"I missed you," Sherman whispered, hugging Bobbi gently. They stood alone in front of the Flynn-Fletcher's garage; everyone else had long since left. Bobbi nodded slowly.

"I've missed you, too," he replied, sounding like he had to choke out the words. Sherman smiled and sat on the edge of the stage. "I've missed this. The band, the music, our talks after concerts. I've missed us."

Sherman nodded. "I have too, Bobbi. But I think it's probably time to go."

"Getting too old to stay up late, Tubby?" Bobbi teased.

"You're getting old too, Gay Boy," Sherman shot back.

"Hey, you know I'm --" Bobbi was silenced by a passionate kis from his former bandmate. His eyes widened in shock and he jerked away. Sherman smirked. "What was that for?"

"You always were too stubborn for your own good," Sherman murmured, slipping his hand into Bobbi's. Bobbi kissed Sherman softly on the lips.

"Yeah. We were."

a/n: ...Another pairing I love! BobbixSwampy. So much yes. More drabbles to come. :D