A/N: This is set during the night after "What Was Missing." My own personal interpretation of what went down ;)

Chapter Rating: T

Warnings: They probably have sex right after I end the narrative. You can figure that part out for yourselves though!

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Apology

Princess Bubblegum collapsed onto her bed, emotionally exhausted after the day's encounter with the Door Lord. She felt as if her heart was being pulled in a thousand directions by just as many feelings. But one thought cut clearly through her head, and she decided to use it as a starting point to sort herself out.

Marceline had been there.

Elation.

She hadn't seen the Vampire Queen in so long, and she had forgotten exactly how much she was missed. It was wonderful to have an excuse to look at her, talk to her, study her. The Princess had already begun to forget many of Marceline's less noticeable mannerisms and subtleties.

Desire.

She wanted to know again what it was like to kiss her, and be kissed. To hold each other. To feel their bodies locked together, and to do the secret things that only they knew about.

Grief.

Not a day passed when Bubblegum didn't miss her ex-lover. She wanted to take everything back. She wanted to be strong enough to not care about what the kingdom would think. But it was too late now.

Shame.

She hated that she had made Marceline feel so awful. She hadn't wanted there to be hard feelings, or complications between the two of them. She never wanted to hurt her. But after hearing that song, she knew that she had done it anyway.

Anger.

Why had Marceline embarrassed her like that? They had promised to never bring up what had happened, especially in from of Finn. She was so impulsive! Why couldn't she act her age? At least her biological age?

Affection.

If she acted her age, she would no longer be the Marceline that Bubblegum had fallen in love with. Her spunky, immature attitude was only a cover for what lay deeper…

The Princess sighed, and rolled onto her back, holding up the faded black tee-shirt that she had been clutching all day so that she could see it.

"I guess this is all I have left, isn't it?" She wondered sadly. She slipped out of her dirty clothes from the day and took off her crown, before pulling the shirt on. "I wish that it at least still smelled like her…"

"You do, do you?" Asked a low voice from her window. Bubblegum spun around, only to see Marceline herself floating just outside, axe-bass and all.

"I see you still keep this one open?" the vampire asked, gesturing to the lock on window. "Almost as if you're expecting someone….

"By the way, nice 'jammies'"—she made quotation marks with her fingers—"I didn't think your were lying, but I wasn't expecting this." She winked.

Bubblegum looked down, now realizing that she still hadn't put on any flanel bottoms. Or maybe she hadn't intended to. Either way, she blushed fiercely, and seemed to find her voice again after the shock of having an ex-girlfriend outside of her window.

"What are you doing here? I though we…" She trailed off at the look on Marceline's face, which had gone from a jesting smile to a stony frown.

"I just wanted to see you, Bonnibell. After what happened today. But I guess if you don't want me to stick around—" She looked bitter, and began floating away.

"Marcie, wait!" Bubblegum shouted, using their old pet name. She ran over to the window and grabbed the girl's thin wrist. "You…you don't have to leave…not yet."

"Yet?" She raised an eyebrow, but floated inside.

They sat for a minute, an electric tension in the air, finally broken by a barely-audible mumble from the Princess.

"What was that, Bonnie?" Marceline asked, drifting closer.

"I'm sorry," Bubblegum said again, louder. "For everything…"

"Bonnie…" She regarded the Princess with wide eyes, now almost close enough to touch her. Almost.

"I'm sorry! I miss you, Marcie. I miss everything, and I was a coward and a fool to give you up!" She had a pleading look in her eye. "I know you would probably never take me back, but…"

"Are you kidding?" Marceline scooped her up and kissed her, before dropping her in the bed. "I've just been waiting for you to say the word!"

"R-really?" Bubblegum was acutely aware of how close the other girl's body was to her own, and her breath caught. "Just like that? But don't I need to promise to change? Or win you back? Or—"

The Queen kissed her, cutting off all further argument. "We'll have time to talk about that later, sweetie. But right now, I've missed you. I don't want us to talk about anything depressing, for lump's sake!" She pulled her Princess closer. "We've been fighting for months, and I think our make-up sex is way over due."

Bubblegum blushed deeply. "Marceline, that's—"

"—too distasteful?" Her reunited lover purred in her ear. "I know. But would you expect anything else from me?"

The Princess smiled, and kissed her.