Guilty Pleasure || Murdoc x Reader (COMPLETED)

✶ Threat ✶ Chapter 3

Murdoc orders the big guy to move.

"Dude, come on! We already switched tickets before!" Says the man in a grumpy and annoyed voice.

What? Murdoc switched tickets just to sit with you?

Murdoc blushes and scratches the back of his neck. "Err..."

You began to burst out into laughter.

Murdoc grunts and then says something into the mans ear.

The man scoffs and leaves.

Your eyes widen. "What the heckerz did you do, Murdoc?" You ask curiously.

Murdoc smirks. "No worries, love." He replies.

You roll your eyes.

"'Scuse me? Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Asks Murdoc seductively.

You giggle.

"I sure did."

He smirks even more.

"Y'know, I'm not gonna let that go, dear... I'm gonna have 'ta punish ya." He says, looking you up and down.

You laugh. "Is that a threat?" You ask playfully.

"Mmm..." Murdoc grunts.

That sent a chill down your spine.

"You're gonna have to let me put my arm around you for the flight, eh?" He says smirking.

You roll your eyes again.

"Hey! That'll get you into even more trouble, Y/N." He says.

"Murdoc! S-stop... other people can hear." You say quietly, looking around self-consciously.

Murdoc smirks again, leaning into you.

He places his hand on your chin, his other around your shoulders.

"Guess I'll have to talk like this then, eh?" He growls into your ear.

You bite your bottom lip, feeling a rush of coldness overcome you.

"I..." you're at a loss for words.

Murdoc chuckles and lets go off your chin, keeping his arm around you.

You look at his fingers, dangling beside you.

You begin to run your fingers through his hand. He then encloses his hand, so you two are now intertwined.

"Murdoc..." you say.

"Shh... don't raise your voice, dear." He says.

You then look him in the eyes.

His eyes have the devil himself in them.

"Dear Satan, you have an ice cold stare." He laughs.

"Shuddup." You say, breaking from his hand.

"Hey, now why'd you have to do that... I was enjoying the feeling of... your hand." He growls.

You can feel your cheeks light up even more.

"I'm going to sleep." You insist, resting your head on the uncomfortable window.

Murdoc laughs again.

"Wouldn't you rather sleep on something... comfier?" He asks.

"Like what?" You ask in a tired voice.

"Oh, y'know... 'ol Murdz here." He grunts.

He has a bit of annoyance in his voice.

You look at him, and smile.

"Fineeee." You say playfully.

He smirks and takes his arm off you, opening them to seem very welcoming.

You smile and place your hands on his wide chest, then gently resting your head.

Every time he takes a breath, you can feel it.

His body's warm... it feels good up against your head.

"Goodnight, Y/N." He says, also closing his eyes.

"~Goodnight Murdz."