized.

"Marshal...come here." Marshal sniffled, his face contorted into an angered glare.

"No. I hate you; stay away!"

So I made my way over to him and wrapped my arms around his strong shoulders. He was mine, and nothing was going to change it. Marshal eventually quit fighting me. He gave up his tough boy act and let it go. He cried on my shoulder and banged on my back. I didn't complain, not once. I felt my eyes fill up with remorseful tears. I hated that I did this to him. That I broke him down this way. I had never seen Marshal act this way, even when he confronted his mom about eating his fries; he was NEVER this emotional.

"Bubba...I love you so much it hurts. Why do you...just why?"

I pulled Marshal into my lap. He sniffled, leaving into my comforting embrace. I had to be the rock right now.

"Marshal, don't say anything while I'm talking. I just need you to listen." I took a deep breath, trying to get rid of the lump in my throat. My voice was shaky and full if emotions that even I, the scientist, couldn't explain. It was inexplicable. "Before I met you, I was just a prince. A prince of a sweet and closed minded world. I was just living. You don't understand Marshal, I thought I was happy. But I wasn't. And then you came here, and rocked my world. I may be younger than you, but Marshal I know that I love you. Without you, I wouldn't be able to breathe. You are my everything.

My sun, my moon.

My daylight, my noon.

My love, and my hate.

You soon were my breath and my blood.

My lungs and arteries...without you I would suffocate a slow and painful death.

Without you I would drown.

Without you I would collapse in a heaping mass.

Without you I would cry, because you weren't there by my side.

Without you my stars would go out.

Without you my eyes would flicker, like a candle, and then vanish. Marshal, when you cry, I cry," I whispered in his ear, voice wavering. The emotions were overwhelming me. I choked back a sob and wiped my eyes, trying to be strong. "I can't live without you Marshal. I can't! Please don't make me, Glob, I'm so stupid!" I yelled. I put my fists to my eyes and tried to squash away more unwanted tears. I loved him so much. "I'm sorry if I ever did anything to hurt you Marshy. I'm sorry if whatever I did or am doing hurts you, but I hope you know I never meant to hurt you. I love you so much I'd never lay a hand on you and to see my big strong, and handsome Marshal break down and cry because of something I did...it's horrible. It's the worst feeling in the world. I...I'm so so so so so so so sorry Marshal! " I sobbed into his shoulder. "I never meant to make you cry." My tears mixed in with his old ones and soon I felt myself being picked up, and put into my pink bed, tucked under my comforters. Marshal kissed away my tears, and laid next to me, arms wrapped around my waist.

"Don't cry Bubba...I love you. I won't leave now..."

I could have cried again in relief.

I was surprised as Marshal looked at me; I saw his deep red eyes that always seemed to have some joke hidden beneath them. I saw his fluffy and soft, almost silky smooth raven blacl hair. But most of all, I saw his tearstained cheeks. I rubbed my cheeks against his. He sighed in contentment. We were okay: for now.

Marshal then kissed my nose, then my cheek, my forehead, and then my lips. We weren't desperate or angry; our kisses were romantic and stared a lot about how we felt. It helped us express ourselves without using words, practicall a blessing. Marshal's soft lips went downward and and caressed my neck and he dug his sharp fangs into me. I was used to it, and moaned as he left a hickey and fang marks on my neck. Our lips, still in sync, were crushed against each other. I slowly slid my hand up Marshal's shirt and felt his abs up and down. I felt good at this moment. It was just Marshal and I, alone, and no one else's. He wasn't anyone's but mine. I was possessive as I pulled his shirt off and smiled at what I had. At what other people would never get because it was mine only. I kisses every single pack he had and then ripped off my own shirt. I wasn't completely ripped like Marshy, but was pretty firm.

Marshal was swift to take off our jeans, and then still grinded on me, our erections rubbing against each other. "My heart's having an erection, Bubba," Marshal whispered huskily in my ear. "If it keeps at it its gonna pop out of my chest." I laughed and nibbled on his ear. "Shut up," I giggled.

Marshal rolled his eyes. That night, we proved to each other how much we loved each other. Not a day later, I held his hand in public. I gave him a kiss during a banquet. Marshal was my King, and I was his prince.

No one was going to take him from me.

"Hey Bubba," Marshal said one day. "Will we ever have kids?" Marshal sounded nervous. I grabbed his hand and kissed his knuckles. "Anything for you Marshy."

"Forever and always Bubba."

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Hey guys! I got grounded for two weeks so I couldn't update when I finished this, but I will update as soon as I'm done with my grounding of course!

Uhm, this one, for some reason, brought up a lot of emotions.

I was talking to my friend and he was saying a lot sweet things that made me cry, especially when I was writing a sad and intense lemon.

So I cried while writing this. Fuck you GumLee, I love you bitches but fr man?! BRINGING ON THE FEELS?!

FUCK! YOU!

Sorry I have issues. Okay, jk love you guys, please read on, I may make more explicit lemons. I just though that this one was too cute and romantic for me to fuck it up with "sucking dick" or "giving anal"

Okay bye ABSOLUTERS! PECE!