Friends

i. The Dress

It had to have been the dress.
2D knew if it were not for the alcohol added to the striking allure of the indigo slim-fitting dress that now lay on his floor, that this would not have happened.
Sure, staying up until 2 AM drinking almost straight liquor with one of the closest friends you have may seem like a good idea, until you wake up next to them naked in your bed.
2D glanced over at Noodle, who was sprawled out across three quarters of his mattress. Too afraid to move, the man decided to lay and try to recall the events last night.
He knew it began with the two of them being left at home for the night, with Murdoc and Russel gone on two separate errands. Noodle originally had planned to go out with a few of her lady friends, but came back home early when the night on the town was cancelled. 2D had already cracked open the bottle of liquor, so Noodle decided to join him. As the night kept going and the bottle got emptier, the two got closer on the couch. Eventually, the conversation turned to a more suggestive topic, and clothes came off and bodies were touched, and they went back to the bedroom.  The darkness of the room at night made it hard for the lanky man to picture what had happened, but in his mind he could physically recall what Noodle felt like under his touch. He thought of he hair in his fingers, her lips on his, their skin connecting-
2D snapped back in to reality. He wasn't going to allow himself to fall back in to his late night desires.
'Get a grip you git,' he thought to himself as he rolled out of his side of the bed and headed to the bathroom. When he managed to make it without having a fall, 2D inspected himself in the mirror. He looked like hell. His hair was sticking out in all different directions, the bags under his eyes were significantly darker, and with a tilt of his head and a closer look, 2D even caught sight of a hickey at the base of his neck.
"Shit!" 2D exclaimed, then almost nearly covered his mouth. 'Don't wake her up, oh Lord,'.
'Wha'are you, 15?' The man scoffed to himself as he hobbled back in to his room to throw some clothes on. ''S a hickey. You're a grown man! You ain't gotta hide a hickey!' For a moment, 2D managed to encourage himself. Then-
'She's almost 13 years younger than you are, mate. Oh God, if Russ fin's out what happened...' 2D shuddered at the thought, and to distract himself, he decided to go downstairs to get himself some breakfast.

Downstairs, 2D had already had 2 slices of toast and his favorite jam, and was toasting another pair, when Noodle silently stepped in to the kitchen, and sat down at her usual seat at the table.
"Ohayōgozaimasu, Toochi." She greeted, pulling out her phone and unlocking it. 2D nearly jumped out of his trousers.
"O-Oh, g'mornin' Noodz! How, er, how'd you sleep?" The man asked awkwardly, avoiding eye contact. Noodle didn't seem to notice.
"I slept well. And you?"
"Alrigh' I suppose.."
"Oh! I apologize if I hogged the bed and prevented you from a good night's sleep," The woman said, glancing up from her phone to try and catch 2D's eye, but he was turned around. "Your blankets were just so comfortable. I couldn't help myself." As she finished her sentence, 2D turned around with his plate of half-burnt toast and forced out a chuckle, sitting down at his usual seat at the table across from Noodle. For a few minutes, it was silent. Noodle seemed to be acting normally. She was on her phone, scrolling down her timelines and news-feeds, tapping away. A few more minutes passed. More silence. 2D had finished his breakfast now, and was standing up.
"D'you know when Russ and Mudz'll be back?" He asked Noodle as he placed his dish in the half-full sink.
"Shirimasen," She said simply, standing up. 2D noticed she was wearing one of his old tshirts.
"Noodz, is tha-" 2D was cut off by a peck on his cheek. By the time he processed what had happened, Noodle was already in the kitchen doorway.
"I have got to run some errands today so I'm going to get ready to head out. I'll see you later, Toochi." She said, and flashed a smile, before she disappeared up the stairs.
2D just stared at the spot where Noodle had just been. His cheek was warm, almost flaming hot.
'W... What was that fo'?' he thought, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.
'She wasn't wearing her dress.'