"So how did you two end up like... this?" Russel asked the apparently not-so-happy bassist.

"The dullard threw himself onto me when I came back home. Said you two left him." This wasn't a lie. "What's up with that? And let me ask again, why is he this drunk??" Russel sighed.

"Noodle decided to play a prank on him, as you can see, it backfired.."

"Prank??" Murdoc questioned.

"Well," Russel spoke carefully. He knew that he and Noodle were in big trouble because they didn't look after 2d properly and he ended up annoying Murdoc. "2d wanted to grab himself a beer, and Noodle offered to bring it to him. What he didn't know was that she poured the beer out and replaced it with vodka."

"So she wasted my fucking beer and my fucking vodka." Murdoc was pissed, not entirely because of the amount of alcohol he lost, but because of the thought that his precious singer was left drunk and unattended. For fucks sake, he could have hurt himself! "And now I'm the one affected!" Russel looked down at him.

"Well, if you really don't like this so much why are you holding hands with him and allowing him to sleep with his legs on you?" Russel showed hints of a smirk.

"Ah fuck you! You think this is funny? I had to drag him all the way up those bloody stairs, and then he wouldn't let go of my hand." Murdoc growled.

"But why bother?" The drummer asked. "If it's such a big inconvenience?" Murdoc rolled his eyes.

"Because friends don't leave friends!" He spoke a bit too loud and the singer woke up. He slightly opened his eyes.

"Hmmm?" 2d hummed tiredly. Murdoc noticed this and immediately freed his hand from the singers and delicately pet his blue hair. He knew he had to act quickly otherwise 2d would say something the drummer wasn't supposed to hear.

"Shh, go to sleep." He spoke gently. Russel was stunned, he could never imagine that Murdoc could be this delicate. The singer smiled and closed his eyes again.

"Mudz..." 2d mumbled. "Hold my hand..." the bassist rolled his eyes and grabbed the singers warm hand again. 2d smiled and returned to sleep.

"See?" Russel pointed out. "Why are you being so nice to him?? It's weird."

"He got drunk and the faster he falls asleep the less I'm going to have to deal with his bullshit." Murdoc explained himself. Russel still wasn't satisfied with the answer, this situation didn't feel right.

"But why do you choose to deal with his bullshit??"

"Because someone has to!" Murdoc snapped. "And you two left him." He looked back at the tv, too pissed to continue the conversation. Now Russel felt guilty. Murdoc and 2d never got along, but now that 2d got drunk out of his mind Murdoc's right here beside him... unlike us... he sighed and silently walked downstairs to get the cola he promised Noodle.

When he returned upstairs the bassist and singer were still there, as calm as ever. When Russel looked at them he saw that they matched, fit together just perfectly. It was like they never had a single fight and this was what they called 'normal'. And that was wrong. The drummer couldn't understand how two people so different and with such a bad history with each other could ever get along. He shook those thoughts away and went to continue the game with Noodle.

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A few hours passed and Murdoc could hear Russel exiting Noodle's room and saying goodnight. He then heard the drummer walk into his own room and shut the door. He waited a few minutes before turning the tv off and gently slipping his hand out from 2d's grasp.

He slowly lifted the singers legs and got up. He looked at his sleeping angel and smiled to himself. Fucks sake... you must be some kind of God since you were able to make me catch feelings for you... emotions are some crazy shit...

He leaned down and kissed the singer on the cheek before lifting him up bridal style and carrying him upstairs to his room. He quietly walked past the other rooms containing the rest of the sleeping band and opened the door revealing his kingdom of darkness.

The bassist stepped in, closing the door behind him, and lay the sleeping singer down on his bed. He climbed over him and lay down. Murdoc wrapped his arms around 2d's waist, spooning him, and soon fell asleep himself.

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2d woke up with a splitting headache, luckily the room he was in was completely dark. Murdoc's room. He thought. How did I get here again? He felt the arms around him, making him feel safe. Yesterday's a blur... I think I got drunk.. but off of one beer? He yawned. I remember suddenly being downstairs... and then Murdoc came back... or did he? It feels like a weird dream, not like a memory... then I was upstairs again... I told Murdoc that I loved him, I wanted him to know... and then I asked if he loves me back... stupid question... and he said... 2d's eyes widened. Was that also a dream?? Or did he really say...!! He lightly tugged at the hand around his waist.

"M-Murdoc..!" He whispered, not really sure what time it was.

"Mmmm?" He got the reply.

"Mudz we need to talk about yesterday..!" The bassist groaned in disapproval. Ugh, so he does remember... "come on.." The singer urged him.

"Fine." Murdoc reluctantly removed his hands from the singers waist and sat up on the bed. 2d sat up beside him and stared into his mismatched eyes. "What is there to talk about?"

"Murdoc, I want you to tell me what happened yesterday."

"What do you mean?" The bassist avoided the subject.

"I think you know exactly what I mean..." Murdoc sighed. Here we go...

Ayyye! Two updates in a day!

Yay!

Now I'm going to sleep coz I've got school tomorrow -_-

Not yay.

G'night my humans!