Credit for the picture above goes to Jungkookie0jin (they're on instagram)

"Aye 2d." Murdoc looked over at the blue boy behind the wheel of his car.

"Hmm?" 2d stayed focused on the road, something Murdoc couldn't do whenever the other boy was around.

"Let's stop by a shop on our way home, k?"

"Sure." They were already half way there. 2d parked his car in front of the nearest convenience store and then turned to Murdoc. "So what do you want to buy?"

"You'll see." Murdoc unbuckled his seatbelt. "You stay here." He quickly added when he saw 2d attempt to do the same.

"What? Why?"

"Because." Murdoc stepped out of the car and then closed the door. 2d slumped back into his seat and sighed. He observed as Murdoc entered the store. Why does he have to be so stubborn? He thought. A few minutes passed when 2d spotted Murdoc exiting the store.

His eyes widened and he got out of the car, standing next to the still-open drivers door.

"Murdoc..!" He caught the attention of the older boy.

"What?" Murdoc knew that 2d would make a fuss and that's why he didn't want to bring him into the store.

"You're too young to be buying alcohol!" Murdoc approached the car and opened the boot (car trunk).

"It's just a few beers." He shrugged as he placed two 6-beer packages inside.

"Just a few beers?!" 2d clearly wasn't happy. "How did you get them to sell this to you??" By then Murdoc was beginning to walk around the car to get in from the passengers side.

"Fake ID." He simply stated. They both sat inside the car, Murdoc looked at 2d who was pouting with crossed arms. "You're not going to put your seat belt on?" 2d glared at him while putting it on. Murdoc rolled his eyes. "What."

"Murdoc, that's illegal." 2d stated sourly.

"Who cares?" Murdoc's tone was getting more serious, slightly aggressive maybe. "Now drive the fucking car or I will." 2d reluctantly turned back to the road and started driving home. He always gets angry so easily. The bluenette thought.

- - -

2d parked the car in the driveway of his house and got out, Murdoc followed. He went to get the beers while 2d opened the front door. They walked in and went to the living room. Murdoc placed the beers on the coffee table and sat down next to 2d on the couch. He looked over at the bluenette who still hadn't spoken a word to him.

"Stop it." Murdoc commanded. "Why are you acting like that?" 2d turned to him, not impressed.

"Why did you even buy them?"

"I thought we could have some fun today." Murdoc smiled, but it wasn't a nice smile... there was something evil in it... 2d sighed.

"My mom would kill me if I got drunk."

"You're not going to get drunk from 6 beers." Murdoc mocked him, 2d raised an eyebrow disapprovingly.

"Murdoc I don't drink as much as you. I might not get drunk, but I'll be visibly tipsy." 2d complained.

"Whatever. I'll just put you to bed before your mom comes back." 2d rolled his black eyes. "Come on..." Murdoc smirked and leaned closer. "It's going to be fun~"

"Whatever..." 2d mumbled, giving in. Murdoc had a smug look on his face as he looked at his bluenette, one of his hickeys was slowly fading while the other was barely visible. He wanted to fix that, but he knew he couldn't move too fast or 2d would get scared away.

- - -

By the time they were both on their last beer only laughter and giggles could be heard coming from the room. The boys were sitting directly next to each other, both tipsy and happy.

"Hey Murdoc, lets play a game!" 2d grinned at the bassist. Gosh, he's so cute! Murdoc couldn't help but think.

"What game?" He smiled back.

"I dunno, how about 'would you rather'?" 2d suggested.

"Damn, I haven't played that in ages." Murdoc commented.

"Then let's play!" The bluenette was clearly excited.

"Ok, I'll start." Murdoc thought for a moment. "Would you rather eat caviar or a cockroach?" 2d made a face.

"Caviar." He was quick to answer. "On tv they said it tastes good, plus it's really expensive, right?"

"Yeah, but do you know what it's made of?" Murdoc smirked.

"Do I want to know?" 2d got worried.

"Fish eggs."

"Ew, what? Why would people eat that?" Murdoc shrugged in response. "Ok my turn. Would you rather lick a snail or a slug?" 2d smiled.

"A snail. It has a shell so I won't have to lick the actual thing." Murdoc looked at 2d.

"I haven't thought about that...."

"Well then." Murdoc spoke up. "Would you rather eat a toenail or a hand nail?"

"A hand nail. I used to bite my nails when I was a kid, so I guess it wouldn't be that big of a deal."

"Yeah but who said it was a nail from your hand?" Murdoc chuckled as he saw 2d's face of disgust.

"Fine." 2d was getting serious about the game. "Would you rather use a toenail toothbrush for a day or lick a dirty gym sock for a day?" 2d smirked.

"Ugh. These questions are getting ridiculous." Murdoc took his phone out. "I'm going to google some proper questions."

"But!" 2d protested. "Answer my question!" Murdoc rolled his eyes.

"Neither. They're both disgusting."

"You have to pick!" The bluenette insisted.

"Fine... the sock." Murdoc reluctantly stated. "Now let's see this." He turned to his phone and read out. "Would you rather date someone with the perfect body or the perfect moves in bed?" He turned to 2d, observing.

"Uh, I guess someone with the perfect moves in bed." Murdoc smirked.

"I'm pretty good in bed." He wriggled his eyebrows. 2d giggled, thinking it was a joke.

"Ok, my turn." 2d took the phone from Murdoc. "Would you rather cry every time you have sex, or burp every time you kiss someone?" Murdoc chuckled at the ridiculous question.

"Definitely burp every time I kiss someone." He then felt something inside his stomach and saw an opportunity. He quickly leaned in and kissed 2d on the cheek, startling him, before letting out a huge burp. 2d looked at him in shock, processing what just happened, and then started laughing. Murdoc grinned. "Ok, ok. My turn." He took his phone back as 2d calmed himself down. "Would you rather be told you suck at kissing, or that you suck at blow jobs?" 2d grinned at the unintentional pun.

"I'd rather be told I suck at blow jobs, since I never actually gave one." Murdoc gave him a smug look. "No, Murdoc, I don't want to try."

"Well it was worth a try." He chuckled to himself. "But lemme tell you, you definitely don't suck at kissing." 2d blushed.

"Oh! I've got one!" 2d quickly changed the topic. "Would you rather have legs made of candy cane or arms made of Angel hair spaghetti noodles?" He grinned childishly. Murdoc thought for a moment and then looked at 2d. His expression was unreadable, but the bluenette knew that nothing good would come out of this...

"So... if my dick was made out of candy would you suck it?" Murdoc was straight forward with his question. 2d was slightly taken aback.

"Murdoc..." He begin saying.

"Would you??" But Murdoc persisted. 2d looked at the ground, thinking, his smile gone. After a few seconds he looked up at Murdoc again.

"I guess so..." Murdoc grinned.

"The power of alcohol..." He mumbled before turning to face the blank screen of the tv and then sighing.

"Lemme guess..." 2d grinned as he inched closer. "I bet you're regretting not having a candy dick." He giggled.

"I sure am..."

Whoop whoop! Thanks to all who gave me these marvellous suggestions for questions! Don't worry- this chapter will continue in the next chapter!

I apologise if your question wasn't featured, it might be in the next update, or it simple wasn't appropriate for the context of this story (for example I can't have these two talk about plastic beach).

Love ya~