A/N: This is a Marshall Lee and Prince Gumball (Gumlee) fluff fanfiction. This is a one-shot and as always, reviews are welcome. I hope you enjoy the story.

Man am I tired. So much work to do when you're a prince. I remember one time where I fell asleep on my paperwork and when I woke up they were stuck to my face. It took me five minutes to pull them all off considering the fact that I'm made of bubblegum.

This night in particular I was jam packed with work. A knife storm came through and while there wasn't much property damage a few of the lemon people got impaled and Lemongrab won't let me hear the end of it. Plus, I still have to approve a party that Fionna wants to host but knowing her it won't be very clean or organized. Can't I just sleep?

Suddenly, I hear a tap at my window. Great. I'm totally in the mood for this right now. Glob help me! Seeing as the tapping wouldn't stop any time soon, I thought it best to get up and open the window.

"Hey Gumbutt."

"Oh, hey Marshall. What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you."

"Y-you w-wanted to see me? W-why?" Great. Now I'm a stuttering mess. Thanks a lot Marshall.

"Yeah. I kinda missed you." Oh no, now I'm blushing. Please don't see. Please don't see. He smiled. Great. He saw.

"Y-you didn't have to come. Y-you c-could h-have just c-called."

"If I had just called then I wouldn't get to see your adorable face, now would I?"

I have an adorable face? Why do I keep blushing? It's not like I love Marshall or anything... or do I? I don't know. Do I love him? Surely not... but I keep feeling this way.

Before I had realized what had been going on while I was thinking, Marshall had stopped about an inch away from my face. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up. Then, before I could stop him, he pressed his lips against mine. It took me a few seconds to process what was happening and then to my surprise I kissed him back. Now I know my answer. I love that man.

"Marshall, you can put me down now."

"I don't want to. If I put you down then someone can steal you from me."

I put my forehead against his and smiled.

"You are such a weirdo Marshall, but that's why I love you." I said it. I SAID IT! What if he rejects me? Does he even feel the same way?

"I love you too, Gumball."

"Yawn... nhh."

"Are you tired Gumbutt?"

"Mmhhhhm."

"Come here."

Marshall led me to my bed. He put me on it, took his shirt off, and joined me under the covers.

"I have too much work..."

"Shush! Just let me cuddle with you."

Who am I to deny Marshall Lee Abadeer? Plus, he was warm. We cuddled throughout the night and I fell asleep. When I woke up Marshall was playing with my hair.

"Marshall?"

"Morning, Gumbutt. Sleep well?"

"Mhhm."

"Good."

"I need to get up and finish my work."

"Uhhhhh... fine."

Then Marshall got up and pulled me out of bed. I sat back down on my chair and continued filling out paperwork. Marshall grabbed my head, pulled it back, and kissed me.

"See you later babe."

"B-bye."

"You're cute when you stutter. Even cuter when you blush."

At that exact moment blushed at least three shades of red. He laughed and walked out of my room. Jeez Marshall, always getting my panties in a knot.