He's My Collar [DISCONTINUED]

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[Murdoc's P.O.V]

Shit.
They were starting to find out.
But I wasn't going to let them.
But I can't be mean to him anymore.
I can't hit him anymore.
It'll hurt me too much, I do believe.
I used to be able to do it.
I can't.
I love him.
But I don't think he loves me.

"What do you mean? I'm fine, I have no fever. Just because I'm not being a pain in the arse to him today doesn't mean I'm sick." I growled at Noodle. She didn't believe me. A wide smirk spread across her face. "Are you sure? Or is it because you're in love~?" She teased, her hands on her hips. Russel rolled his white eyes. "Just leave him alone. He can't deny that he has feelings for-" I interrupted him before Stuart could hear from his room. "Shut up. I don't. Now leave me alone." I hissed, storming off.

I heard a light knock at my door about an hour or so later.
"M-Muds? Yew okay?"
His voice made my heart flutter. I instantly smiled into my pillow, but made it falter as I answered, "Yeah. Fine." He opened my door and I jolted up, facing him. He closed my door once he entered, quietly sitting on the edge of my bed. I instantly sat next to him, and he smiled his goofy smile.

"Well.. yew seem ta be fine.. so.." His gaze averted to the ground. "I'll leave." I grabbed his hand before he could get up. "No no, I need your comfort." I insisted, having the sudden urge to lace my fingers with his. He looked at me with wide eyes, his lips slightly parting. He was such a beauty, how COULDN'T I have feelings for him? I mean, that's not the only reason, but...

"Y-Yew su'e? Ta me yew look fine.. and yew don' wan' me in he'e fo' so lo-" I cut him off. "I promise you. Noodle and Russel were out there bullying me!" I poked out my lower lip in a pout, my gaze averting to the side. "I'm su'e they we'e jus' messin' wif ya, Mu'doc." He put a hand on my shoulder in reassurance. "Besides, they would neva do anyfink ta upse' yew." He added with a smile. Oh sweet Satan, he was too adorable. I drew closer to him, which made him look slightly more interested.

"I know. But, I thought maybe they'd be less rude." I tried to keep talking, just so I could get him to stay longer. He giggled softly and patted my shoulder. "Well, Muds, I'm p'etty su'e yer al'igh'." I didn't know what else to do. I scooted closer, my hip touching his. A faint blush rose on his cheeks as he noticed, looking away. I didn't want to kiss him just yet, but I almost couldn't help myself. "Stu? What are you blushing about?" I questioned innocently. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "O-Oh, nofink. I-I should p'obabaly get goin'." Shit. I was loosing him. 'Fuck it,' I thought to myself. I cupped his cheeks and made him look down at me, our lips just inches away. "Stay, will ya?" I whispered against his lips. He hesitated for a moment before moving a bit closer. "O-Okay.. wha' do yew wan' f'om me?" I felt my heart crack.

"I... I just want you to stay and talk to mr. You know, like normal human beings.." I said, suddenly having the urge to press myself against him. He blushed a deep red shade. "Oh.. al'igh'.. yew su'e this isn' a t'ick..?" I winced a bit at his words. "Promise." He drew his face a bit closer. He was so close. 'Just do it!' I screamed in my head. "Well.. if yew say so, Mudzy."

His little nickname sent me over the edge. I smashed my lips onto his, and he made a soft grunt of shock. He kissed me back, which made me extremely happy. But then he pulled away. His face went a complete red shade. "I-I have ta go, I-I'm so'y Muds." He stammered and scrambled to his feet, clearly still embarrassed. He exited my room and closed my door gently, shaking. I felt confused. Why didn't he want to be here with me? Am I just not good enough?

I felt a cloud of anxiety hovered above my head like a halo. I tried to think of all the possible reasons how I butchered that. Everything was set up right, wasn't it? I didn't know. It greatly upset me that he left. Maybe he really didn't feel the same? Maybe he just kissed me back to make me feel better? I found myself trembling. It was my fault he hated me so much.

Maybe it was best that I had to keep my feelings secret still. My emotions needed to be bottled up and kept away from everyone. I didn't know what to.

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I guess I had fallen asleep and didn't realize it. I roused from my sleep and sat up. I noticed a note on my door. It was in very messy handwriting, and easily recognized it. I stood up and took it off my door. It read,

"To Murdoc
I didn't mean to run away. I just don't know how to feel right now. I'm sorry I can't say this to your face. I'm just afraid of what happened. I've gone to town to pick up a few things. I will be back later. Please forgive me and accept my apology!
From, Stuart.
(P.S: Russel and Noodle want to see you as soon as you wake up, okay? Please wake up soon!)"

I adored the cute handwriting and the simple note. I stuck the note back on my door to keep it there and rested my forehead against my door. I smiled brightly, my heart racing at the thought. I soon got out of my lovesick mood. I had to go meet the drummer and guitarist downstairs. I opened my door slowly and made my way down the steps.

When I arrived, Noodle immediately dragged me to the couch. Russel was there, and she slammed me down beside him and sat beside me.

"What's wrong with Stuart?"

A/N: ah. My first actual 2Doc story. This will be fun. ;)))))) words: 1064