"Oh my Glob, Marshall!" Gumball shouted when he walked into the bathroom, startling the half asleep vampire. The pink haired male had fallen asleep until three in the afternoon while Marshall had just been dozing in and out with how much Gumball shuffled around again in his sleep. Because he was half asleep and startled he gasped when his body tensed up and jerked like he'd been electrocuted and he was rushing out of bed, kicking the blankets off, and thumping across the room.
He jumped down the opening, over his ladder and thudding onto the floor just in front of the front door. He stumbled for a second from just jumping from his second floor bathroom and caught his balance before running to the bathroom. It wasn't far from the ladder, just down a little hall that had a door on the right for the kitchen along with a door on the left, further down by two steps, was the bathroom door. It was open, shining light in the hall brightly and Marshall rushed forward to the light and when he got there he put his hands on either side of the door frame.
"What? What's wrong?" Marshall got out quickly, so quick he nearly stumbled over his words as he looked at Gumball in the mirror wide eyed. He took in his tired, disheveled appearance but was met with the irritated reflection of Gumball's violet eyes burning into him in displeasure when he whipped around pointing to his throat and collar bones.
"This!" He shouted at the soft blue marks that, seeing as they'd had sex only just hours ago, were still darkening up and vividly as well. "Peppermint told me not to let you mark up my throat as I have a sort of 'picture day' at the kingdom on Saturday!"
Marshall sighed then sagged against the door frame. "Come on, Bubba! It's fine! They'll go away sooner or later, they're just love bites!"
"Marshall!" Gumball nearly shrieked the vampire's name in displeasure and anger. He narrowed his eyes on the vampire, planting his hands on his hips huffily. "What the hell possessed you to do this," He pointed to one dark blue circle on his throat. "And add even more to it?"
Marshall stared with wide eyes and then grinned widely stepping into the bathroom, in front of the disgruntled prince, and slid his arms around his waist pulling him closer. "What possessed me, as you say, was you! You sexy little thing you~" Marshall purred softly making Gumball's face rip into a hot blush in a matter of seconds.
"Shut up." Gumball mumbled softly pressing his forehead against Marshall's neck, his cheeks hot. He slid his arms up around Marshall's neck sighing softly as he pressed into the hug and shut his eyes. "Carry me to bed? I'm tired still."
"Damn, Bubba. Are you becoming nocturnal or something? It's three in the afternoon~" Marshall replied playfully but bent just a bit and let the pink prince move his legs around his waist and Marshall hefted the prince up making him smile lightly but Marshall lightly grunting then grinned again. "You seem heavier, Bubs~"
"Heavier?" Gumball asked narrowing his eyes curiously when Marshall shrugged innocently."I'll look into it when I get back to the kingdom."
"It's not a bad thing!" Marshall immediately retorted as he spun on his heel walking out of the bathroom and down the little hall to the ladder leading up to his bedroom. "You're normally light as a feather, baby, and the fact you're a little heavier is fantastic! I'm happy you've gained a little weight."
"Let's just go to bed, okay?" Gumball sighed out but smiled softly when Marshall nuzzled his hair happily and he couldn't help a soft giggle. "You're lucky I love you so much, Marshall."
Marshall sighed as well but he sounded rather happy when he floated up without using the ladder and planted his feet on the floor. He walked to the bed throwing himself and Gumball on the bed, holding the pink haired male tightly and smiled. "I am lucky indeed. I love you too, Bubba."
When Gumball woke up there was an unpleasant twisting in his stomach and a light, clammy sweat along his hairline. He laid on his side, the familiar dark blankets wrapped around him tight and he closed his eyes taking deep calming breathes and clutched the blankets in his hands tightly. He opened his eyes after a moment, whining pitifully and quietly to himself, when he slowly sat up aware of how his stomach rolled and twisted unpleasantly at the sudden movement of laying to sitting. He got up, slowly and stiffly, his back straight and his stomach made one of those weird growling gurgle things it did when he was hungry but he knew it had nothing to do with hunger.
He kept his jaw clenched tightly when he moved down the ladder as fast as he could possibly go without upsetting his already upset stomach even more. He moved quickly, efficiently, taking deep breathes when he paused at the bottom of the ladder. He didn't know where Marshall was but he looked down judging how far, which wasn't far, and just as he contemplated running his stomach heaved and he had his hand over his mouth tightly, suction cupped almost as he ran for the bathroom. He couldn't begin to get the toilet seat up in time and ended up vomiting in the bathroom sink, rather loudly if he had to admit it, and clung to the edges of the sink. He skin was clammy as he gasped in and out rather quickly.
"Bubba?" He sank to his knees and pressed his forehead against the cold sink closing his eyes, as if to hide from what just happened, and felt Marshall's reassuring hand on his back."Gumball, are you alright?"
"Go away!" Gumball finally whined out shoving weakly at Marshall and felt tears of frustration welling up. The throwing up had been going on three days in a row now, sure he was sick like the first day with the flu and got over it the next day but the day of the twins birth he'd been sick that morning and yet he walked around fine. Even had an appetite for Glob's sake! What was even wrong with him to be throwing up so much and for three days in a row?
"Gumball, come on. I'll get the trash, bring it into the living room, you look ready to crash." Marshall spoke softly shifting then stroking Gumball's clammy forehead softly moving the hair away from the clammy skin when pinked haired male closed his eyes and leaned into the cool let himself be pulled up gently and carefully ushered to the living room in what felt like centuries to Gumball as he shuffled with Marshall to the living room and he clung onto Marshall lightly a few times when they got the living room. He sat carefully on the couch as not to upset his stomach, leaning his head back while Marshall rushed off to the kitchen to grab the trash bin there to scoop it up and rush back to the living room lest the pink haired male got sick again.
"I'm sorry." Gumball whined looking at the vampire who stared at him with concern, eyes just a touch wide, looking at the prince when he shook his head lightly. "I don't know what I ate to make me sick, but I don't want to go back yet. I told Peps I'd be home on Saturday."
"Don't worry, Bubs!" Marshall replied quickly looking at the prince and smoothed his hair away from his face again, pressing a kiss to Gumball's cool forehead. "I won't send you back, I've not had enough of you."
Gumball's cheeks softly flushed when he shifted but smiled slightly at Marshall. "Such a pervert." He sighed out when he was slowly moved to his side, blinking, when Marshall laid behind him and grabbed the remote to the TV which was placed conveniently on the couch arm just below the top of the pillow. "What're you doing?"
"We're gonna stay down here and sleep. I can move off the couch, just say the word and I'll do it." Marshall replied nuzzling the top of Gumball's head, smiling happily when Gumball didn't object and he instead laid still but cuddled backwards into Marshall. "I love you, baby."
Gumball sighed again but smiled feeling the heat in his cheeks kicked up a bit. "I love you too, Marshall." He jerked when he felt a hand on his belly and he looked down at it curiously, when he nearly pulled away at the soft massaging of Marshall's hand. "What're you doing?"
"Well, when I was really little and puked my guts out my mom would kinda just rub my stomach and lay with me. It would put me right to sleep and helped my stomach." Marshall explained with his own little blush even if it went unnoticed. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No." Gumball replied feeling his stomach clench a tiny bit but the massaging movement was actually...helping with the nausea and he shut his eyes. "It's fine, you don't need to stop. I'm sure I'll be better in the morning."
Marshall chuckled softly then nuzzled Gumball, settling on one of the horrible reality shows Gumball so adored it seemed. "Baby, it's midnight and you're still sleepy?"
"Kinda." Gumball sighed out like he was also perplexed. "It's just fatigue, which makes sense seeing as I did just puke my guts out." He opened his eyes to look at the TV and smiled softly, relaxing into Marshall. The minutes ticked by quietly, serenely almost, with the silence and the soft lamp lighting of the living room and seeing Schwabelle laying out just in reach was comforting and the soft babble of the TV made him chuckle a few times.
"You know, Bubs, I've been thinking about it." Marshall finally spoke after some odd minutes of this silence that Gumball twisted his head slightly to look up at Marshall. His stomach was completely soothed, no sign of nausea, and he was grateful for it and he was actually beginning to seriously enjoy the massaging hand on his stomach.
"And? What're your thoughts on it?" Gumball asked with a new blush pooling in his cheeks turning his head away to look at the TV like it was the most amazing thing on the universe. He felt his heart beating uncomfortably against his chest, oddly, and he held his breath when he felt lips pressing against the back of his neck, how it was achieved he didn't know but held still.
"And I think we could do it. I just think it's a rather huge jump, you know? From boyfriends to husbands." Marshall replied in a thinky tone straightening out with his fingers lightly digging into Gumball's soft stomach with a little pressure as he continued massaging his belly. Gumball smiled then lifting and arm up, sliding his body down just a little so he could turn his head and look at Marshall's face without it actually being super awkward.
"Marriage." Gumball replied with a smile, looking at the vampire who grinned. "What a large commitment for for you and I." Marshall grinned a little wider then staring at Gumball. "We can get promise rings, if you want."
"Actually, I have just the thing! I'll be right back!" Marshall slid out from behind Gumball, to flip over the back of the couch to stand and Gumball looked up at his boyfriend. He sat up half way with no complaints from his stomach, thankfully, when he watched Marshall float up quickly to his bedroom.
"I'll be waiting!" Gumball called up to him laying back on his side, making sure there was plenty of space between him and the back of the couch for Marshall to lay back down with him.
He looked at the TV while listening to Marshall thump around upstairs and open random drawers quickly, searching, and he stretched lightly when his stomach gave a light twist as if warning him not to do that again and he didn't. He couldn't believe it but one minute turned into two, then three and six and what surprised him was that he nearly fell asleep, unaware he'd been dozing until Marshall lightly shook him.
"Still with me, Bubs?" Marshall asked softly staring at Gumball who jerked lightly at his voice then smiled softly at him. "Sorry if I startled you awake."
"It's fine." Gumball replied rubbing his eyes then smiled at his boyfriend pleasantly. "Did you find what you were looking for?"
"I did!" Marshall beamed, grinning widely when he then tilted his head. "I don't know if it'll fit right, I'll have to get it sized right but it's definitely good enough ring to be a promise one. My mom told me it and my father backed it up. Why my mom would give me a ring so young no one will ever know." He smiled at Gumball's soft chuckle and he shifted. "So, do you want me to turn the light on so you can see the ring right without having to sit up?"
"Nah, I'm fine. I can sit up." Gumball replied waving a hand lightly then smiled when Marshall got up to turn the lamp up to a brighter light and smiled brightly, like the light bulb itself.
"Let me see it already!" He wondered how big, how wide, Marshall's smile would get and yet it didn't seem big enough yet made his chest get this fluttering sensation when he opened the box. "Oh my Glob, Marshall!"
"Yo-You don't gotta wear it, Bubs!" Marshall quickly started waving his hands up like he could brush it all off, his scarlet eyes wide. "It does look more like an engagement ring, though, now that I'm looking at it so-"
"Will you just shut up and put it on my hand already?" Gumball got out in a soft demand when Marshall took the ring out and slid it on his ring finger, left hand, making the pink prince's face burn. "Marshall, that's my left hand."
"I know. I looked it up before, the promise ring can go on any finger on the left hand, if you're not married, or worn on a chain a lot of the time. If you're married it goes on the right ...unless you want to change it I'll just switch it to another finger-" Marshall cut off when Gumball lightly whacked his shoulder and he smiled then, brightly. The pink prince was admiring the ring, he could tell, and he felt proud for pulling it out and stood up planting his hands on his hips smiling like a damn fool.
"It's beautiful, Marsh." Gumball finally got out smiling at the sight of the ring on his hand. It was a promise ring, not that anyone would think, but he figured for a moment then slid it onto his middle finger making Marshall grin wickedly.
The ring itself was beautiful, so beautiful Gumball felt the girlish reaction to be breathless and squeal at the sight of it on his finger. The ring stood out in contrast to his pink skin seeing as the band a cool black metal, the stone set in it was a deep red that matched Marshall's eyes with a cluster of pink stones on either side of the deep red stone. Strangely, the pink stones didn't throw off the this deep red stone. Ruby. It matched Marshall's eyes, when the scarlet got darker with his moods, and it made his chest feel warm along with his cheeks.
"It's a real ruby. The pink diamonds are real as well, authentic. I had it checked out as I didn't want to make an ass out of myself stating that." Marshall replied with a blush in his cheeks for once when he waved a hand like he was trying to brush it off. Gumball reached out grabbing Marshall's face and brought it to his in a soft kiss, a happy one, as Gumball moved his arms around Marshall's neck and smiled when they pulled back.
"Thank you, Marshall." The pink prince smiled brightly, much as Marshall had, and beamed practically. The ring was truly a perfect fit on Gumball's finger and the pink prince was over joyed at the sight of it on his finger, strangely, even if it was on his middle one now instead of his ring finger he loved it.
"You're completely welcome, Bubba. It's yours and yours only." Marshall replied smiling then, for the first time, his smile turned into a grin. "Oh, by the way, Bubs?"
"Hmm?"
"Did you call me Marsh just a little while ago?"
"..."
"Hmmmmm~?"
"Marshall Lee, if you ever wish to make love with me you will not mention this again."
"Sooooo what you're saying is there will be lovemaking later?"
"Why are you such a damn pervert?"
"Because you wouldn't love me if I wasn't!"
"Just shut up already and lay with me."