Your POV:
Is he staying because of me? You think when he says that. Noodle gasps in shock behind you.
"Toochie! We need you here! We have a concert in Iowa coming up!" She gasped.
"Will (y/n) be able to come with us?" 2D asks.
"Why don't you ask her, 'D?" Russell advised.
"I'll have to bring my laptop with me to work, but I think I can..."
"Really?! I fink that'd be awesome!" 2D exclaims. He turns red and looks away.
"So, (y/n), since the boys don't know how to clean up, and Cyborg's gone, the hotel is very messy. So I apologize before hand." Noodle called from the back.
"Come along now, Baby Girl. It's not that bad..." Russell scoffed.
"Russ, Russ, I iz in need of a beer. Will ye hit meh up?" Murdoc said, still drunk.
"Nah man, I don't know. I think you've have enough." The drummer said. He turned back to you and gave you an apologetic glance.
"Don't worry," you say. 2D stares at you weird. "Ah, its fine." You tell the blue-haired man.
"Uh okay luv," 2D says.
2D's POV:
She looks angelic with the late sun shining on her narrow face. Her (h/c) hair whips in the light wind.
"We're here!" Russel calls, rousing me from my thoughts.
"C'mon luv, I'll give ya a small tour." I said, looking back at (y/n).
She laughs. "I've been in a hotel before, 2D. No worries." She said, beaming.
"Eh, I betch you've neva' stayed in a five star 'ot el befo." Murdoc slurred.
"I guess I haven't," she said, scrunching her eyebrows. She looked so cute when she did that.
I felt a sharp glare on my back. I turned around and saw Noodle shooting me daggers. "A word?" She hissed.
"Uh, o'ay. Be right back luv," I called to (y/n). "What's up?" I asked nervously.
Noodle looked at me sadly. "She's six years younger than you." She reminded me.
"Dat's not that bad of a difference..." you grumble.
"I know it's isn't, but she's still a kid. What if something happens? What is you guys... desire each other in a different way?" She whispered.
I flinched. "I 'ont know." I said quietly.
