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"Are you sure you'll be alright, Murdoc?" Noodle asked, standing in the doorway of her room.
"Yeah, don't worry love," Murdoc said hoarsely.
"It's just that we really need groceries, or I wouldn't leave," she continued.
"Noodle, I'm a grown man. I won't die on you, alright? Russel's here anyway, so," Murdoc reassured her.
Noodle sighed. "Yes, I know. You've got my number, call me if you feel strange or worse in any way."
She walked over to Murdoc, fluffed up his pillow, and poured some more water into his glass.
"You're only going to be away for like two hours, Noods," Murdoc said, staring at her.
"Shush. Try and get some sleep," Noodle said, and leaned down, giving him a quick kiss on the top of his head.
As he stared after her, he realized that she probably knew more than she was letting on. No, she definitely knew more than she was letting on.
He sighed. She really was a good girl. Always trying to help everyone and make them feel better without actually bringing up the subject.
Murdoc closed his eyes, but after a few minutes it was obvious he wasn't going to get to sleep anymore. He groaned, and reached into his pocket, getting out his packet of cigarettes.
He lit one and used his glass as an ashtray, not wanting to get Noodle's bed or floor dirty. He deeply inhaled the smoke, feeling all the tension in his chest disappear as he blew it out. He sagged down a little, relaxing.
Until he heard a knock on the door.
"Russel, I'm asleep," he growled.
"I.. it's not Russel," a nervous, soft voice said.
He tensed.
"Then go the fuck away," he snarled, though it didn't come out as aggressively as he'd hoped.
There was a pause, then the door was opened slowly anyway. 2D came shuffling in, carrying a tray.
"I baked you some cupcakes.. I thought you might like them," 2D said nervously.
He put the tray with cupcakes and orange juice on the table.
"..And some orange juice because Noodle told me that's good for you when you're sick," 2D continued with a red face.
Murdoc stared at the tray, then up at 2D.
"You think by giving me cupcakes and orange juice everything'll be alright?" Murdoc asked incredulously, too dumbfounded to sound angry.
"No! I just.. I just thought I'd.. do something. For you. To help make you feel better," 2D mumbled, shuffling backwards.
"You can put those sodding cupcakes up your-"
"I put some rum into them," 2D said quickly.
Murdoc stopped. A silence fell as Murdoc looked at 2D coldly, and 2D looked at his feet nervously.
"Right. Go away now," Murdoc growled then.
2D looked up desperately. "Muds, please! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do it, I was just angry at you and.. I wasn't thinking. But please stop being like this, it's killing me!" he cried.
Murdoc took a drag from his cigarette.
"Just get out," he said hoarsely.
"Murdoc!" Tears were streaming down 2D's cheeks now. "You're not being fair! You're the one who keeps hurting me and lying to me, and I do one thing wrong and you hate me!"
"One bloody thing? What you did was way fucking worse than what I've done!" Murdoc snapped.
"You shag like five birds every day, and if I take home one guy it's a fucking disaster?" 2D yelled.
He paused then, remembering Russel was still home.
"I haven't been shagging anyone since we got here, actually," Murdoc said quietly.
2D blinked at him. "Yeah right-"
"And anyway, shagging birds is different than shagging men!" Murdoc then snapped.
"Why is that different!" 2D exclaimed.
"Because! I'm supposed to be the only man to ever touch you and-" Murdoc stopped.
2D stared at him. "And what, Murdoc?" he asked quietly.
Murdoc slumped down. "And that was the one thing I had been the only one in. No other man had touched you that way, and now I can't look at you the same way anymore," he said dully, hoarsely.
2D stared at him, feeling his chest seize up with pain and guilt.
"I.. I'm sorry, Murdoc," he whispered.
Murdoc just shook his head and turned away. 2D took this as a sign to leave.
He walked shakily to the door, and paused.
"I.. I was thinking of you the whole time," he whispered, before leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.
Not long after Noodle returned, coming up to her room with her arms full of fruit and medicine.
"Oh, shut up. Fruit will make you better faster," Noodle said, rolling her eyes as she tried to feed Murdoc a banana.
"Seriously, Noodle, I feel fine! I don't need your sodding banana-" his words were cut off as Noodle stuffed the fruit into his mouth.
"Hey! Russel didn't tell me he made you cupcakes," Noodle said, surprised, picking one up.
She brought it to her face, sniffing it, then pulled a face.
"What kind of cupcakes are these.." she said, and was about to take a bite when Murdoc snatched it from her.
"Mine. My cupcakes," he said with a grin.
Noodle edged away. "Alright then.. your cupcakes," she said with a raised eyebrow.
"Anyway, I think you should get some fresh air today since you're feeling better. Can you walk already?"
Murdoc shrugged, not really wanting to get out of bed. But he didn't want to deprive Noodle of her sleeping place, either, since she had to sleep on the couch last night.
"Come on, you old lump," Noodle groaned as she tried pulling Murdoc up.
"You're the one who's been claiming your fine the whole time! Prove it!" she said through gritted teeth as Murdoc resisted stubbornly.
"Oh, for God's sake! RUSSEL!" Noodle yelled.
"Ha! That lard arse won't move me," Murdoc scoffed.
"Help me get this lump of laziness out of bed," Noodle said to Russel as he came in.
"Fuck off!" Murdoc snapped as Russel started coming near him.
"Well, I see someone's feeling better," Russel muttered.
"Right, you can do this the easy way or the hard way. Take your pick," Noodle said, crossing her arms.
"I'll choose the staying in bed choice," Murdoc muttered, knowing it was no use.
Russel stooped down and grabbed Murdoc by his arms, pulling him out of bed and setting him on the floor before he knew what was happening.
Murdoc wobbled a little, and Russel held out an arm to steady him.
"Okay, great, I can walk. Can I go back to bed now?" Murdoc said shakily.
Noodle sighed and nodded. Murdoc gratefully fell face down on the bed, groaning in the process.
"You're going to have to burn those sheets," Russel whispered to Noodle.
"Fuck you, I heard that," Murdoc said, muffled by the sheets.
"I'm going to go and check on 2D. I haven't seen him all day," Russel said after chuckling, and he left the room.
"I don't care," Murdoc mumbled.
He jerked up as he suddenly felt something hard bounce off of his head.
"Ow!" he exclaimed, looking around.
He managed to duck just in time as Noodle threw another orange at his head.
"You idiot! Why won't you just tell me what's going on!" Noodle yelled.
"Noodle! Calm down!" Murdoc shouted, ducking behind the bed.
"No! Two of the three people I love most in the world are feeling horrible and I'm being completely left out of it!" Noodle snapped.
"Satan, Noodle. You're such a mother!" Murdoc said, shaking his head.
"You know what, I'm going to go and talk to 2D. He'll tell me what's going on!" she hissed, turning on her heel.
"No!" Murdoc called, and he threw himself over the bed, grabbing her wrist. She turned with a smug look on her face.
"So are you going to tell me?" she asked with the hint of a smile.
"Nope. But don't go ask him, either," Murdoc said.
Noodle rolled her eyes, and pulled away from Murdoc's grip. She shut the door firmly behind her.
Murdoc groaned. Great. Now she was going to find out, which would mean Russel would find out, and bye bye, privacy. Bye bye, breaking everything down to them slowly. Because that stupid little faceache can't keep his mouth shut.
He decided to sleep it off, hoping that by the time he woke up he would find this all to be a dream. But it wasn't, though.
He groaned and decided to go down the stairs, to see what the situation was like. There was no point in avoiding it any longer.
Shakily, he walked to the stairs. He only just managed not to fall down the stairs. He felt disabled, and it frustrated him like fuck.
He finally got into the living room, and saw Noodle, Russel and 2D sitting there on the couch. His heart stopped until he saw Noodle's facial expression. She was furious. Russel was looking kind of uncomfortable, and 2D looked like he wanted to sink into the ground and disappear.
Murdoc leaned against the doorway, feeling extremely relieved. So the dullard hadn't blabbed then. Huh.
2D glanced up and saw Murdoc standing there.
"Muds? Get your ass back into bed," Russel said sternly.
"Yep. Going," Murdoc said, turning around again. He had seen what he needed to see.
"I'll help," 2D said suddenly, and jumped up.
Murdoc went rigid. "No need," he said through gritted teeth.
2D ignored him, though, knowing he wouldn't be able to say anything with Noodle and Russel in the same room. 2D grabbed his arm and led him to the stairway.
"Get your filthy hands off me," Murdoc hissed as they were out of earshot.
2D flinched, but didn't let go. "You'll fall down the stairs," he mumbled.
"I don't care," Murdoc muttered.
At these words 2D gripped his arm even tighter and pulled him steadily up the stairs. When they were finally at the top, Murdoc wrenched himself free from 2D's grip.
"Wait!" 2D said quickly, and leaned in.
Murdoc started backing away, but stopped as he realized 2D was going to talk.
"They asked me what was going on," he whispered in his ear.
"I know," Murdoc growled.
"I said nothing was wrong. They didn't believe me," 2D continued.
"I know," Murdoc repeated.
2D leaned back, and looked at Murdoc with a desperate look on his face. He bowed his head then, shaking his hair in front of his eyes.
"I'm so sorry," he breathed, his voice catching.
Murdoc sighed. "I know," he said again.
2D sniffed, and wiped his eyes. "I'll just go, then. If you want.. if you want, you can sleep in my room again if Noodle's wanting her bed back," he said hastily, then turned around and quickly walked to his own room.
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