Murdoc sighed twiddling his thumbs as his eyes averted their direction to the happy couple. Talking about whatever it was. He talked her ear off and she just smiled and agreed with him. She had to have been bored with him. He'd been trying to get her to leave him forever now. She was too nice sometimes. Yet he could never ask her to change that. He just sighed and laid fully on the couch as they yacked back and fourth at the dining table a few feet away. It pained him to watch them sometimes, their touches and kisses, some things he never had of his own until her and they couldn't even do it openly for Satan's sake!
He just didn't focus. His disgust chaining him to where he couldn't walk and his eyes struggling to pay all of it's attention to the screen. He curled up as he waited for at least one of them to finish talking and walk off. Of course neither one did. He bore envy over one of them, that was sure. The blue haired bumbling idiot. The only reason he had kept him around anymore was cause of his perfected singing skills. Admittedly a part of him didn't hate him in every definition.
Murdoc sighed in releif as 2D walked off. The black haired pale girl took a seat next to him as she sighed. "He's going to bed yknow..."
Murdoc mumbled something. A low grunt of annoyance. Paula scooted up. "We have time we can spend together now..." Murdoc let out another grunt of annoyance. Paula sighed. She got up and took one step away before being pulled in and wrapped up in blankets.
He nuzzled her neck as she burst into laughter. Only for that to be interrupted by him shushing her softly. He wrapped his arms around her as she heaved a relaxed sigh. "When are we gonna be able to do as we please with this shit?" He asked. Paula just nuzzled into his neck. "Eventually."
Murdoc kissed her ear as they laid there. Finally at peace. They fell asleep.
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Paudoc One Shots
FanfictionA few short stories about the times before Noodle arrived and Murdoc actually loved someone. A time where while yes, he was still a hardcore drunk, he had a straight nose and one less thing to cry about.