My soddy shoulder hurt but I had Noodle, I would've made the trade a million times to see her well and not aboard the Boogieman's ship.
I looked at the beautiful little Japanese woman, he head was leaned against the opposite wall, asleep, so I could stare at her for as long as I pleased. He did too, and realized how much difference there was between her and the cyborg. They only resembled each other in looks, nowhere near similar in behavior.
Ache-Face was steering, his back to me. "'Ey Dullard." I croaked hoarsely. He turned his head slightly so I saw his dents.
"Wotcha need Muds?" he asked.
"Pain meds, my bloody shoulder hurts like a little fucker." I complained. 2D put the thing on auto-pilot and turned to me.
"I don' fink I can give yew anymore for at least an hour." He said, eye brows furrowed. I growled as my shoulder began throbbing.
"Please mate! I'm beggin' ya!" I pleaded. Face-Ache shook his blue head.
"Can' it'll 'urt yew more than it'll 'elp Muds." He shrugged before going back to his wheel. I glared at the roof of the submarine and observed the black metal.
Noodle stirred and opened one eye casually, I grinner at her and she stood, veering not to me, but to Dullard, leaning on him and burying her face into his front and yawning. Jealously welled up in me and I could only sit here, nursing my bloody shoulder.
"2D-san." She whispered into his chest, he stroked her hair and then she peered over at me.
"Oi! You are mine!" I piped up. "You were addressed to me, you are my mine. Dullard, giver 'er up." I said. Noodle looked at me and smiled.
"I could never forget about you Murdoc-san," she said sweetly, sitting by my makeshift bed.
"I certainly hope not luv, because I would never ever be able to forget you." I whispered, more to myself than her but she heard and a blush crept into her cheeks. I raised a battered and calloused hand to trace the red patched with my finger. She looked at me, eyes wide.
Very delicately, she raised a small hand and reached for mine, winding her fingers through it. She smiled at me and the blush became more pronounced. "Murdoc-san…" she mouthed faintly. I smirked at her triumphantly.
She saw the smirk and gave my hand back to me, standing abruptly. I shot her a puzzled expression but she shook her head to go and went back to her wall. I had done something and I wasn't quite sure as to what it was. I kept my eyes glues to her face and she avoided my gaze, frustrated, I didn't try to meet her eyes again. She wanted to be stubborn, let her be stubborn.