The weekend passed slowly and was rather uneventful since the two boys weren't allowed to see each other, but despite this, they texted all the time.

The two always had something to talk about, and there was no such thing as an awkward silence between them. They grew closer as best friends, but 2d still wasn't sure if Murdoc only wanted him for his body, or was there really something more.

Monday was the last day of 2d being grounded, and the two of them were excited to spend time together the next day after school.

- - -

Murdoc glanced at 2d. It was Tuesday after school and they were sitting on the sofa of 2d's living room. Murdoc's arm was around the bluenette's shoulders and they were watching tv.

"Hey 2d."

"Yeah?" The blue boy looked up at him curiously.

"Tell me, how many days are there in a week?" Murdoc seemed to be absolutely serious about this question, not even smiling. This confused 2d.

"Seven."

"Seven?" 2d nodded. "Well, a week usually starts on a Monday, the first day, and ends on a Sunday, the seventh day, right?" 2d nodded again, still confused. "So if a week starts on, let's say, a Wednesday, then what would be the seventh day of the week?" Murdoc waited patiently as 2d looked down and started counting on his fingers.

"A Tuesday?" 2d looked up at him again, slightly scared by Murdoc's odd behaviour.

"Great!" The bassist smiled. "Good job 2d! So if today is a Tuesday, then exactly a week ago was a Wednesday, right?"

"Yeah?" 2d didn't like where this was going. He was missing something, and couldn't understand the situation.

"Last Wednesday, a week back, you promised me that I have a week to fuck you, but not in school." Murdoc smirked. 2d's eyes widened, he was speechless. "Well, this is the seventh day of this week, we're not in school, and your mom's not home..." 2d tensed up, causing Murdoc's grip around his shoulders to tighten. "Guess what we're going to be doing today..."

"N-No..." 2d whimpered in a shaky voice.

"Yes." Murdoc pushed him onto the sofa and pinned him down by the shoulders, an evil smirk growing on his face.

"P-Please! D-Don't!" 2d tried to protest. He held onto Murdoc's arms as best as he could in an attempt to push the older boy off, but with no luck. "S-Stop..." 2d's knees were shaking as Murdoc positioned himself between them. His arms were shaking too, as he dug his nails into Murdoc's arms. They made eye contact but Murdoc still refused to say anything. "Why...?"

"For fun." Murdoc leaned down and planted a chaste kiss on the bluenette's lips. When he looked up again he saw tears in those beautiful black eyes, planting sadness in his heart, yet he stayed strong. He knew what he wanted.

"Murdoc..." 2d's voice was quiet and sad, his arms were slowly starting to give in and his whole body was shaking. That was it, the thing that finally caused Murdoc to break. He quickly leaned down and bit into 2d's neck. The bluenette's eyes widened and he gasped, suddenly regaining the strength in his arms and legs. "Murdoc!" He wailed.

Murdoc pressed his lips against the spot and momentarily closed his eyes, reluctantly stopping. He allowed the bluenette to push him up and away from his neck.

"What?" He calmly asked, not smirking anymore.

"S-Stop... P-Please..." Murdoc looked at him with what looked like sympathy in his eyes. He took one of his hands off of 2d's shoulder and placed it on the side of the bluenette's face, wiping away a tear with his thumb from his cheek.

"2d, I'm not going to hurt you."

"You're not...?" 2d was surprised.

"Of course not." Murdoc smiled. "I was just joking, I would never do something like that without your consent. I don't want you to hate me." He leaned down and kissed 2d on the nose. But in fact Murdoc wasn't joking. He did originally plan to fuck 2d, but seeing the tears in his eyes and how he called him "Murdoc" instead of "Mudz", simply broke his heart. "All I want is to give you a hickey." Murdoc calmly explained, doing his best to get back the bluenette's trust which he just lost.

"But Mudz..." He succeeded, 2d was using the nickname again. "You can't, mom said no more hickeys."

"Well..." Murdoc took his hand away from 2d's face and then run it up his shirt. 2d's eyes widened. "What the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over..." Murdoc smirked and pulled 2d's shirt all the way up, exposing his beautifully pale chest and stomach.

"What..?" 2d was confused and slightly scared, he didn't know how to feel about this.

"Dunno, heard it somewhere. What it means is, she won't worry about the things she won't see. So I'm going to give you hickeys down here." Murdoc moved down the sofa and leaned down to kiss 2d just below his ribs.

He sure is strange... 2d thought, relaxing a bit. He felt Murdoc bite into him, starting to work on the first hickey. Who in their right mind would want to give me a hickey so badly? I guess it's his way of marking me as his... 2d smiled, he liked that idea. As weird as it sounds, there was a part of 2d that wanted Murdoc to own him. It was weird, and wrong, but felt great. 2d was nearly certain that he wasn't gay, so it was only Murdoc that was pulling them into this relationship. But 2d loved it. He loved the attention and affection he was getting. And he didn't want Murdoc to ever stop or let him go, but of course he would never admit it. There was still a part of him that was scared of Murdoc, knowing how unpredictable he was, and he was still in denial about the possibility of having any feelings towards the guy. But he didn't care. 2d preferred to live in the moment, and right now he'd rather focus on the pleasure provided by Murdoc, rather than the complicated emotions that came with it all...

Needless to say 2d ended up with more than just a few hickeys on his stomach...

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