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Murdoc woke up to a weight across his chest. He opened his eyes in confusion, and flinched when he realized it was 2D's arm. The singer was lying with his head snuggled into Murdoc's chest as well. The bassist stared at 2D's peacefully sleeping face for a moment. Some hair was hanging in the singer's face. Murdoc warily brushed some out of the way with his fingers. He then blinked a few times, grimacing.
"Get off!" Murdoc muttered, shoving the singer away, resulting in him toppling off the bed with a yelp.
"What was that for!?" he exclaimed sleepily, rubbing his eyes.
"You were too fucking close you sodding poof," Murdoc growled, pulling the blankets tighter around him.
2D yawned and looked at his phone. "Bloody hell, it's only eight o'clock! Let me back in Muds!" he said hoarsely.
"Fuck off," Murdoc mumbled, already half asleep.
2D cursed, opening the Winnebago door loudly and slamming it shut behind him. Suddenly, there was a flash. 2D staggered back, blinking. It was still dark out, and when he had recovered from the bright flash and looked around, he couldn't see anyone.
He shrugged, deciding it wasn't important enough, and stumbled into the house.
He already heard rummaging in the kitchen, relieved that someone was already awake.
"2D?" Noodle exclaimed, shocked.
"Hi love," he mumbled, sitting down at the table heavily.
"What on earth are you doing up?" she asked, putting some waffles on a plate.
2D shrugged. "Murdoc threw me out of bed."
Noodle stared at him. 2D blinked, realizing how that sounded.
"No, I mean.. I had a nightmare and.. we were.." he trailed off. "Never mind. Could I have some waffles, please?"
Noodle nodded, smiling and passed him a plate of waffles. Her plan was working sooner than expected.
"I think we should practise today, by the way. We haven't done anything for quite some time."
2D ran a hand through his hair. "Well yeah, our mind has kind of been on other things," he said darkly.
Noodle flashed him a grin, taking a sip of her tea. "Well, anyway, it's time to start practising again. We'll wake Murdoc up early today so we don't have to do it in the evening."
"Well, you can do that. I'd rather not have any of my bones broken, thanks."
Noodle rolled her eyes. "I don't think he'll harm you that much, seeing as how you're supposed to be in a relationship now."
2D raised an eyebrow. "It would surprise you."
"Hey guys. 2D, what're you doing up so early?" Russel asked, pulling out a seat.
2D shrugged. "Couldn't sleep."
Noodle put some waffles onto Russel's plate. They all ate in silence for a while. Then the kitchen door was slammed open, and their bassist slouched over to them in silence. The band looked at him curiously.
"Morning, Murdoc," Noodle then said.
"Yeah," Murdoc muttered.
"Is there any particular reason why you're up so early?" she then asked.
Murdoc shot a dark look at 2D. "Because of this fucking twat here I couldn't get back to sleep."
"What did I do?" 2D asked indignantly.
"You fucking woke me up!" Murdoc snapped, stuffing a waffle into his mouth.
"You woke me up! And then shoved me out of bed, which you seem to have forgotten," 2D said, glaring.
"Hold up, you two were sleeping in the same bed?" Russel asked, confused.
"No! Just shut it, lards!" Murdoc snapped.
"And I think I have a fucking bruise on my hip now!" 2D added.
"I don't give a flying shit about your bruises, faceache," Murdoc said, rolling his eyes. "Like you having bruises is new for anyone."
2D glared at him. "Doesn't mean they don't still hurt."
"That's what your painkillers are for," Murdoc retorted smartly. "Speaking of which, I finished your last bottle. I thought they would help me get back to sleep; they're fucking worthless, I can tell you that."
"Or you're just used to things that are so much stronger that 2D's pills don't have much effect on you any more," Noodle muttered.
"You took my bloody pills?!" 2D exclaimed, leaping up from the table.
Murdoc flashed him a grin. "Calm down, sunbeam."
"You fucking dick! You know how much I need them! Now I have to go out into town to get them!" 2D yelled.
"Boohoo, big deal. It takes like half an hour in the car," Murdoc snapped before chugging down coffee.
"That's not the point! You don't take your mate's pills when your mate suffers from heavy migraines everyday! In fact, you don't take your mates anything ever!" 2D exclaimed, running a hand through his hair. He was starting to feel the familiar thumping in his head because of his blood pressure becoming higher.
"Great, I'm starting to get one now!" 2D said desperately, stomping out of the room, clutching his head.
Murdoc blinked at the doorway 2D had just disappeared through . He looked back to see Noodle and Russel glaring at him.
"Fine!" he snapped, getting up and following 2D.
"Faceache! Get over here, we're going to go and get your pills," Murdoc said, exasperated.
2D was sitting on the couch with his hands covering his face. He peeked suspicously through the gap in his fingers.
"Why?" came his muffled, wary reply.
"What the fuck do you mean, why? Get up now before I change my mind you brainless little sod," the bassist spat.
2D jumped up warily, not having to be told twice. He was about to follow Murdoc out, but then he paused.
"I'm still wearing my pajamas," he realized.
Murdoc facepalmed himself. "Who gives a fucking shit?!"
2D glared at him. "That's easy for you to say, you sleep in your jeans!"
"2D, I swear to fucking Satan if you don't come with me right now I'm going to kick your arse so hard my foot is going to stick out of your mouth," Murdoc hissed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Alright, alright!" 2D said hastily, putting on his coat to cover his bare chest.
A few minutes later they were sitting in the car in silence. 2D was staring out of the window, trying to focus on anything but the pain in his head. Murdoc was driving moodily with a cigarette sticking out of his mouth.
As soon as he lit it, 2D's head whipped around.
"Can I have one?" he asked quietly.
Murdoc glanced at him and chucked him the packet. 2D gratefully pulled out a cigarette and stuck it between his lips, accepting the lighter from Murdoc.
They didn't talk much for the rest of the car ride, they just smoked silently and 2D tried to keep his headache under control.
"We're here," Murdoc said suddenly, pulling 2D out of his haze of pain.
2D nodded, taking a shaky breath and made to step out of the car.
"Woah, where the fuck do you think you're going?" Murdoc said, shaking his head.
"Wha.." 2D mumbled as he gently got pushed back into his seat by the bassist.
"I'll get them, numbnuts. Don't move," Murdoc sighed, getting out of the car.
A few minutes later Murdoc returned with the pills, slamming the cardoor shut, making 2D flinch.
"Whoops. Here," the bassist muttered, pouring a couple of pills onto his hand, offering them to 2D.
The latter couldn't even open his eyes. Murdoc sighed, force-feeding 2D the pills. The singer swallowed them quickly, letting out a soft groan of pain. Murdoc examined him for a while, not speaking.
He then let a finger run along 2D's cheek.
"Stop being such a girl," he muttered, brushing 2D's hair out of his eyes.
2D didn't react, he just kept his eyes squeezed shut as the pills were kicking in. Murdoc put the bottle of pills in his pocket, driving back home in silence.
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