My Medicine | 2doc

twelve | disrupt

"You're a drunk little bitch, aren't you?" Murdoc inched closer to the man in front of him, their noses nearly touching.

The man licked his lips and shrugged. He could taste the remains of Murdoc's saliva on his skin.

"You wanna fucking go?" Murdoc grumbled anxiously.

2-D got closer and brushed his lips against Murdoc's while whispering something almost inaudible, "Do you?"

Murdoc pounced onto 2-D, pushing his wrists into the couch cushion. "You're a little bitc-"

"What the fuck are you idiots doing up right now?"

In unison the two looked up at the landing of the staircase to see Russel standing there. He wore a tired expression.

"I was just about to.. kill 2-D for breaking my... E string." Murdoc nodded as if he was trying to convince himself that the lie was true as well. Russel sighed heavily, "Don't kill him, I'll get a new one tomorrow if it's that important" before returning to his room. The two looked at each other, a tremendous amount of relief showing on their faces. "Poor E string," 2-D giggled.

"Sod off, mate. I was saving both of our asses"

Murdoc pushed 2-D away playfully. The moment of lust had come and gone but they were still in a good mood. "Anyways I kissed you now. So I can say that I like kissin' guys more 'an girls," 2-D stuck his tongue out.

"Whatever," Murdoc rested his back against the couch, sleepily.

2-D just stared at him. He thought about what he had done. It wasn't that good of a decision. It was an act of impulse, he had to remind himself. They wouldn't even remember what happened when morning were to come.

"Oi, somethn' on my face? Why're you staring?"

"Sorry" 2-D looked away bashfully. "It's jus', uh, I don' know. I feels stoopid, like, I guess kissn' you's a guilty pleasure, ya know? I know we're not s'posed to be doin' this sorta thing together. But we get drunk an' things happen...  I'm sorry. I'm sure you hate me, cuz I'm jus' so useless n' im always doin' things wrong n' stuff. But I, uh enjoy havin' fun like this, even if I don' like you in that way"

Murdoc furrowed his eyebrows. "If you don't like me then why are you even taking to me or doing this shit? I can find a bird much prettier than you, don't think I'm doing this because you actually mean something to me," Murdoc looked away to try to hide the truth in his eyes, "Why don't you just go and find yourself someone besides Paula"

Murdoc felt angry and used. He really wanted 2-D. These feelings used to be easy to shove away into the dark abyss that is his mind. Stupid feelings. They only got stronger.

"I'm sorry I-"

"Don't apologize. It's your loss, really, not mine"

2-D looked down at his toes. The cheap beer was already wearing off. Sober thoughts began to cloud his mind. "Do you hate me?"

Without thinking or hesitating, Murdoc answered, "Yes".

"Oh, why?"

"Because you're stupid."

"Oh"

"You're so fucking stupid. I mean," Murdoc mumbled mostly to himself, "You're so fucking pretty and perfect.. but you're as dumb as a rock"

"I'm sorry"

Murdoc got up and shook his head angrily. He stood in front of 2-D, looking down at him. He sat down on 2-D, straddling him. 2-D's palms began to sweat. The man was expecting an immense amount of pain in the next few seconds. He was so scared that he flinched when Murdoc pulled his face up so that it was less than an inch away from Murdoc's. "This is how much I fucking hate you, you little cunt," Murdoc pressed his lips against 2-D' s softly. He let his hands slide down 2-D's soft neck. It was a long sweet kiss. Murdoc pulled away, 2-D trying to follow his lips, not wanting the kiss to end.

"Bitch"

Murdoc got up and left 2-D on the couch, a hot mess.

Damnit. This is wrong. I'm not gay. I hate this. All I want is to go back to before I met him. My life would've been okay without this stupid pickle. Now he's making me want him? He can't make me want him. I don't want to want him. Ugh I'm so confused. I just need him to be here again...kissing me. Why can't I just be okay with this little crush thing? Why do I have a crush on this stupid asshole in the first place? I hate this. I don't love him. But I do want him.

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2-D woke up frustrated that morning. Nothing felt right. Music always seemed to help him in times like these. He looked around the disaster of a room for an instrument. Barely visible under a pile of clothes was an old guitar. He picked it up and plucked at the strings. Each one emitted a disgusting noise, either far too flat or far too sharp. After about 15 minutes of toying with the pegs looking for the right notes, he began to play random chords. He repeated anything that sounded nice in different rhythms so see which sounded best. "Hmm," 2-D hummed along, thinking of words he could possibly add. The short tune he played emitted feelings of sadness that were masked by a warm smile, if music could smile. "You can't get what you want, so.." He stopped strumming to think. "But you can't have-... but you can get me," he strummed on "Hmmmm, 'cause you are my medicine when you're close to me, when you're close to me..." He put the guitar down.
This is bullshit, I can't write music.

He picked up the guitar again, finding a different set of chords and rhythms to try. "Mmhmm do you look like me? Do you burn like me? ....No. When you get back on a ..... mhhmm" he tried some different chords, "are we.... uh.. hmm do I look like a fool?... You're catching me..." 2-D stopped. He threw the guitar angrily at a pile of clothes.

I stray further away from what I need.

Even if I don't want what I need, it's hard without it.

To think, I can just reach out and have it...

Why don't I reach for it?

Am I scared?

No?

Then?

Won't everyone hate me?

I wish I could just have it without worrying about others.

I'm too hungry at this point to ignore it.

Author's note:
Short sorta filler sorta not but be happy you're getting 2doc. Know that need to build some sort of a relationship between them. Anyways, Holy shit my nibba, pickle daddy be alive and high key an attention hoe. I'm a lil angery at Murdoc bc I fell for it pretty badly. Rip. Also Tranz is fucking dope idc if you don't like it and think it's not enough. Even tho it did repeat a lot of the animation several times, look at what we do have. It's so smooth and pretty. In my opinion, animation wise, it's one of my favorites. Also 2-D looks flippn beautiful in the video like bless. With my favorite band being so active rn and shit it's helped me get over the fact my gf broke up w/ me yesterday so yay I'm still sad but have something to be happy about. (We didn't break up on bad terms so chill) If you're able to relate the song to the chapter, noice. I honestly just wanted to find a feels heavy song bc shit is starting to go down and get emotional in this fic (as u can see) so stay tuned lol

Song: Broken - Lund