A/N : I do not own The Boondock Saints, I just have an intense love for the films. I do not own any of the characters, I just insert some of my own in these quick little one shots.
I was laying in bed staring at the ceiling, when I heard something coming from the front door. My heart began beating really fast as I grabbed my baseball bat from the corner of my room. I exited into the hall of my apartment armed and wearing pyjama shorts with a tank top. I held my breath as I heard the door open until I heard the accents behind the voice. I lowered the bat to my side and walked into the porch with an annoyed look on my face.
"Macey!" Conner exclaimed as I rounded the corner. There were a very drunk looking set of McManus twins standing in my porch.
"You boys scared me to death!" I yelled, flicking some blonde hair out of my face. Connor looked down at the bat I had in my hand and started laughing.
"I can see that!" he exclaimed.
"Shut up, I was scared." I said setting the bat down.
"What the hell are you even doing here?" I asked crossing my arms.
"We got in a bar fight and ol Murph here couldn't walk home." Connor said slapping his brother on the shoulder.
"Aw shut it" Murphy said pushing his brother.
"Well, one of you can take the couch, and the other can have the bed. I'll take the floor." I said.
"Can't put ya out of your own bed." Murphy said leaning heavily on the wall. Without saying another word Connor walked right past me and into my living room, flopping on my couch.
"Well looks like you get the honour of crashing on the bed." I told Murphy, walking over to give him support.
"I ain't in any shape to try anything lass. We can share the bed." Murphy said as I led him to my bedroom. As we entered he began toeing off his boots as I fixed the sheets I has just been laying in. I laughed at this.
"What will Connor say Murph?" I joked turning to him.
"Aw fuck him!" Murphy said flopping onto my bed. I didn't feel like arguing with him, and to be honest I really didn't want to sleep on the floor. I crawled in the bed and laid beside Murphy. Soon Murphy threw his arm over me and pulled me close.
"Why don't we ever just hang out, just you and me?" he slurred in my ear.
"Because every time you ever ask me to you're drunk." I said going to push him off of me. If I was being honest with myself, I had a thing for Murphy, I always had. Murphy helped me through a lot of shit in the short time i'd known the twins, and him doing this now kind of hurt.
"Well to be fair, we're drunk a lot of the time." he said running his hand up and down my lower back as I turned to face him.
"Murphy, stop this now. Tomorrow morning you're going to wake up and tell me that you were just drunk, and it didn't mean a thing." I whispered. The blackness of the room seeming to absorb all of my words.
"Macey will you shut it for five minutes." Murphy said pulling my closer and capturing my lips in his. Immediately my heart began beating ten times faster, and I couldn't help but smile into the kiss. He used the arm that was draped across me to pell me flush against his body, and I brought my hand up to gently cup his face. We were brought back to reality when Murphy pulled away, wincing as my hands touched his bruised cheek.
"I'm sorry." I laughed.
"Told ya I was in no shape to try anything." Murphy laughed.
"Goodnight." I whispered and went to roll away, when Murphy held me tighter.
"Stay wit me lass." he whispered placing another small kiss on my lips. I drifted off listening to the steady beat of Murphy's heart.
The next morning I woke to an empty bed and the smell of bacon. I sighed with the heavy feeling of loneliness, knowing that in his drunken haze Murphy was most likely to just ignore the events of the night prior. I forced myself out of bed, throwing on my worn white cotton robe. I shuffled down the hall and saw the twins arguing about something in my kitchen.
"It wasn't enough to interrupt my beauty sleep, you had to eat all of my food to." I commented entering the tiny kitchen. They stopped talking and Connor gave his brother a little shove, and Murphy gave me a smile, a black eye now prominent on his face. My heart fluttered much to my dismay.
"We're making breakfast to make up for that lass." Connor said.
"Well, thank you boys." I said looking at the utter mess, they'd made in my kitchen.
"Well I gotta take a piss." Connor said going to leave.
"Thanks for sharing Conn." I said punching his arm as he left the room. Now it was just Murphy and I and I had to laugh.
"I'll start serving this up, you go grab a seat." I told him, turning to take the bacon off of the stove. Soon I felt a pair of arms wrap around me from behind.
"What are yo-" I started to say, turning as his lips caught mine. When he pulled away my amber eyes searched his blue ones looking for some sort of joke.
"I'm not completely sober to honest wit ya." Murphy said, a smirk on his face. At this I laughed and gently cupped the other, uninjured, side of his face.
"Murphy, will you shut it for five minutes." I quoted leaning in for another kiss. At this point Connor walked and slapped his brother on the back.
"About fucking time!" he yelled laughing at the two of us.
"Awh shut it." Murphy said pushing his brother. While the two play fought behind me, I served up the breakfast efficiently distracting them. Before any of us started eating I looked at Murphy.
"Don't think that kiss, gets you out of cleaning up the kitchen." I warned laughing. Connor began laughing as well until I pointed my fork at him and said.
"You're helping him Conn"