Gorillaz Oneshots

last goodbye - 2Doc

Where: Plastic Beach
Who: Murdoc and 2D
2D kills himself and Murdoc's like "nop," u ain't ded

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Murdoc rapped on 2D's door lightly, not wanting to frighten the small-framed boy. "Luv?" He hadn't heard from him in at least two days. Or was it yesterday? Maybe it was Monday. He didn't remember.

And eerie silence followed by a clear of a throat was heard on the other side. "Hold...on." Stuart's voice sounded way weaker than it should've. When was the last time he ate?

Stu scrambled for the door, tripping over his lanky figure. He reached for the doorknob, but it seemed heavier than usual. He had to open it with both hands, and saw Murdoc worried.

"You okay, luv?" Murdoc asked, looking up at the frail man. Stu gave a weak smile, his eyes heavy and drooping.

"Yeah...'M okay," Stu happily lied, almost falling over. Murdoc caressed his thin cheek and 2D gulped, leaning into his touch. "Trust-trust me...I'm fine, Murdoc."

Murdoc shook his head, rolling his eyes. "No, you're not." His voice was gruffy as he whispered into the thin air. Stuart blinked, his eyelids feeling like heavy weights. "Go lie down."

"No...I said I'm fine," Stu tried to argue, but Murdoc turned him around, almost making Stuart lose his balance. "Fine...!" He walked himself over to his rickety bed, plopping down on the mattress that creaked. Stuart sighed; his ability to breathe was fading, and it was fading quickly.

Murdoc noticed that he took in and let out short breaths, his eyes widening a bit. "Stu? What's wrong?" Stuart couldn't answer; instead, he squeaked, choking on a small amount of blood that he coughed up onto his lap.

Murdoc panicked, ripping off his sleeve to wipe up the blood. "Stu? What'd you do?!"

Stuart's heart rate starting to increase rapidly as he gripped the bed, feeling extremely nauseous. Murdoc wiped off the blood from his chin and stared into his onyx eyes, which were full of fear.

"M-murdo--" Stuart squeezed his stomach, vomiting all over himself and the ground. His eyelids started shutting, but before he could try to close them, he shook and his legs jerked forward.

"Stu?!" Murdoc yelled, starting to cry. 2D foamed out of his mouth and fell back onto the bed, spasming around and going into cardiac arrest.

Then, it all happened in slow motion. Stuart saw Murdoc yelling at him, tears streaming down his face. Memories of his life came flooding in, showing fun moments at a rapid speed.

Stu cried, himself; a small tear reaching its way down his cheek.

His heart beat one more time before giving out. Stu lay limp on the bed, his eyelids staying half-open.

Murdoc pounded on his chest, desperately screaming for him to come back. "You can't die! No, don't! Don't, don't! Please, just breathe again! Please...please..."

Murdoc sobbed into 2D's chest, shaking violently. "...please..." He wailed loudly, probably loud enough for Massive Dick to hear.

Cyborg came through the door, cocking her gun. "Master? Is something the matter?"

"Go, Cyborg. Go kill some fucking-fucking seagulls, o-or something." Murdoc sobbed more, his tears staining Stuart's red shirt.

"Damnit...why'd you hafta do this to yerself? Do you even know how much I love you--" He stopped himself, taking in two breaths before speaking again. "--how much I loved you? You were my everything, Stu. You were my bluebird, my singer, my love, my darling, my boyfriend, my babyboy."

Murdoc paused again, breathing in heavily, rattling his frame. "Cy!" He screamed, making her dart in the room.

"Yes, master?" Cyborg saluted, stamping her foot down and putting her gun in her waist.

"Start up your charging station, I'll need two cords." Murdoc stood up and put his hand under Stu's back, lifting him up and holding him bridal style.

Cyborg left for the basement, leaving Murdoc with 2D. He carried him out of the room and was surprised about how light he was.

Upon reaching the small room, Murdoc heard buzzing coming from the electrical wires that hung loosely on the wall. He set 2D down on a spare table and pulled off his shirt, staring for a moment before taking the two cords from Cy's hands.

"Fuck, I hope this works..." He took in a sharp breath, setting the two wires on Stuart's chest to defibrillate him. Stu's chest puffed up, his body flying an inch in the air before falling back down on the metal table.

"Damnit!" The wires met 2D's skin again, sending shocks all throughout his body. One single beat of a heart and Stu sat up, gasping for air.

"Where the -- Murdoc?" Stu looked over, getting tackled by Murdoc and was embraced in a warm hug. "What's wrong, luv?" He pet Murdoc's hair weakly, frowning at Murdoc's tears. Before Murdoc answered, he pulled him into a passionate kiss.

"You died! You died, and, and I brought you back to life!" Murdoc beamed, happy tears streaming down his face.

"Yew mean, I'm a zombie?" 2D exclaimed happily, his infatuation with zombies going a little bit too far. Murdoc chuckled, wiping his tears on his sleeve.

"If you wanna say that, yeah. I guess you are." Murdoc smiled, hugging Stuart again. He felt like this was impossible, like this was all a dream. To make sure it wasn't, he pinched himself.

Nope. All real. Stuart was alive. He saved his life. He brought a man back from the dead. Most importantly, he was a hero.

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