"So 'ow'd it go at yer parents 'ouse?" Murdoc asked from his spot on the bed.
2D sat across from him smoking a cigarette and looking out the large window that over looked the city below.
"Went fine really, t'ey saw some of t'e bruises on me neck, 'ad to lie and say a girl did it to me….T'ey asked if yew really beat on me all t'e time and stuff, t'ey really still don't like yew much….T'ey're real happy for me being in a band t'ough and t'at I'm happy."
"Yeah I probably shoulda been more careful wit' t'e biting last night t'en." The bassist said chuckling
The singer blushed and looked down letting his blue hair fall over his face. Murdoc reached out pushing the locks back behind his ears. 2D looked up smiling shyly.
"It's al'ight t'ey really woul' freak t'ough if t'ey found out I did stuff wit' ya….Do yew t'ink we're gonna find Noodle's parents when we go to Japan?" The taller man asked changing the topic.
The Satanist shrugged and leaned back taking another long drink from the bottle of vodka he was holding.
"Eh maybe, hell t'ey might 'ave moved to t'e states y'know? Hard to tell w'ere the fuckers are, hopefully t'ey don't get her t'inkin they care or anythin' like t'at."
It was something he'd been starting to worry about. They would find the small girl's family and they would make up a million lies to try and get her to come back home. She would leave the band and Kong studios behind or move her family in with them; they wouldn't ever care about her they would just care about what she could do for them. He hoped nothing like that would happen; he didn't plan on being around when and if they went in search of her family. He knew his first reaction would be to punch one or both of her parents in the face for abandoning such a young child.
"It'll be al'ight Muds, she knows we're like family to 'er. She's real smart; she's been teachin' me more t'an I've been teachin' her lately." 2D said smiling dumbly
Murdoc shook his head slowly; he leaned forward kissing the younger man softly. He felt a hand on his cheek, fingers lightly stroking his skin. The kiss grew deeper and a tongue slipped into the older man's mouth. 2D broke from the kiss and grabbed the bottle away from the Satanist taking a long drink from it. The black haired man leaned forward running his tongue down along the younger man's neck to his chest before pulling away. The taller man lowered the bottle and smiled deviously at him.
"T'at's real good, yew always got pretty good booze on yew."
The bassist grabbed the bottle away from him finishing it off before tossing it to the floor.
"Well I wouldn't get t'at cheap shit unless I was real desperate for somethin'."
"Kinda like 'ow yew get wit' me w'en t'ere's no other option." 2D said laughing sadly.
Murdoc looked at him questioningly for a moment, the moments the singer would say something smart or coherent scared him.
He placed his hands firmly on the younger man's chest and pushed him back down onto the bed, he sat straddling 2D's lap looking down at him intensely. He took hold of the singer's wrists holding them up on either side of his head; the blue haired man continued staring up at him with a nearly blank expression.
"Look I 'aven't touched one bird since tour started and yew aren't some last resort option."
Murdoc kissed him roughly, the man under him kissed back eagerly like he always did. This tour made him wish they were back in their shit little flat where they could do this all the time without worry of being caught. He knew the singer deserved better than this, but he was always right there like he owed Murdoc his very existence, and in a way he did.