Strobelite CH.2
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It turns out the blondie wasn't as good as Murdoc thought she would be.
Apparently she was extremely vocal and while Murdoc didn't mind his lovers being loud, it was fucking annoying to hear this chick practically screaming bloody murder every time he made a move on her. Not to mention he was already getting a pounding headache from having to hear this bird's irritating squawking.
He liked her better when she had his cock in her mouth anyway.
So he did the rational thing and shoved her off, telling her to "fuckin' put a sock in the next time you're plannin' on fuckin' someone", to which she merely huffed, giving him the middle finger and walked away, her heels clicking on the brick sidewalk angrily.
Great, now he was even more agitated. The drinks weren't strong enough to get him fully buzzed and because of the recent event, he was in absolutely no mood to fuck. He was really in the mood to be back home.
Once the blonde was out of sight, he pulled up his pants and buckled up his belt, fishing out his phone afterwards. He made an Uber ride back to the Spirit House and the app had alerted him that the ride will arrive in less than 5 minutes.
Right, should be enough time for me to take a quick whizz, Murdoc thought, heading back to the back entrance of the club.
But when he opened it, however, he was met with a familiar sight.
There on the other side stood 2D, his blue hair messier than usual and his clothes looking jacked up, his Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned and a few stains dotted all around his now wrinkled pants. He looked as though he was about to knock on the door but grinned a goofy, toothy grin when he saw Murdoc.
"Oh heyyyyyy - hic!- Mudsy," the bluenette drawled. "Fancy meetin' you here."
You've gotta be fucking kidding me, the bassist thought. If it wasn't for the given circumstances, Murdoc would have found the sight of drunk 2D to be cute.
Well, technically he already did now but he tried not focus too much on it at the moment.
"2D," Murdoc began, trying not to sound overly pissed. "What the hell are you doing coming out here?"
"Well, I was jus' lookin' for ya! Yeah, you had - hic!- disappeared and I was lookin' all over and here ya are! Why are you out here anyway? Why didn't you wanna come out and dance with me and Noods? Hic!"
With a roll of his eyes, he pushed the singer back into the club, grumbling under his breath.
"It's none of your business, faceache. I'm taking you home, you're completely wiped o-"
"Hey, you guys I've found Mudsy!" The drunk singer yelled to the partygoers, waving his arms around.
The drunk party goers whooped and cheered, which caused the bassist to feel slightly embarrassed. He grabbed the singer by the shoulder, roughly pulling him back so that he could be close to his ear.
"Shut it, dents. I'm already pissed off as it is. I don't need you to make me even more pissed."
"Well, gee, sorry, I was just- owch! Be gentle!"
Murdoc shoved the singer aside, moving him towards the front door when Noodle jogged up to the duo.
"Oh there you are, Murdoc. We've been everywhere for you. Seems like Toochi-san here already found you first, though" She snickered at the drunk singer, who was still hicupping. "Where are you two going?"
"I'm taking us home, this bonehead here already had too much to drink."
"Do you want me to take you home?"
"No, I called an Uber, love, but I do appreciate it, though. Oh, and by the way...you didn't happen to see a man with Stu here, huh?"
Noodle pondered for a few seconds then shook her head. "Nope, I was in the bathroom when 2D had left to find you."
He wasn't sure why he was even questioning it. Maybe it was just a close friend of his but he was still a bit curious.
"I see... right, I'll see you and Russ in the morning or whenever you two will get back. And tell the big guy to lay off the Henny, please?" And with that, the bassist dragged the singer out of the club, their Uber driver already pulling up to the curb.
A/N: a bit short but that's when you know the fun's about to start! smut wlll appear in the next one~