The room was clouded with darkness. Finn blinked his eyes, rubbing them gently. He felt an arm slung over his body. Marceline had fallen asleep with him on the couch. She continued to sleep hard, shifting slightly in her sleep.

Finn blushed. This seemed so wrong. Here he was cuddling with his FRIEND. He wanted to move, knowing it had to be at least noon. They had stayed up until sunrise talking and laughing. And not once did they talk about PB and Flame Princess. They spoke about music, about life, about adventures, about her dad, about his dad. They shared things with each other that they hadn't told anyone else. He felt closer to her than ever, but was this crossing the line? They had just passed out. It didn't mean anything. But if it meant nothing, why was Finn feeing like he was doing something wrong? He had always been too young for Marceline in the past, but now that he was 18, they were physically the same age. This was ridiculous. He had just gotten out of a relationship so what was he doing with Marceline? It was just platonic, he told himself. They were just friends comforting one another in their time of need.

Marcy stirred once more, this time waking up and letting out a toothy yawn.

"Good morning, Finn...Finn?!" She jumped into the air letting go of him. "I-I'm sorry I just fell asleep. Wow that's weird, huh? Ha ha...ha.." She blushed, floating over to the other side of the room. "Thanks for staying with me, Finn. I had fun." Marcy smiled.

Finn grinned back, "You're welcome. I'm here for you whenever you need me. But I've gotta get going if I want to catch Jake. Thanks for having me over. Let's do it again sometime..?" What was he saying? His vulnerability was getting to him. If Flame Princess knew he was already sleeping in the arms of another women, she would flip. But did she have a right to flip? What even was a "break"? Could they see other people? Not that he wanted to see Marceline! It was just a thought, nothing more.

"Well, do you want to come back over tonight and watch a movie or something? Just to take our minds off of everything, ya know?" Marceline twirled a finger around a tendril of hair.

Finn gulped. "Y-yeah, ok. I'll be there."

Finn left and headed toward the treehouse. Jake was already there cooking lunch.

"Hey, Finn! How's Flame Princess?" Jake smeared cream cheese on a sandwich.

"Well, Flame Princess broke up with me "temporarily" and I ended up staying the night at Marcy's because Bubblegum did the same thing to her and it was weird but it didn't mean anything!" Finn burst.

Jake dropped his knife.

"What?! Say that again? You did what? She did what? You're.. WHAT?"

"That's the whole story. Flame Princess and PB told me and Marcy they wanted to go on a break. So we just kind of talked to each other and I ended up staying there but it wasn't a big deal or anything." Finn looked at his shoes.

"Finn, you're getting involved with some messy situations. Staying at Marcy's house the day FP breaks up with you? It doesn't look good, buddy. I mean, are you ok? I'm sorry I wasn't here, I just assumed.." Jake wrapped his noodley arms around his brother.

"I don't know what I'm doing, Jake. It's just nice to have someone who understands what I'm going through since the exact same thing happened to her coincidentally."

"It doesn't sound like a coincidence. It sounds like they were planning this together. It's just too close." Jake shook his head in disbelief.

"Jake, don't you think I've noticed that? I just can't believe they'd do something like that..I think it just kind of happened that way. I'm supposed to go back over to Marceline's tonight but I feel like it's a bad idea." Finn sat at the kitchen table as Jake began to eat his lunch.

"Why?" Jake said between bites of food, "You're single now technically. If you want to hang out with Marceline then you have every right to do so! Like you said, what's the big deal? Unless there's something more to it..."

"No, no definitely not. It's nothing, we're just friends. We're just in the same boat." Finn felt his face get hot. Why was he suddenly thinking of Marceline this way? He felt so at peace when he was with her. And feeling her arms wrapped around him this morning felt...good. It just had to be his loneliness seeping into reality. But he still looked forward to seeing her again tonight.

That night, Finn stayed at Marceline's again. Soon enough, they were spending every day together. Weeks passed by and the two had become inseparable. Finn felt his feelings for Marceline grow stronger, but he constantly beat the thought down into his gut. His mind was at war: should he wait around for Flame Princess? Or should he act on his newfound feelings for Marceline? Is there a way he could do both? Was it wrong to be with Marceline while he waited for Flame Princess?

Finn was tossing his thoughts around as he lied in Marcy's bed, the vampire queen passed out on his chest. They had gotten into a habit of sleeping together, but it had simply been platonic as of yet.

He watched as her lips parted slightly as she took a breath. His body went stiff. He longed to kiss her, but it just didn't feel right. But holding her like this DID feel right. He couldn't sleep, not with his thoughts racing like this.

Finally, he let out a sigh and decided to get up and raid her fridge. Maybe there was some food in there he could eat. He couldn't simply lie there any longer.

As he slipped out of Marcy's grip, he was careful not to awaken her. He tip toed into the kitchen, finding an apple in the fridge. Good enough.

"Finn what are you doing up?" Marceline appeared in the kitchen.

Finn blushed. She looked beautiful in her sleepy state. Her oversized t-shirt hung off of one shoulder and was long enough to almost completely cover her shorts. There was something ethereal about her right now. He tried to stifle his feelings.

"I couldn't sleep. Thought I'd grab a snack or something..." Finn tossed the apple in the air, catching it in his other hand.

"Oh, well I'm going back to bed. Don't wake me when you come in..." She shrugged.

Finn sat on the couch and ate his apple, contemplating what the right thing to do was. He was technically single. And there was nothing wrong with feeing this way about her. There was always the question of how she felt about him, but she slept in his arms nearly every night. That had to mean something, right?

He suddenly was filled with confidence. He was going to kiss her. It was just a kiss! It's not like it was tier 15 or anything! What's the worst that could happen?

He tossed his apple in the trash and made his way back to Marceline's room.

As he crawled into bed, Marcy immediately clung to him, clutching his shirt in her hands. She buried her face in the nape of his neck. He started to tremble. It's now or never.

"Marcy..." Finn whispered.

"Mhm?" Marcy moaned, snuggling closer to him.

Finn didn't say another word. He put his hand to her chin and gently lifted her head up to his, lightly touching his lips to hers. To his surprise, Marceline pulled him closer, her lips parting, entering his mouth.

They kissed for a few seconds until Marceline's eyes shot wide open. She immediately pulled away.

"Ok, ok hold on." Marceline sat on her knees. Finn sat up and stared at her blankly.

Marcy put her hands on his shoulders. "You love Flame Princess. I love Bubblegum. They love us. This isn't how it should be."

"Why not? We already spend all of our time together. And let's face it: it's been a month and neither of them have come back to us. What are we supposed to do, just wait for the day they decide they need us again? I just felt..."

Marceline groaned, putting a hand to her forehead. "Finn, I feel it, too. You think I don't feel it? It's just...UGH IT'S SO CONFUSING. I don't know what to think. I want to wait for Bonnibel but..."

Finn leaned forward and hugged Marceline, pulling her close to his body.

"I want to wait, too. But I don't want to miss out on something good because I'm waiting around. I know how you feel. Can we just...try?"

Marceline hugged Finn back. "Take it slow, tiger. We're both vulnerable."

Finn kissed her on the forehead and they lied back down on the bed together in an embrace. They were both fighting it, but something was bubbling up inside that could not be contained for long.