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It was hanukkah, december 22nd. And whizzer hadnt come home yet. Marvin was pacing his apartment, thinking, thinking awful cruel thoughts about the man he was supposed to love.
Whizzer was meant to be home at SIX.
S-I-X and he just didnt listen like the idiot he was. His lover was probably out fucking any guy who'd buy him a drink, whoring himself out for a fucking martini
Until the door opened letting the harsh wind enter their shared home.
Marvin shouted, "Where the hell have you been?" His voice full of rage and insecurity.
Whizzer simply hung up his jacket and fixed his hair, letting the snow atop his head fall onto the hardwood floor, refusing to look at Marvin.
"Out". He said quietly.
Marvins face heated up and he balled his fists.
"You were cheating, weren't you." He wasnt even really accusing, he knew the answer already. Marvin just wanted him to feel guilty for being so cruel.
Whizzer only sat on the couch and turned on the TV to ignore his spiteful "lover". He didnt really consider Marvin to really be a lover, because what kind of lover treats you like a housewife?
Whizzer was trying to drown out Marvins shouting, he was too tired to fight again. I mean, he just had a very fulfilling evening with some hot stranger, how does Marvin really expect him to fuck again? Well, is Marvin just fighting to have hate sex? Whizzer didn't care, he's tired and just wants to sleep.
Marvin could tell Whizzer wasnt listening, and the thought of someone not paying attention to him drove him insane. He threw a fit and screamed and cried and then demanded Whizzer to leave.
It finally got Whizzers attention. Success! His words were hollow with not intent behind it, but Whizzer was already shouting while taking his things.
"Marvin, ive had enough. You're selfish and insecure and just- ... You're not good."
Marvin was supposed to have control, to make Whizzer feel like shit so he'd stay with him out of pity. But Marvin has no cards, nothing to bargain with.
Only when the door slams shut Marvin remembers the present he had gotten Whizzer.
"FUCK."
Marvin never really thought he could make mistakes until now. How could be he so stupid as to let the only person who could ever love him leave?
He thought Whizzer knew he was only bluffing but clearly he doesn't know Whizzer as well as he thought.
For what felt like hours, Marvin sat in silence wishing he could have Whizzer back. Until the phone rang.
Marvin cautiously picked up the phone and tried to sound like he hadnt been sobbing like a pathetic child
"Uhm.. Hello?"
"Its me." His lovers voice came through the phone, Marvin was confused and wondering why Whizzer would want anything to do with him.
"I..." he trailed off wondering what to say, but there was only one thing he could say.
"I'm sorry".