(Y/N)= Your Name
(F/C)= Favorite Color
(F/R)= Favorite Restaurant
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Murdoc was never really known to be the nervous type. In a lot of people's eyes, he was some egotistical, stuck up, perverted, no good, son of a bitch; including yours. Yet, you still found him attractive.
It was another normal day in college. Swarms of people flooded the courtyard to eat lunch and hang out. (Y'all I'm in high school so I don't know how this works) You were hanging out with your usual group of friends and talking about God knows what when suddenly you saw a green figure approach. He was holding a single (F/C) flower in his hands while looking down at his feet. You saw a little bit of his face and it was tinged with a pinkish-red blush.
This was an odd state to see Murdoc in. He was usually so cocky and conceited. A smile soon formed on your lips seeing him like this. Maybe he was kinda- nope nope nope. Get that thought out of your head (Y/N).
Your friends started whispering amongst each other about his approach and who the flower was for. You turned to them for a moment nodding your head in a different direction signaling them to leave for a moment. You knew this gesture was for you. He had been trying to get with you for the past few months, but you rejected his advances. He wasn't your type. You then turned back to the nervous looking Murdoc with a smirk on your face.
"S-so how's your day been (Y/N), " he stuttered looking up a bit more.
"Pretty good Mudz," you replied smirking at him. This time you were the bold one.
The blush on his face deepened at the new nickname and he looked down again. "Oh, um, here," he said handing you the flower.
You took it graciously as a small blush of your own soon formed on your face, your confidence disappearing.
"I was wondering, " he said pausing for a short moment "if you would be willing to go on a date with me tomorrow at (F/R)"? He asked, acting a bit braver than before. The tables were starting to turn.
A small smile formed as you heard those words come out of his mouth. Your will-power had almost disappeared and you were on the verge of giving in. The moment you just shared with him felt so surreal.
"Please," he begged.
That's it. There went your will-power.
"Yeah Mudz, I will," you said smiling.
You were about to go when he suddenly wrapped his long arms around your waist. You hugged the apprehensive man back while resting your head on his shoulder. You both stood like that for a moment until you let go. Thankfully nobody was staring at the two of you.
When you looked back up at him he was no longer a blushing mess. He had an evident smirk on his face. You, on the other hand, were a different story. Your face was as red as could be and you were standing coy while holding the flower in your hands.
"So, " he said, going back to his normal boastful self "see you tomorrow, doll."
He then grabbed your hand and put a small, folded piece of paper in it, and walked off. You looked down at the paper and it had his number in it. You looked back up to see him smiling while talking enthusiastically to his friends about what happened. You walked away back to your friends and told them the whole story of what happened.
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Thank you guys so much for reading. I'm quite proud of myself considering how late it is here. Sorry, it's a bit short but I didn't want to forget the idea of this story. Anyway, with that being said, if you have any ideas or requests, please comment or pm me and I will be glad to write them (as long as it's not smut). Thanks for reading! :)
