BAND ONESHOTS {haitus or something}

2D \\ The Good

((Request from st4rsh1ne ))

((Note: this is shortly after 2D's second car accident))

You sat on the settee in your dark living room, all alone. The movie on your TV had the volume all the way down since your neighbors were probably in bed, and you looked around, setting your bored gaze on the at least 7 empty mugs on the table.

Your brain really was one of a kind, commanding you to drink all of this caffeine. Less then an hour ago you were practically bouncing off the walls, you'd settled a bit now...still couldn't see yourself asleep any time soon though. How convenient for the Sandman to bugger off like that.

Just then, you heard a click, the lights turn on, and you turn to see a blue haired boy innocently standing at the doorway

"Why are you still up?"

He says, and tilts his head slightly

"Well...uh..."

He glances at the pile of mugs in front of you. He turns back to you with a sweet expression painted with a small frown

"...you did it again dint' you? Are you even old enough to drink coffee"

"2D there's no legal age to drink coffee"

He flashes a sudden smile, giving you all the comfort of the summer. He then walked back out of the room, you hear clicking and bubbling noises for a minute, followed by a small 'ow!', and finally 2D again. He walked to you, licking the scolding hot coffee he burned himself with

"2D, no! You have to be up tomorrow by 5! You need sleep"

"If I do, then why don't you?"

"..."

2D hit you with rationalism. He takes a seat next to you, grasping his mug with both hands. You giggle, looking at his mug. It had a picture of a dinosaur on it, and underneath said "tea-rex". You remember explaining that joke to him like it was yesterday...

"Besides, I don't really want to go tomorrow. Murdoc didn't really give me a choice. He's told me I'm in his band now... Chimpz or sumfin..."

2D is cut off as he chokes on a sip, he turns and asks

"How did you manage to survive more then one cup of this stuff? It tastes like car fumes"

"2D did you... did you put any sugar in it?"

You smile, trying to contain a laugh as his eyes widen.

"oh."

You were sure 2D could give even the cutest kitten a run for their money. You decide to get him some sugar yourself, thinking of the time that he couldn't remember the difference between sugar and salt and then decided to make a just lovely brew.

As you got to the kitchen, you suddenly heard the sound of drums, then flutes, then...

You grin to yourself, walking back with a bag of sugar. 2D didn't even notice you enter, he was too absorbed by the screen in front of him.

You sit next to him and nudge him slightly, he jumps a bit and you slowly pour sugar into his coffee cup.

"Say stop"

You say, not sure if he heard you. It was like 2D experienced certain things on a higher level—Movies being one of them.

"2D? 2D I'm still pouring sugar-"

"I heard you. I just like sugar."

He said innocently, a small smile on his face.

You finished pouring the whole bag.

Sometimes you fear this man. You throw the empty bag onto the table and relax yourself onto the settee. A couple minutes pass and you found yourself snuggling into 2D's side. Not a single word said.

"You can stop pouring now"

You giggle

"Will do"

He takes another sip of coffee and starts chewing.

Still, 2D was glued to the screen. You could swear he was mouthing the lines. Not to get you wrong—you loved a bit of Clint once in a while... just not as much as him.

You decide to gently kiss him on his cheek to get his attention. You get a sudden smile and maintain a comfortable sort of eye contact for a minute or two, the sort that told you everything will be ok without a single word.

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HOOOOO WHERE DO I START?
well, sorry bout the month. I promise a full refund, but very long story short,

I got kicked out of my house, then my partner broke up with me, then I got diagnosed with a disease that if hadn't been caught sooner, I'd be dead.

You wanna know why I've only just been tested for a disease I've had since I was born?

My parents just assumed I was lazy.

I was in immense pain every time I walked.

Ironically, caffeine doesn't work on me... what is coffee even like??

Anyway, I felt like I owed you all an apology, more so the poor souls still waiting for me...

Anyway, see you in the next chapter. And do you like the new cover, reader? I made it myself :)