Lovestruck Criminal (Murdoc x Reader)

Chapter Four

"Damn he was shitfaced wasted"
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"U-Um, Mudz.." You said,  a hint of nervousness in your voice for some reason. You finished pouring the water and pulled away from him, handing him the cup "Drink." You told him in a soft tone. He stared at you for a moment, before taking the cup and downing quite quickly. You furrowed your brows a bit, but then smiled slightly. "Bet ya needed that, huh?" You sighed as you poured him another cup. "Make sure you slow down though, try not to drown yourself" you said sarcastically. It seemed like he was about to say something, but you walked off towards the bathroom where you found 2-D fumbling with bandages.

You were bending over slightly as 2-D sat on the toilet seat while you tending his small wounds and bruises. Each time he would slightly seethe or flinch in pain, the more solemn your expression got. You felt extremely guilty for not taking up the offer to watch the movie now. "Y/n?" D's questioning voice brought you out of your thoughts. "Yes, Stu?" You answered as you finished tending to him, you would have to get Ice for his bruises. "Tanks fo'.. doin that fo' me. I dint know yew had dat kinda power in yor arm there." He broke into a small smile, which you exchanged back with a flustered one, remembering what you did. You couldn't believe you had actually got him down as well. "You're welcome, sorry I came last minute though, I should have known-" he interrupted you. "Stop luv, it's al'rite. Yew helped regardless." He said, comforting you, when you should be doing that for him. You got up, he did too. "Come along then, lets go get ice for those marks" you said as you two walked to the kitchen.

About to pass the livingroom, you noticed Murdoc on the couch with his now empty cup. It would seem as if he had sobered up now, but just a bit. Still, better than nothing. Walking into the kitchen, you found a rag and grabbed ice out of the freezer, wrapping it up with the rag. You handed it to 2-D, which he thanked you and went to his room. You had the mind of going back to bed, but you wouldn't sleep with this guilt eating you inside, so you walked back to the living room and sat on the couch, a space away from Murdoc. It fell silent for a bit, before you spoke up. "You gotta learn to stop doing this often, Mudz. Not only is someone getting physically hurt from this, but you are mentally messing them up too.." You said, above a whisper. Murdoc huffed. "Well maybe if faceache had come to be of use for once instead of a sodding idiot, then this wouldn't be going on-" "No." You cut him off, making him look at you. "He's not the problem, you drinking and using him as a way to let out your bottled up anger is. Even when you are sober, you treat him like shit. And for what?" You stopped as you realized the answer to your question, though, Murdoc didn't seem to notice.

Speaking again, your tone changed. "You know..if you ever need to talk or let out your feelings about your bad memories, Mudz.. You can always come to me. It's unhealthy to keep that in..Shit, I would even rather have you attack me instead of D. He truly doesn't deserve that." You admitted to him. Murdoc looked at you with slight shock and a more gentle expression. "Also..I'm sorry for hurting you earlier, I didn't want to but you literally gave me no choice and I was scared and upset." You added. Looking down at your thumbs, awaiting a reply, you heard him sigh. "Ugh, c'mere you." Murdoc said annoyed, pulling you into his lap, hugging you. He only ever hugged you, unsure about the rest of the band members. You leaned into his embrace as he started to pet the back of your head, looking away. "As you know, I guess I do git a lil out of hand wit dents when I'm enjoyin my drink." He said. "I can't control me drinking, but believe it or not love, I do try to avoid Stuart and you when I'm like that" He said his actual name, his voice more serious. "Lad so happened to have his luck turned on him when I came out of my room. I had spotted him and next thing I know, I'm chasing him around like a jack rabbit." He sighed once more as he raked his fingers in my hair a tiny bit, I closed my eyes at the feeling, relaxing into his touch. He chuckled at seeing you in this state, he couldn't help but to find it cute. "Then promise me.." You suddenly said. He looked down at you confused. "Promise me that the next time you decide to drink, you'll come to my room instead of yours, that way, if you get mad, you can punch my walls or something.." He chuckled at this. "I'm serious Murdoc" you looked up at him. "I don't want 2-D suffering like this anymore, you hear? Just make things easier for all of us and listen to me this once..please." You had that look in your eye that captivated him, and he couldn't say no. "Fine, but don't expect me to sober up so easily each time." He held back a smirk. You smiled and closed your eyes again, unknowingly nuzzling into his chest. "Alright..keep your promise though." You warned. "I will, love." He started to close his eyes as well.

And just like that, you two had unintentionally fallen asleep after your deep and heartfelt conversation..