Chapter 3

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2D was quite taken back. She fell straight into his arms, pushing him against his bed. She buried her head into his shirt, her giggles muffled.

The bluenette didn't know what to do. Noodle was obviously drunk out of her mind, so he just went along with it, laughing a little. He wrapped his arms around her lightly, in a way he thought was purely platonic.

Unfortunately, Noodle took the embrace the wrong way.

She stopped, and looked right into his shiny black eyes, then scanning his bruised cheekbones, down to his lips.  Her mascara was a little smudged, her dark purple lipstick faded.

She leaned in closer, tilting her head.

2D don't realise what was happening until it was too late-

The girl had him in a long, passionate kiss.

Her super warrior instincts had kicked in, and she was holding the singer down with an iron grip. There was no escaping the guitarists strong embrace. 2D's eyes widened more, trying to wriggle away, but he was pressed up tightly against the bed. He could feel her chest heaving against his.

He found himself breathing in her flowery scent.

This is wrong, this is wrong.

Finally, she pulled away, dark eyes widening in the yellow light.

2D thought fast, and before she could lean in again, he pressed a finger to her lips.

"Wait." He mumbled.

She softened her grip, and 2D swept her up bridal style. Noodle giggled more, trying to kiss him again, but he put his head over her shoulder so he couldn't reach his face. He carried her to her room, where he placed her on a tatami mat that had a mattress on it. She forcefully dragged him down with her, and began to kiss him again. It was soft and loving, even if she was holding him tighter than he was comfortable with...

No, no, no....

This wasn't the plan. The plan was: deliver Noodle to her room, then leave. Not to carry her to her room and continue make out her; with the person who was practically his sister. His sister... who tasted like cigarettes and cherry vodka... no!

He mustered up all his strength, and managed to pull himself away from Noodle. It was a difficult feat, and one that surprised him. She looked at him, hair ruffled, mildly confused.

"Was ist los?" She asked, her words slurred and giggly.

"Noodle... I can't... just... just no." He stammered, getting up and walking away from her.

"Toochi... Pourquoi tu m'aimes pas?" She wailed softly, switching languages, her devious smile forgotten.

"Noodle... English..."

"Why don't you love me?" She whimpered.

"Love?-"

"I've loved you! Forever and everrr." She cradled her head in her hands, then walked towards him, wrapping her arms around his slender frame. "Don't leave..."

The bluenette surrendered. Noodle looked up into his dark, dark eyes and leaned toward him. He started to drape his arms around her waist, hands sliding down, giving into the sensation. He leaned toward her too, holding her in the soft light. Her green eyes almost glowed, shining with lust. Finally, their lips locked together in perfect unison.

2D slid his hands up to her hair, running his long fingers through the dark purple curls, feeling the passion, the love in the kiss...

Suddenly 2D pushed her away, and ran out the door.

He hurried back to his room, trembling a little. He just... made out... with Noodle. Noodle of all people. Noodle who spoke German and French when she was drunk, Noodle who tasted like sweet sugar and stale smoke, Noodle who used to ride on his back when she was ten, running away from Murdoc.

It was all so wrong.

The fact that he wanted to stay.

Hey! I hope you guys are enjoying this! Chapter 4 will be out soon.

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⏰ Last updated: May 14, 2017 ⏰

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