In the quiet of the night, alone, walls dropped.
Lifeless skin touched skin bursting with human life.
Quiet as it was, no one would realize from first glance how content they were or how at peace.
No one would ever know of what a glance between them can tell; no one would ever glimpse that torn down wall that would block out the world just moments from now.
It was and would be just them to see each other just like this; no walls up to block their true selves from showing, just Marceline and Bonnibel in this moment and many other beautiful moments just like it.