Description
The satanist took a step further into the room, closing the door behind him and gently placing his booze onto a cluttered shelf with a wide array of different types of garbage and pieces of junk resting on it. He locked the door behind him, giving it a good firm twist and shake to ensure that it was properly locked, but then put his attention right back onto the singer, the intensity of the focus mildly unsettling. The bassist trudged towards the taller man, uncaring of personal space and sat down right next to him on the now uncomfortably small bed. "Alrighty, sorry about all that, shall we have a quick one on one chat?" --- Just a quick little story for fun, including lots of very jealous and possessive Murdoc and a very confused 2D; this will either be a really angsty or really smutty fic, but I'm not sure which I should write yet. --- This was originally posted onto AO3 and is being posted onto here, I hope y'all enjoy! --- ‼️Credit to @phantomcherry on Tumblr for the cover art‼️
Chapter 1.
