#whizzvin

a fully rendered drawing??? from me??? WOAW!

But its time for my second whizzvin fiiiccc~ WOO anyway...as always

⚠️WARNING⚠️

Its bouta get sad really fast guys, its act 2 angst but some comfort for sure, and also set 1 week before the end of falsettos, Just a lot more angst than there is comfor heh...anyway enjoy pooks!! (!!TW!! illness and sorta implied death)

"Sorry im a burden"

To say Marvin was having a bad day was an understatement. Work was absolutely horrible. Parking was terrible. It was pouring rain. And of course, the hospital. The place where he spends almost all his time nowadays. The place where, deep down, he knows the inevitable will happen, but he dosent want to except it. He couldn't. He'd much rather live in blissful denial than come to terms that he dosent have forever. But he pushed that thought deep back down.

He took the elevator up and then hastily walked into whizzers hospital room. There was a nurse pouring a liquid into a larger cup. Some kind of vanilla flavored medicine thats supposed to help whizzers strength. Not like it works anymore. Never really did. But what is for sure is out of everything, whizzer absolutely hates it. He hates it so much. Maybe its the flavor. Maybe its the texture. Maybe its the smell. But he hates it.

The nurse walked out after she poured the substance into the plastic cup. Marvin put his bag on the floor next to the chair and took of his sopping wet coat and put it on the back of the hospital chair. Whizzer looked at Marvin and rolled his eyes. Marvin knew it was about the medicine. "Just take at least 2 sips." Marvin said quite impatiently. Whizzer could kinda tell marvin was in a pretty bad mood but he also assumed maybe he could snap his boyfriend out of it. "Marv you know i don't like this stuff" he took a pause and weakly went to reach for Marvin's hand with his own shaky one. "Let's just forge-" a small weak smile began to write itself on whizzers pale lips. But as soon as he uttered the first part of his sentence Marvin cut him off.

"Jesus christ whizzer! Don't be so damn stubborn all the time! Its not that damn hard to just take the damn medicine!" Marvin aggressively gestured at the medicine on the bedside table. Marvin's voice had that sheer anger and aggressiveness that he had in their first relationship. "God whizzer. You think I have the energy to do this? Because I don't. Just take medicine. Two damn sips is all but you just cant do it. God why cant you just try!" Marvin screamed as he gestured wildly at everything. He didnt notice that the man in the bed next to him had scooted away as well as he could. He was scared. Scared that marvin would get to worked up. "I hate that about you Jesus christ I don't want to deal with you today. Or ever at this point!"

Then it hit him. Exactly what he just said. whizzer looked up at him like Marvin had shot him. Whizzer looked away and put the back of his shaky hand up to his mouth to keep the sob he felt from coming out. "Im sorry im a burden Marvin" whizzer choked out as a ragged sob followed close behind. Before he could stop it his face crumpled as hot tears slowly started running down his prominent cheekbones. One after another.

Marvin immediately felt that deep regret set in like 100lbs on his chest. "Oh god no. No whizzer I didn't mean it. No i didn't mean it i swear." Marvin said as he felt tears sting his own eyes. He felt terrible. So so terrible. He couldn't believe the words that had just came out of his mouth. How could he ever say that to the man he loves more than anything. The dying man that he knows dosent have much time left. The man sobbing inform of him.

Marvin slipped his shoes off hurriedly and carefully climbed into the hospital bed. He shifted to fit next to whizzer. Whizzer was still letting out stifled cries. "I know you didn't mean it." Whizzer said through tears. "Im still sorry. Im sorry that you have to deal with me. I know its hard." Whizzer said as tears continued to spill. But not as fast now. Marvin wrapped his arm around whizzers shoulder and pulled him in right up against his side. "Your not hard to deal with. Even when you are its all worth it. I'd rather go through this a thousand times than lose you." Marvin's own tears begin to run down his warm cheeks. Whizzer put his face in the crook of Marvin's neck. "Well im right here now Marv. Im not dead yet." Whizzer said with a weak rasp to his vocie. He dryly chuckled as his tears began to almost disappear completely. Marvin chuckled lightly too. Marvin used his free hand to wipe away the tear stains on his lovers face. Then he interlocked their fingers. Marvin's warm hand makeing contact with whizzers cold and shaky one. Then he planted a kiss on whizzers cold dry lips. He kissed back weakly.

That was the last time marvin wiped away whizzers tears.

The End

about me:

my name is pierce but whiz/whizz is also fine because i love whizzer brown

genderfluid and gay for the gals

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interests:

my main fandoms are falsettos/the marvin trilogy, the book of mormon, starlight express, taskmaster and sometimes hatchetfield

other fandoms: rocky horror, ride the cyclone, gutenberg! the musical!, little shop of horrors, legally blonde, basically anything with andrew rannells or christian borle in it

i love love english comedy even tho i’m not from england (taskmaster, the mighty boosh, peep show, joe lycett, noel fielding, the list goes on)

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i love love love mcpriceley and whizzvin with all my heart but i do also love chardelia, trindel, arnaba, churchtarts, tuggoffelees, dine n’ dash/greasedinah, electraboose or electraball (i think that’s the name?), etc.

PROUD PRICETARTS SHIPPER (mcpriceley is still my fav tho)

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everyone follow my good friend francis @mintyperl they’re one cool guy

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that’s it i believe (tbom reference)

feel free to follow me if u wanna be friends/moots i follow back

Whizzer shifted in his chair, nursing his glass of whiskey. "So, you're stuck in Antarctica working with your ex-wife and her husband. How's that going for ya?"

Marvin chuckled and brushed his hair back again- a habit Whizzer noticed him do countless times during the expedition, "ssk, it's as good as it can be. I mean, I have to put it aside for the sake of science of course."

Whizzer smiled, looking down at the drink in his lap before bringing the glass to his lips to take a small sip, cringing at the bitter taste.