(Sorry this took so long! I barely got my internet back! Also, I did my best but I’m kinda rusty. This is pure fluff)



“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”



Marco laid on his bed, chewing on the cap of a highlighter as he read through a passage of Hamlet. He was about to highlight a significant sentence when the magic hand mirror that Star got him for his birthday began ringing and shaking violently on his dresser. Marco hopped off his bed and padded over to answer the device. He smiled when he saw the dapperly dressed reptilian monster on the other end concentrating on fixing his tie. “Hey bae,” Marco giggled “having some trouble there?” Toffee looked up and quickly straightened his posture. “I’ve told you to stop using that word,” he scoffed “trouble? No trouble. Not yet at least. If that idiot frog can’t learn to keep his claws to himself then there WILL be trouble.”

Marco hummed and made his way back to his bed to lie down again. “Hard day at work, huh?” Marco asked,plopping on his stomach and resting his chin on a pillow. Toffee rubbed his temples, “Oh you have no idea,” he replied “But work is over now, so what do you say about getting dinner? You can even pick this time.”

Marco picked at the loose feathers poking out of his pillow.

“I’d love to…but I kinda already promised Star we’d go and eat Chinese tonight… And I’d invite you, but, well, you know she still holds that grudge against you for kidnapping me a few years ago.” Marco admitted apologetically.

Toffee’s eyebrow twitched slightly, but Marco caught it. “Fine. That’s alright. Some other time when you’re not busy dealing with the enchanting teen princess then.” Toffee said curtly.

Marco raised a brow at the sudden brashness, “Wait, wait, wait, Are you…jealous?”

Toffee crossed his arms, “of course not, why would I be jealous of you spending time with the person who’s soul was bound to your’s for eternity under the light of the blood moon?”

Marco lifted his head to rest his chin in the palm of his hand, “When they said the blood moon was the moon of lovers I’m sure that included platonic love too; which is how I love Star, as a friend.”

Toffee raised one eyebrow in disbelief. Marco groaned, “C'mon Toffee, you know I don’t like Star like I like you…”

“How muc-” Toffee began

“I love you.” Marco interrupted with a blush

Toffee uncrossed his arms and stared wide eyed through the mirror in silence.

Marco cleared his throat, “Uh Tof? You okay? You kinda haven’t blinked for a while there and it’s starting to get weird.” He remarked

Toffee blinked and pretended to smooth back his hair, “I love you too.” he said softly.

Marco flushed more and dropped his head down to hide his grin in his pillow, after a few seconds he lifted his head so his chin could rest comfortably on the pillow again.

“So I really do feel bad about not being able to get dinner with you tonight, but I’m free for breakfast tomorrow? I’ll make chilaquiles just the way you like them!” He coaxed

“I’ll have to make some arrangements, but it’s a date"Toffee replied with a small smile.

Marco smiled in return, “Cool, well I have to finish annotating this monologue before Star gets here, so I’ll see you then.”

“Say it again…please” Toffee said in a near whisper

Marco flushed then beamed, “I love you, you stupid lizard lawyer! Now go relax bae! Bye!”

Marco hung up before Toffee could comment on his use of the word “bae” again, and flipped onto his back. He threw his arm over his eyes as he blushed furiously. He really did love that stupid monster.