I Just Wanted To Be Close To You. {2Doc Fanfiction}

Chapter 1

Stuart's P.O.V.
"Ow.... ow... ow..." I muttered, my back aching terribly. I laid on my bed, listening to the sounds of my band mate's room. The bed creaked and the bed frame hit the wall in sync with the bed's creaks. I just sighed and whimpered softly, "I'm stupid... just a stupid face ache." My bandmate Murdoc had gotten home from a pub, and of course, he had brought a lady. This angered me greatly and I wasn't sure why. Maybe jealousy... maybe anger... maybe fear... maybe concern. For now, I just don't know.

Murdoc's P.O.V.
Drunk. Shitfaced if you will. I was very used to this feeling. I was feeling stressed and decided to hit up a pub.
When I arrived it was a bit empty. I sat at the counter and ordered myself a mixed drink. I made sure I didn't get too drunk... for that first hour.
Before I knew it I was drunk out of my mind. I was talking to some ladies, they weren't the prettiest creatures I've seen but they had bodies and I was feeling up to fooling around. I brought one of 'em home and led her to my bedroom. I assumed everyone else was asleep, which I knew probably wasn't true.
We just undressed and made our ways to my bed. At least an hour later we were laying there out of breath. I yawned and closed my eyes, "I'll take yeh home tomorrow." I grumbled and slowly drifted off.

-Time skip to 6 AM-

Noodle's P.O.V.
While I made breakfast I thought to myself about everything that had been happening lately. It was very odd. 2D was keeping to himself a bit more; staying in his room days on end. Murdoc went to the bars more often, bringing people home which I wasn't too fond of.
Stuart finally made his way downstairs to eat breakfast. "Hello!" I shouted happily to the bluenette. He just gave a lazy wave and walked to the stove. He got a styrofoam plate and put some eggs and bacon on his plate. He smiled and walked to the table, "thanks, Noods."
I nod and get myself some of the food I join him at the table and ate quietly, just thinking. There was a loud crash and Murdoc stumbled down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Morning, Noodle. DentZ. He Almost hissed Stuart's name, which scared me a bit. He took a fork and just ate the eggs and bacon from the pot that sat on the stove.
Russel yawned and entered, stretching. "Morning." He said with a yawn. "Have fun last night, Murdoc?" He snickered and grabbed some bacon. He ate it and grabbed a can of soda. When he sat at the table he glanced at Stuart.

Russel's P.O.V.
Something is wrong with Stuart. I don't know what it is, but he's not acting like himself. I looked at Murdoc and spoke, "what'd you do to him?" Murdoc just made that gross expression and looked toward the table, "nothin." He rolled his eyes and kept eating out of the pot. I growled and stood, "I'll figure out and when I do, you're dead." I stood and walked back to my bedroom.

Stuart's P.O.V.
I shook my head and stood from the table. I quickly headed to my bedroom, my legs shaking with fear and how nervous I was. When I made it back to my bedroom I curled up and sighed. The doorbell rang and I looked toward my bedroom door. "Who could that be...?" Russel called out, "it's for you Stuart." I stood and walked down the creaky stairs. I made my way to the door and my eyes widened as I saw what stood before me.