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Anonymous
January 21, 2026 at 7:36:22 AM
The keyboard is still missing. The chair’s still on the floor. But the fight’s over—for now.
Replied on: January 21, 2026 at 9:44:02 AM
WTF GET OFF MY ATABOOK
Murdoc
January 21, 2026 at 7:36:11 AM
Murdoc smirks, steals one last crooked kiss, and finally steps back. “Good. Wouldn’t want you boring.”
2D
January 21, 2026 at 7:35:58 AM
2D exhales, resting his forehead against Murdoc’s. “Yeah,” he says. “But… later.”
Murdoc
January 21, 2026 at 7:35:47 AM
“Still mad?” Murdoc asks, voice rough.
2d
January 21, 2026 at 7:35:37 AM
2D freezes for half a second, then kisses him back, hands fisting in Murdoc’s jacket like he might still shove him away—or pull him closer. They break apart only to collide again, foreheads bumping, both of them laughing breathlessly now.
Murdoc
January 21, 2026 at 7:35:25 AM
For a heartbeat, neither of them moves. Then Murdoc tilts his head and crashes their mouths together, messy and impulsive, teeth knocking, breath tangled. It’s not gentle—never is with them—but it’s desperate, all pent-up tension spilling out in sloppy kisses and muffled curses.
2d
January 21, 2026 at 7:35:03 AM
“Make me,” 2D fires back.
Murdoc
January 21, 2026 at 7:34:49 AM
“Get off me,” Murdoc mutters, but he doesn’t pull away.
Anonymous
January 21, 2026 at 7:34:40 AM
They collide, not quite a punch, not quite an embrace. Murdoc stumbles, catches himself on 2D’s shoulder, and the laugh dies in his throat. They’re too close now, anger burning hot and strange and familiar.
2D
January 21, 2026 at 7:34:28 AM
2D does something worse. He grabs Murdoc by the collar and yanks him forward.
Murdoc
January 21, 2026 at 7:34:17 AM
The air crackles. Words pile up—old grudges, newer insults. Murdoc jabs a finger into 2D’s chest; 2D shoves his hand away. Someone knocks over a chair. A cymbal clatters to the floor. For a second it looks like it might turn ugly, fists clenched and breaths sharp.
Then Murdoc laughs—low, taunting—and says, “What, gonna hit me, pretty boy?”
Murdoc
January 21, 2026 at 7:33:56 AM
Murdoc steps right back, chest to chest now, bass still hanging off his shoulder. “I do what I want. Thought you knew that by now.”
2D
January 21, 2026 at 7:33:44 AM
Murdoc grins, all sharp teeth and smugness. “Borrowed. Temporary. You’re so dramatic.”
Murdoc
January 21, 2026 at 7:33:34 AM
Murdoc grins, all sharp teeth and smugness. “Borrowed. Temporary. You’re so dramatic.”
2D
January 21, 2026 at 7:33:20 AM
2D slams the studio door shut, the echo rattling the amps. “You’re impossible,” he snaps, blue hair falling into his eyes. “You nicked my keyboard again.”
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