Words could never even begin to capture how much Marshall loves Orpheus. His gothic prince. Love of his life.

Currently, he is hanging out with him at his shop. Well, more accurately, Orpheus is ranting about whatever is on his mind, while Marshall finishes up fixing someone's bike. Despite his concentration, he can fully understand what Orpheus is saying and even replies to him. Damn, that's a useful skill he picked up, if he's ever seen one.

"Yeah, luv, I can totally get ya. Must be a real pain to wait for the new season, eh?" He replies, wiping some sweat off his brow. "Mhm, I'm almost done, ye impatient lamb, ya'll get my full attention afterwards, darlin', I promise. I'll let ya do whatever ye want to me." He spares Orpheus a flirty wink, before finishing up.