Connor/Murphy x Reader One Shots (Requests open)

Shit Happens (best friends. boysxreader)

okay i just wanna say that when i started writing this it was like three seconds before i went to bed so i didn't have a story line in place, it took me three days to finish and yeah, so, i hope its good though. :)

You sat on the couch of the MacManus twins and huff at the silence that over came the dimly lit apartment. "Im booorrreedddd" you complain as you lay spread across their couch. "Then do somethin' " Murphy said with a childish smirk, knowing that you hated whenever he would say that. "Come" you say, you arms are you and facing him lazily for him to come over to you. You hear a small sigh almost and a newspaper and a beer being put down on the table. Next, the wood chair scratching across the wood flooring of the old apartment. Murphy was soon in your embrace. You had a thing for cuddling and usually got the boys to cuddle back depending on the day and how busy they were or important that they were doing. Murphy laid on his side, your legs intertwined, his hand resting loosely on your hip while your hand rests on his neck as you close your eyes and sigh in content. "Better?" he asks you. "Thank you" you say happily and he kisses the top of your head. You didn't mean to or even really notice that you had accidentally fallen asleep in his embrace for god knows how long. You woke up to a slight ruckus that seemed to be coming from the radio that Connor had playing quietly in the kitchen as he finished off another beer, "Sorry." you say tiredly, feeling bad that you had probably made Murphy stay holding you for at least two hours, "Its fine, did ya get some sleep?" he asked in a sensor voice 'Yes. thank you" you reply and kiss his cheek, earning a smile from him. "You could've gotten up though, I know that you where probably bored or uncomfortable." you say a little self-consus that you had just had him stay there while you had your rest. "What? thats a fuckin' joke right?" he asked in an almost 'why the hell would I do that??' kind of manner. "My sweetheart gets the rest she needs, I don't got nothin' better to do then make sure of that,: he said in a stern tone, a small smile danced across his face at the end and you smiled, kissed his cheek once more. 'Sweetheart' is what the boys had been calling you for almost the entire time they had known you, You guys laid there for another few minutes before Connor had called his brother and you over to the table one they heard the door knock. "What you order?" you question as you take your seat at the table that was in-between Connor and Murphy. "Pizza." Connor replied as he opened the door and grabbed the box, paid, and came back over to the table, setting it down in the middle. You all ate and joked and talked, the sun quickly setting more then it already was. "No no no no no common" Connor said to you. "No! Will not! And have not!"" you laugh; now sipping on your beer. "Finnneee" Murphy said, pretending to pout. After about another hour, it was now about ten thirty finishing off your fifth beer, the boys had had god knows how many more then you though so was quite a bit drunker then you. "Okay boys, I'm turning in" you say with a slight slur. Usually when you guys would have a couple drinks they would insist you stay there for the night, not trusting the people in the outdoors world with a, and I quote, 'beautiful young woman such as yer self.' You headed over to where you would usually sleep on nights like this. They insisted you took one of their beds but you always told them that the couch was just fine. You threw yourself against the couch, closing your eyes as the boys continued to drink for a bit. You aren't sure if the boys had noticed your absence for about a good five minutes before you hear the chattering and laughing stop and you could hear one of them sigh slightly. Next, you heard beer bottles getting set on the table and chairs scratching on the floors. Footsteps where next. You heard heavy boots walking across the floor to you. You where half asleep when you heard all this, just awake enough to hear and remember but not awake enough to pull out of it. You felt arms under you after one of the pairs of footsteps stopped and, within seconds, you where lifted up and they once again started to walk. You subconsciously moved your hand up to their face to see who it was and instantly recognized it as Connor. You felt him almost trying not to laugh when he felt your finger lightly drift all over his face. He layed you down softly on one of their beds and kissed the top of your forehead before walking away. You felt blankets being put over you by who you assumed was Murphy but couldn't be sure until he talked, by then you couldn't be more certain. " 'night y/n." he whispered before walking over to what you assumed was the bed. You would've gotten up but unfortunately you fell asleep almost instantly. When you woke, the sun was shining brightly in the small apartment and you woke up to people walking around the room and speeking in whispers. You opened your eyes after a moment with a yawn. "Hey we're goin' ta work but feel free to stay if you'd like, we'll be back at about four" you heard Connor speak. "Okay. thank you" was you mumbled half asleep still reply. It took you about an hour to fully wake up so you where gonna be there for a while. "Coffee's in the pot if ya want some, foods in tha fridge if yer hungry." Murphy said, putting his boots on. "Thank you" you replied, your eyes closed again. You felt you needed more rest before starting the day off. though , you knew they were leaving so you forced yourself to get up. You knew that if you forced yourself up and got some coffee you could be awake sooner. You walked to the kitchen where you poured yourself some coffee, taking a couple sips now and then. It definitely wasn't the best coffee ever but you couldn't complain. Before the boys left they walked over, giving you a hug goodbye and a kiss each on your forehead. "Bye" you say with a smile and the boys where off. You wandered around the house until you where fully awake. You figured you would just stay until the boys got home and turned on the small TV before figuring out what you where gonna do. After a while, your mind soon took over and you passed out once again on the couch. You woke up to the door opening. "Fuck" you murmured groggily. "Aye, sleep well?" you heard Murphy speak in a worn out voice. "Sorry. I didn't mean to fall back asleep," you say with a yawn. "It's alright, ya need it." Murphy said as his brother stumbled through the door. "You alright?" you asked as you saw Connor limping and his brother smirking slightly. "I dont wanna talk 'bout It." Connor muttered, going to the fridge for a beer. "Rough day?" you asked. "He's fine" Murphy said, walking over to the couch and sitting down at your feet. "Was work fun?" you asked. "Same as always" he smiled and helped you sit up, pulling you into a warm soft hug. You kissed his chest, seeing it was the only thing that you could reach. Murphy and Connor hugs where so nice, they where warm and calming. Brotherly, would be a good word. "Now." you start "bring me food" you say in a joking manner and Murphy laughed. Connor said nothing this whole time. He looked unhappy as he sipped almost miserably on his beer. "Connor what happened?" you laugh. "Dont, wanna talk about it" he muttered. Murphy whispered what had happened in your ear and you couldn't help but snort slightly. You and Murphy laid down for a moment before getting up to get a beer and food. It was about nine now and you all where at least lightly drunk, your where more heavily buzzed. You once again slept over, though, this time you slept on the floor with the twins. When you woke up you all had breakfast before you left to do errands and such. After having a fairly bad day, such as an infant puking on your shoe, the streets crowded so you had trouble getting to your destinations., it only got worse. When you finally got to your block and into your house, you didn't even have your groceries down before you heard your door knock. After an hour talk with your landlord, you where being kicked out of your own apartment. You where close to a breakdown when they left. As you thought about it more, you only riled yourself up and you felt a huge pit in your stomach. "What the fuck am I gonna do?" you muttered in a slightly choked voice You had two weeks' notice to be moved out of the house. You where gonna have to sell most your things and probably live in your old car that was currently in the shop. You had been fired from your job almost a week ago and have been trying to find a new one but have had no luck. You didn't know how you where gonna pay the bills for your car. You felt like you needed a drink but new that you shouldn't go wasting your money on it. You sat slumped on the floor, tears fell off your face, though no words or noises came from your mouth. You where currently trying to figure out a plan to get you on your feet and a new apartment within two weeks. You decided that having a breakdown on your floor wasn't gonna help anything so you got up and went to your laptop, attempting to look for any job you could find that had okay pay. Nothing. It was as if everything had evaporated off the face of the earth. This made a hopeless pit in your stomach well up again. You had never had this kind of feeling before, but you new that you hated it. You heard your phone ring and you picked it up. "Hm?" you say in an attempt to still get your shit together. Aye, do ya wanna get a drink with me and Murph tonight?" you heard Connors voice. "I -can't" you say, having to take another deep breath and keep your shit together Though, apparently your efforts where useless cause Connor knew something was up. "Everythin' alright?" he asked in a slightly worried tone. "No" you say your voice cracking as a couple tears start rolling down your cheek. "y/n what's wrong?" he asked worriedly. "Everything Connor. Everything is wrong. Nothing is going right," you say, sobs now breaking through as you talked "What? Okay hold on sweetheart where comin' "he said in a soft voice and hung up. You felt hopeless, like nothing was gonna change and you where just gonna go downhill. In about twenty minutes, you heard your door open and the boys came into the kitchen where you sat on the tile floor in a corner sobbing. They didn't say anything, they just threw their arms around you for a moment. They weren't even gonna try and get you to talk right then, you where way too worked up. After a few moments you had stain their shirts with tears. They hugged you tightly and just let you cry, knowing that if it was bad enough to have you like this you where just gonna need to get it out, obviously you where way to stressed and needed to release some of it. After another ten minutes, you had calmed down a little. Connor had been stroking your hair calmly and Murphy was showing you pictures of dogs and cats on your laptop. Murphy wasn't as good at the whole calming thing like Connor was and attempted to cheer whoever was crying up with photo of whatever animals they liked. Connor kissed your head as Murphy commented on the different photos, making smart ass comments about them or just plan trying to be funny, yet failing horribly which made you smile slightly at his efforts. After another five minutes, you where able to talk again, and Connor attempted to have you talk about what had happened. "So what happened n/n?" Connor asked softly as Murphy turned your laptop off. "I can't f-find a job and I'm getting k-kicked out of here in t-two weeks" you sniff, the pit of stress still settled in your stomach.