2doc Oneshots

High

I have this writing prompt/scenario thanks to:
gorillazCo
(Also really big sorry if I screw this up)
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        2D shookily stepped backstage, trying to find the nearest trashcan. As soon as he found it, his lunch (or more like the few snacks that he had eaten before the show) were gone. He stood, shakily grabbing the edges of the trashcan. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he heard the calls of one of his bandmates.
            "You ok 'D?" Murdoc slowly stepped twoards the singer. "Ye-yeah Im fine....jus' a lil....somfin....gosh...." He went quiet. Murdoc patted him on the back. "Yew can come with me to my dressing room, I got something that can help ya" he paused. "One of those damn roadies around here got it for me....Dont know where though...." He trailed off, taking 2D by the hand and leading him to the dressing room. 2D would stumble quite a bit, his legs falling from underneath him.
               Murdoc eventually sat 2D on a small couch in the dressing room, grabbing something off of the small table by the door and sat beside 2D, the small bag still in his hands. "W-wha's tha' ?" 2Ds voice cracked. "A lil somethin' to take the edge off..." M
               2D squinted his pitch black eyes. "I...I don' kno Mudz....." He nervously said. "C'mon," Murdoc purred, "You'll feel much better..."
                2D nervously looked around the room, his eyes darting back and forth. "Oh- Ok....but only a little-" Murdoc grinned, "Thas the spirit." Murdoc finished rolling the joint, searching for a lighter. "Hey, 'D, ya got a lighter?" 2D nodded, "yeah yeah, theres one in my pocket hold on.." 2D dug aroud in his pocket, pulling out the small, black lighter and handing it to Murdoc.
                  Murdoc sat beside 2D again, lighting the joint and taking a hit off of it. "I don't know who brought us this, but thaaank you." He laughed, passing the joint over to 2D, who just stared at it. "C'mon 'D, Itll relax ya...Im pretty sure...." He paused, "this is Indica right.?" He looked at it, "Oh well." The bassist said, shoving the joint over in 2Ds direction. 
                     2D took it and hesitantly took a hit, coughing some afterwords, looking at Murdoc. They stared at eachother for ancouple of minutes, then busted out laughing. "Tha was too funny.." 2D laughed, smoking it again, then sitting back on the couch. Murdoc layed back, looking over at 2D. "Do you know something that wouldve been sad" Murdoc mumbled.  "Wots tha Mudz?" Murdoc laughed quietly, "If I wouldn'tve hit you with my car. I wouldn't have ever met you...now that would be sad." Without thinking, 2D reached down and grabbed Murdocs hand, going completely silent. "Right." He said out into the silence.
                         2D giggled, the atmosphere changing once again. "Y'k ow what else would be sad Murdoc." 2D said, sitting to face Murdoc. "Wots that?" Murdoc raised an eyebrow, smirking. "It would be really sad if you didn't kiss me right now." 2Ds face had a small blush on it, along with a smirk. Murdoc pulled 2D into his lap, chuckling. The blue haired man leaned down, their lips colliding. 2D didn't feel nervous or sick anymore.
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I know a bad place to stop but I didn't know what else to write
;A; sorry...