Stuck. ( Murdoc x female reader x 2-D. ) {COMPLETED.}

Improvement.

I woke up that morning, sprawled out on the bed. My eyes blinked separately as I looked up at the ceiling. That was probably one of the best sleeps I've had in a long while.. I think to myself. I slowly turn my head to my right, meeting Murdocs face. He was still sleeping, mouth wide open and a bit of drool below his chin. I snickered, slowly sitting up.

I yawned, stretching my arms out and wiping the side of my mouth. I finally rub the sleep from my eyes, looking around the room. I looked over at Murdocs night stand, reading a clock that said "9:53". I hummed to myself in response to the numbers. Surprisingly, I could actually recall what had happened last night, heh. Usually, after I pass out I forget everything that night until like an hour later, but, nope. Not this time. I can remember cuddling with Murdoc and being warm and bundled up.. and cozy.. and feeling.. loved.. Agh, snap out of Y/N.

I swung my legs over to the edge of the bed and slid down the side, my feet meeting the cold floor. I scratch under my jawline, walking over to the desk Murdoc had been sitting at before we went to bed. He had said something about lyrics so I wanted to check them out. I picked up the piece of paper that seemed to be the most recently written up. At the top of the paper, the title was called "To Binge". I read out the words, a bit confused about who this song was to.

Waiting by the mailbox, by the train.
Passing by the hills until I hear the name.
I'm looking for a saw to cut these chains in half and all I want is someone to rely as thunder come rolling down.. Someone to rely on as lightning comes a staring in again.
I'll wait to be forgiven, maybe I never will.
My star has left me to take the bitter pill.
That shattered feeling well it's cause of it's a lesson learned.
Just don't know if I could roll into the sea again..

And the lyrics ended right there. There was many marks from previous sentences he had erased. I really wanted to know who this was for. His star? Did Murdoc have a girlfriend he missed? My heart shattered as I thought of the idea. Heh, now I kinda know what he means when he says "that shattered feeling". It's just like taking a nasty, bitter pill.

But.. He slept with me.. That would basically be cheating.. I tried reassuring myself. No.. I'm probably just some substitute for him.. After all, he is known for being a pretty big womanizer.

I clenched my fist as the thoughts filled my head. I sighed, plopping down into the office chair, reading over the paper some more. I huffed, lying my head on the edge of the desk. I jumped a bit as I heard a soft groan. I look behind me to see Murdoc slowly sitting up, his eyes barely open. I smiled softly waving. He yawned, stretching out his arms the same way I did. "Mornin' love." He said with an incredibly attractive morning voice. He smacked his lips, rubbing his eyes to clear his vision. His cheeks turned a bit red as he realized I was reading over his lyrics. "No, no, no, don't touch that!" He hopped off the bed, quickly rushing over, nearly tripping over dirty clothes on the floor. I laughed as he finally reached me, grabbing the paper, and holding it up to his chest. I shook my head. "I already read them, Mudz." I decided to give him a nickname just for fun. He grumbled looking to the side. "You never told me you had a girlfriend." He made a face, looking back at me.

"Girlfriend? I don't have a bloody girlfriend." He scoffed, smirking. I raised a brow. "An ex?" He laughed, coming down to my level. "Sweetheart, I'm Murdoc Niccals. I don't have time for a serious relationship or girlfriends." My heart then again felt hurt as he said the sentence. I hummed, hiding away the small sting of pain. " 'Don't have time'? You literally sit in your room all day or, passed out on the couch, drunk." I laughed. "And, if you don't have a girlfriend, nor ex, who's this song for? It says your 'star' has left you." I finally asked. Murdoc sighed, sitting at the end of his bed, resting a hand on the back of his neck. "Look, don't get all "fangirly" when I tell you this, alr'ight?" I nodded, giving him my full attention.

"I've know 2D for years now and I've always treated the poor bloke horribly. I just feel so bad for beatin' down on em' for so many years and I jus' want to say I'm sorry. I want to be a better person to the man. I want to improve. But, I don't want to tell em' exactly.. Because, honestly, I think I'm too afraid he'll turn me down or just never forgive me. But I'll wait, if I have to." He frowned, staring at the ground as he spoke. I frowned as well, getting up from the chair and sitting besides him. I placed my hand on his, looking at him with sympathy. "That's really sweet, Murdoc. I understand how you feel. I was the same way with my sister. I was such a bully to her for years after she looked up to me. I finally saw the error of my ways after she said she never loved me and how I was the one who made her want to die.." My throat stung as I remembered the memories. "I cried myself to sleep that night, telling myself I was a horrible person and how I didn't deserve a sister like her. I finally apologized for everything I had done to her for so many years growing up together. But, surprisingly enough, she forgave me. And since then, we've been inseparable. Well, used to be.." I had added that last part silently. Murdoc looked over at me, smiling softly. He had a very nice smile. Usually, it was covered up by a cocky smirk. He hugged me, pulling me onto his lap. I giggled hugging him back.

"Thank you, Y/N." I rested my head on his shoulder, nodding. "Of course, Murdoc." We stayed like that for a while until I mentioned the lyrics. He nodded, letting me slide off his lap. I walked over to the desk and stood, allowing him to sit. He shook his head, "No, no, love. You sit, I'll stand by. It's still early and ion' want ya legs hurtin'." He pulled out the chair, waiting for me to sit in it. I shook my head, pinching my temples. "We're not doing this all morning. Stay here and I'll go grab a chair from the kitchen." I opened the door. "B-But, you'll have to climb up the stairs and-" I cut him off by placing a finger on his lips. "Mudz, I'm a big girl. I got this." I giggled, moving my hand away as he smirked. I walked out the room and made my way to the stairs.

I walked into the kitchen and picked up a dining room chair. I huffed, making my way to the elevator until I fell backwards, bumping into something. I groaned, moving the chair to the side and looking up. My eyes met with a girl with some dark purple hair and bangs covering her eyes. I raised my brows, quickly standing up. I laughed nervously, rubbing the back of my head. "S-Sorry! I didn't see yo-" I was cut off by the sound of a shotgun cocking. My eyes widened as it was pointed right at my head. The girls eyes seemed to turn a red and that's when I finally noticed a bullet hole right in her head.

I screamed as loud as I could, running to the living room as gunshots barely missed me.