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The drive back was long and uncomfortable. It basically consisted of both of the boys pretending the other wasn't there. 2D just plugged in his earphones and stared straight out of his window, with Murdoc staring stiffly ahead of him, both not saying a word.
Finally, they arrived home. 2D was about to flee out the car.
"Hang on," Murdoc grunted, locking the car doors with the press of a button.
2D cringed, turning around to Murdoc slowly. The latter stared at his fingers for a while, drumming on the steering wheel.
"Alright, look. We're going in there and telling Noodle that we aren't doing this anymore," the bassist then said drily.
2D nodded vigorously, agreeing wholeheartedly.
"Right, let's go then," Murdoc sighed, unlocking the doors and getting out of the car.
They walked briskly into the house, keeping as much distance between each other as possible. Noodle and Russel looked up from what they were doing.
"You two are back early," the guitarist remarked, putting aside her book.
"Noodle, we're not doing this shit anymore. You've had your fun, we even fucking snogged in front of the press, it's fucking enough!" Murdoc snapped.
"Hey, calm down," Russel said, frowning.
Noodle, however, didn't care that Murdoc was shouting. "You kissed?" she said excitedly, standing up.
2D turned red and Murdoc gave him a foul glare. "Yeah, we did. It'll be all over the news by tomorrow morning. You've got what you want, I ain't doing this anymore."
Noodle crossed her arms, glaring at Murdoc. "It's all very well that you seem to have decided all of this, but I think you're forgetting one little thing."
2D and Murdoc cringed as they remembered. "The tape," 2D murmured.
"That's right. You two still have some time to go, sorry," Noodle grinned.
"God fucking damn it! Fucking.." Murdoc growled, kicking a chair.
"Muds, stop it. And watch your language around Noodle!" Russel snapped, standing up.
"Shut the fuck up, lards," Murdoc snarled, stomping out of the room.
"I should go too.." 2D muttered.
"Alright, I'll call you when dinner's ready!" Noodle called cheerfully.
2D didn't reply, walking quickly to his room, shutting and locking the door behind him. He fell face down on the bed. Why, why, why had he agreed to kiss the stupid fucking bassist? Now his insides were squirming with mixed feelings he wasn't certain he should be having. He groaned into the pillow, dragging his hand to his bedside table, reaching for his pills. He turned his face to the side, bringing the bottle to his mouth as if it were a bottle of water.
He chugged some pills down, hiding his face in the pillow again.
2D lay like that for a while, trying to sleep. After some time it became obvious that sleep wasn't going to come any time soon, so he sighed and turned on his back.
This was no good. He was going to have to talk to the bassist. Giving another sigh, he rolled off of his bed, making his way slowly to the Winnebago.
He knocked on the door reluctantly. "Murdoc, it's me."
After a few moments, the door was opened slowly. "What do you want, dents?" Murdoc asked warily.
2D quickly put his foot in the doorway, taking precautionary measures.
"You think your foot will stop me from shutting the door?" the bassist said, amused.
"Muds, we need to talk about that kiss," 2D said, ignoring Murdoc's sigh.
"I knew you were going to come whine about this. Ugh, come on then," Murdoc muttered, letting him in.
"Sit down, 2D," Murdoc said formally, surprising 2D into sitting down on a chair promptly.
Murdoc sat on his bed, leaning forward. 2D looked at him curiously. He heaved a big sigh. "Look, 2D. I know what you want to say. It's happened so many times before, so I'm just going to help you out."
2D narrowed his eyes, frowning at Murdoc. "What would that be then?"
"Well, you've fallen in love with me because of that kiss, of course!" Murdoc exclaimed.
2D just stared at him, mouth hanging open, unable to speak.
"It's happened countless of times before, I'd shag a bird quickly and then in the morning she wouldn't want to leave, saying she wanted my babies or some shit. Well, Stu, I'm going to have to tell you-"
"Murdoc, what the fuck are you on about?" 2D finally snapped.
Murdoc looked at the singer with what he thought was an understanding smile. "2D, listen. You might be in denial but-"
"Oh, shut UP! I am so sick of your fucking delusional shit! You're not as perfect as you think you are, Murdoc! I am not in love with you for fuck's sake, and especially not because of that kiss! Which was horrid, by the way," 2D yelled, standing up and finally losing his temper.
Murdoc blinked. "Excuse me? I am a fucking brilliant kisser!" he then snapped.
2D rolled his eyes. "That's all you heard, isn't it?"
"What are you going on about, it was a horrid kiss? If anything, you were the one making it horrid! I was doing a swell job," the bassist continued angrily.
2D let out a short laugh. "Yeah right!"
Murdoc stood up as well, looking up at 2D. The latter grinned a little at the fact that he still towered over Murdoc, even when the latter was wearing his Cuban heeled boots.
"Listen here, sunbeam, just fucking admit I'm a brilliant kisser and stop lying to yourself!" the bassist snapped.
"I'll admit your a brilliant kisser when you prove it," 2D snapped back, not realizing what he was saying exactly.
Murdoc stood on his toes, reaching up to grab 2D's collar. "Fine," he hissed, pushing his lips roughly onto 2D's.
The latter stumbled back onto the bed, kissing back furiously. Murdoc pushed his tongue inside 2D's mouth, and 2D bit it just a little too hard. The bassist hissed, sliding his hands under 2D's shirt and digging his nails into the singer's sides as reply.
2D pulled away. "Cut your fucking nails!" he spat, wrapping his legs around Murdoc's waist and kicking his shoes off.
"When you get rid of those ridiculous fucking socks!" Murdoc snapped back, gesturing at the neon pink socks 2D was wearing.
2D pulled Murdoc roughly back into the kiss, their tongues battling for dominance. Their tongues ached, they were moving so fiercely. Murdoc broke away again, tearing off his shirt.
"Take your fucking shirt off!" he snapped.
"Don't yell at me!" 2D retorted, pulling off his shirt before Murdoc straddled him.
The bassist leaned down, biting harshly into 2D's neck, making the latter give an involuntary moan. 2D grabbed Murdoc's hair, pulling him back up again. Murdoc's nails left scrapes along 2D's sides as they captured each others lips again. The atmosphere began to change slowly, their lips moving more passionately and less angry.
2D's fingers tangled themselves into Murdoc's hair, and the bassist's hand moved up to 2D's face, stroking his cheek.
"Murdoc! Dinner time!" they suddenly heard Noodle call, and they both jumped, 2D rolling off the bed and landing on the ground with a loud thump.
They both quickly pulled their shirts back on, not speaking, 2D's face bright red. The latter turned to the door to leave, but Murdoc grabbed his shoulder, turning him back around.
"Now, tell me I'm not a good kisser," he smirked.
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