Noodle opened the shower door, steam filling the cold blue-tiled bathroom. She grabbed a dry beach tovel and wrapped it around her body. Her feet dabbed across the lukewarm puddles as she tried to get to the door. Her clothes were covered in all sorts of dirt and she didn't want to put them on, she figured Murdoc had left, so she entered his room with only a towel covering her from her chest to just below her butt.
After Murdoc exited the bathroom,he hadn't left his room. He sat back on the bed, propped his elbows against his knees and cupped his face with his hands.
He couldn't stop thinking about Noodle. She made him feel different than any other girl, he thought he might be in love with her. But how could he be sure? He never felt anything this strong for anyone. All girls were usually good for was sex, besides making him money.
Noodle could never feel anything toward him, he thought, except disgust. Looking at himself, Murdoc felt hideous. How could she ever love a green-skinned drunk? Girls usually loved his animal-like behaviour, but they were usually just an easy fuck.
But not Noodle... Her smile aroused him more than any other girl's naked body. She was so pure, humble, classy.
He felt a little dissapointed, knowing he could never have her for himself... What would Lards and Faceache say? ''Fuck them'' he thought, he didn't really care what they think, but he knew Noodle did. And he had to make sure his love was pleased.
''God.'' he breathed, rubbing his eyelids wih clenched fists.
Why was he even thinking about this? He knew nothing could ever happen between them, but still, it wasn't easy to let go. He was hoping 2D was stupid enough not to connect the pieces - like what Murdoc did with the cyborg. He modeled it after Noodle, mostly because he couldn't stand the thought of being without her. Even faceache was wondering why he didn't make a big-breasted blonde, or even hired them a new guitarist.
Or how he wrote ''To Binge''. Ofcourse it was for her, although that Albarn feller added the gooey stuff. But he couldn't sing for shit, so 2D took his place. 2D never asked himself, nor even thought of it, where did Murdoc get inspiration for the song?
Murdoc sat still for a few more moments, his face in his hands. He heard a sudden scrape and turned his head to where the sond was coming from. He gasped when he saw his beloved Japanese guitarist coming from the bathroom.
Noodle jumped up and almost let go of her towel when she saw Murdoc gazing at her still wet body.
He blinked a few times, his mouth wide open. He caught himself staring at her thin legs that went for miles. He was observing her from her hair to the tips of her toes, admiring every detail.
He paused, looking below her collarbone. True, she was a bit flat-chested, but who the Hell cares? She looked beautiful, water still dipping from her fragile body.
Noodle was just standing there, her face turning a darker hue of pink with each passing moment.
She walked from the bathroom, taking small steps, her gaze fixed on Murdoc. Finally, she decided to break the silence.
''Murdoc?'' Her voice awoke him from his daydream.
''Yes luv?'' He replied, whith an ear-to-ear smile.
''Would you know where could I find some clean clothes?''
''I dunno. I think there might be some of yer old stuff in those boxes'' he pointed toward him at a pile of boxes labeled ''Kong''.
''Thank you'' she smiled at him as she tip toed her way over to a giant box labeled ''Noodle''.
''No problem,luv''
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Electric Feel
عاطفيةWhat happens when Noodls has to choose between the two men in her life. 2D, who has always loved her but was to shy to say anything, or Murdoc, who is willing to change his ways for the love of one person. To find her answer, she must first ask hers...
