Stranded {{Murdoc X Reader}}

My true feelings

The morning came too quickly, the sun beaming through the windows, blinding me as I open my eyes. I lay back down, burying my head into the pillow, feeling the worst I ever had.

I pull the covers around me, noticing I'm pretty much naked... How am I naked?! I close my eyes, desperate to remember what happened last night. My memory is fuzzy, but all I can remember is that I made an absolute twat of myself. I look over, Murdoc is absent, which means he's up. I peep my head to look out the window of the cabin, he's smiling away with a fishing rod in his hand. I look over to the clock at the end of the room to see its way past noon, 2pm to be precise. I sigh, digging around in my bag finding something comfortable to wear. I pull out a pale pink turtle neck jumper and some leggings and pants and slip them on under the covers. Grabbing a mirror, I tidy up my hair and apply a little bit of eyeliner to my top lids, just so I don't look completely dead.

No way can I brave talking to him right now, my anxiety rushes through me like poison, I can't find the energy to move but I am so fucking hungry... I sit up, taking a deep breath and holding it for a couple of seconds before inhaling. My arms push my body up to be able to stand, barely. I walk quietly out of the cabin, reaching out towards the bags of food, quietly rummaging around for something quick. I find bread and throw it towards the cabin door and peanut butter. Grabbing a knife I tip toe back into the cabin and begin making myself a sandwich.

Before I take a bite, I hear a weight hitting the frame of the door to the cabin.

"Rise and shine luv took you bloody long enough to get up hm?" Murdoc cackled, as I stuffed my face full of sandwich. I chew thoroughly, taking a big gulp before building up the courage to speak back.

"Apologies, I drank too much."

"Too much is an understatement" Bellowed Murdoc, looking at me with a grin.

"Ah come on you were pissed too!" I bite back.

"Trust me luv, I remember everything." He smirked.

"And your saying I don't? Hmph." I take another big bite of my sandwich and look away from him, I clearly just lied to his face, I remember fuck all.

"Hang on luv your sulking with me?! Your the one who's the god damn wind up!" He said, annoyance in his voice could be heard quite clearly. He plonked down beside me, I turned away and continued chewing. He suddenly grabbed my shoulders and turned my body towards him.

"Don't worry (y/n), our moment won't go out to anybody, that's between you and me. Got that?" Murdoc whispered. Our moment? The fuck does he mean? Did we bang? Is that why I was naked?

"What... Happened?" I sigh, looking away from him.

"Aha! You did lie, I knew it! You can't hide bollocks from me woman." He laughed and moved closer to me. "To keep you happy, we didn't fuck, or do anything, so don't you worry about any of that nonsense. I would say however that it got a little... Mhmph... Heated, I perhaps." Murdocs grin grew wider as he said that, burning me with his stare.

"Oh dear..." I turned red and looked down. Now that he mentions it, the beds are together, only one cover is out and I woke up with only underwear on... That's what he means by heated. I put my hands together, nervously fiddling my fingers around, Murdocs hands still rested on both shoulders. He lightly jolts me.

"Not a thing to be embarrassed about (y/n)! Let's just not drink tonight, I feel like that's taking away something important." Murdoc whispered.

"I think one more drink would kill me." I sigh. Looking up at him. "What's the plan for today? Do you know our coordinates?"