White Light (MurdocXReader)

Vodka Umbungo

We're just going to pretend I didn't say I was going on hiatus lol sorry idea now and it's another time skip ofc because those are easy and I don't have to drag these out then
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"So Uhm tell me about yourself more?" You're both slumped on your couch having your now at least once weekly hang out and realize you've mostly just been sitting watching TV or eating in silence, whatever it is you haven't read gotten to know each other. He sits up, groaning. "Whadaya want to know dove?" he says, looking deadpan at you.

"I don't know exactly, like what are your interests and stuff? Like what do you do all day?" You look back at him, same deadpan expression. "Well, I don't really have any hobbies and I either go to the bar down the road, go on drives or come hang out with you. All depends on the day." He flicks his hand dismissively when he's done speaking. "Why? You going to follow me around or something?" He jokes, to which you strongly retort, "I mean we've been hanging out for what, like two months? And we don't know like anything about each other." He smirks. "Does that bother you?"

"Of course it does! I could plan on killing you or something like that and you'd never know." He clears his throat, looking at you seriously. "(Y/N), I can already tell that you're not capable of that. And if you tried it's not like I wouldn't put out a fight." "That's true." You say somberly. "I didn't think of that." ( —I honestly could switch this up to where she does try this it's not even funny lol— ) It's quiet for a moment before Murdoc stands up, stretching. "Alright then. Let's see.. so my favorite color is turquoise. I like Vodka Umbungo. I have a brother and dad whom I don't talk to. Oh, and I'm afraid of ballon animals. Does this work for you, or do you need more information?"

You look up at him, surprised. "Hey I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pressure you or anything. You didn't need to say all that. And why are you afraid of balloon animals?" You stand up too, trying to meet his eye. "I did though. And some things are a mystery to me as well," He winks at you with a smile. "So are you happy with my answers? Will you tell me about yourself now maybe? Hmmm?" He sits back down and you do the same, exhaling.

"Let's see... My favorite color is (favorite color here), I've never technically drank before, I also have family I don't talk to, and I'm afraid of (one of your fears ig)." "Good to know." He nods and it's quiet again, too quiet, but you don't know what to say now. Luckily he talks first. "You've never drank..." he looks like he's thinking about something before he gets up, grabbing his jacket. "I'll see you tomorrow. Be dressed and ready by around 5. Sound good?" He doesn't really wait for a reply before opening your front door and leaving. "Okay, sounds good. Looking forward to it dove." He shuts the door, leaving you wondering what the fuck that was all about.