AN: Whoops, I messed up the first time, but here it is!
Murdoc could feel 2D flip over and curl up against him in the vast darkness of the king sized bed. The younger male's soft breaths being the only noise within the four walls of the room. Murdoc was uncomfortable, and not because he was sharing a room and bed with his band mate.
Murdoc was afraid of the dark, the unknown, the hotel room.
For all he knew, Normal Bates could be lurking in the fucking shadows, waiting to stab Stu and himself. Satan could be waiting to kidnap 2D and drag him into the depths of hell as punishment for Murdoc being such a dick.
Murdoc HATED not being able to see what was going on in the world around him. He hated this damn hotel and he hated this creaky bed. He hated it even more as he flipped over to face 2D in hopes he could bury his face under the blankets. What can't see you can't hurt you, right?
He lay in that position, snuggled up against 2D, completely under the blankets. It was warm, he could feel 2D's blood gushing and his heart beating and his lungs expanding and emptying. It was comforting to know he wasn't alone and that he wouldn't be.
Murdoc almost fell asleep when he was jolted back awake by the sound of footsteps. They were barely-audible, such a soft sound that it made one question sanity. But he knew they were there. Someone was there.
Tap…..tap…..tap.
The got a little closer. Murdoc became a little closer to shitting himself. He must protect 2D at all costs. He was important, deeply so. He grabbed for 2D, pushing himself practically on top of him. 2D was out cold, he had taken a sleeping pill and passed out around 11.
Tap…tap….tap.
Fuck. They were within feet of the bed. Murdoc could feel the presence of a figure. He slowly reached across 2D's chest for his switchblade which was on the bedside table. Murdoc's arm slipped out from under him and he fell onto 2D, elbowing him in the side. The singer let out a soft squeak and jolted awake.
Tap…tap..tap! And then a soft giggle that sounded way too innocent not to be suspicious.
Murdoc recoiled to his side of the bed and readied the knife, aiming it at the noise. A very annoyed, confused and slightly injured 2D flipped on the light to reveal…..
Noodle, standing at the end of the bed, grinning like always.
"Are you two doing something you shouldn't be?" She ask, staring at them with her black eyes.
"I was asleep…then I wasn't…then I was…..I fink?" 2D grumbled, sitting up and scratching his head, essentially still asleep.
"Russel wanted to see if Murdoc would like to come sleep with him, he says he can't sleep. He's watching TV. But since you guys were sleeping and all….." Noodle turned her head towards Murdoc who was still holding the knife and sweating a little.
2D followed her gaze.