Senior winter break

Marceline POV

"Marcy! Stop that!" She whines beside me as I throw another piece of popcorn at her.

"Stop what?" Giving my best pouty face, putting my hands up in surrender.

"You know what." She acting hurt. "I really wanted to watch this movie."

"Oh alright" I say readjusting in my seat (which is really difficult seeing my couch is a damn rock), and turning my eyes back towards the movie.

Before I can get even remotely comfortable she takes the whole bowl and dumps it over my head giggling like a child.

Bonnibel POV

I couldn't hardly stop laughing as Marceline sat there with the bowl of popcorn on her head, appearing like she wasn't even phased, munching on the few cornels in her lap.

"Pay back is a bitch" I state with a triumphant smirk.

"Yup" she says casually, not removing her eyes from the television.

Then in a split second, she pounces on top of me, tickling my sides to the point where I couldn't breathe.

Eventually we ended up on the floor, in my futile attempt of escape.

MARCELINE POV

"Pay back IS a bitch!" I smirk down towards her trying to catch my breath when I finally felt we were even. She just pouts and turns her head to the side in defeat.

She is so cute when she pouts, her upper lip pokes out and she puts on her big 'puppy-dog' eyes.

She is beautiful. Beads of sweat where forming on her forehead, the slight bags under her stormy blue eyes from lack of sleep, the whisks of hair that had fallen out of place and now hug loosely around her make-up less cheeks.

She looked so raw.

When she tilted her head back and let back a pure, unreserved laugh snorting just a little.

How she stuck her tongue out and her forhead scrunched when she was concentrating.

"Erm Marcy? You ok?" She looks back up at me nervously.

"Yah. Everything is cool" I say nonchalantly

"Well could you umm…" Blushing as her voice trailed off. I guess I was too lost in my thoughts to realize that I was still straddling her on my living room floor.

BONIBELL POV

"Oh shit! Sorry!" she says rolling off of me.

'you don't have to' I say mentally.

"Whacha say Bon Bon?"

Shit.

I guess I didn't say that in my head.

"Nothing, just a reminder" I mumble as she looks away, a slight blush appearing on her cheeks.

The room stays quiet for a moment the movie still rolling but I am not really watching it anymore, beating myself up internally over letting that slip.

I hear Marceline take in a deep breath before whispering "Please don't hate me"

Turning to ask her what was wrong my question is silenced with her lips firmly pressed on mine. I couldn't react, a surge of emotions ran through my body, my brain short circuiting. The kiss was desperate and passionate and scared, like I would dissolve at any moment if we she stopped, but then she did her eyes filled with fear before she closed them tight, bringing her knees to her chest.

MARCELINE POV

I break away from her as quickly as it happened turning my head away and clenching my eyes shut, not wanting to see the look on her face. She is probably disgusted. She probably hates me. She probably never wants to see me again and I just lost my only true friend in the world over some dumb kiss. More like amazing kiss, more like I was walking on cloud nine.

After a few moments of terrible quiet, I hear her shuffle so she is right in front of me.

"Marceline open your eyes"

I shake my head in response

"Marcy…"Her voice is so soft and sweet, not angry and hurt.

I muster up the courage and open my eyes to face the reproductions of my stupid impulse. Her ice blue eyes searched my dark brown ones intently for something, I open my mouth to apologize her, but was cut off with a kiss.

I melted.