You jump awake, startled by the bus running over a pothole.
"You ok (y/n)?", your best friend (b/f/n) asks.
"Yeah.",you grumbled, annoyed at being woken so suddenly.
"Sorry loves!", Murdoc yells back from the driver's seat.
He is driving like an insane person going at least double the speed limit and recklessly changing lanes.
"Who's idea was it to let the pickle drive?", you grab a brush and proceed to brush your tangled hair.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING A PICKLE?!", Murdoc screeched as he jerked the steering wheel sending you into the next lane and almost crashing into a car.
"Leave her be, Murdoc. You know she can be a bit grumpy when she's tired. Cut the girl some slack."
2-D sat down on the small couch next to (b/f/n), smiling up at you.
Some time later, the entire band, with the exception of the driving pickle are sitting down and having a conversation. Russel and Noodle thought it would a good idea to get to know you and (b/f/n) better considering you were picked up as roadies only a month beforehand. You grew close to Noodle right away, becoming best friends almost instantly. You and Murdoc were constantly fighting, as he got on your nerves but you could tolerate each other when need be. Russel was cool, but (b/f/n) had grown closer to him than you had, considering their mom friend status. You looked down at 2-D from the bed and smiled. You couldn't lie. Over the course of the tour so far, you had grown fond of him differently than the rest of the group. He was sweet and kind hearted, and that was something you admired him for.
"Alright, (b/f/n). Your turn. Ask somebody a question.", Noodle exclaimed cutely.
(B/f/n) cracked their knuckles and points at 2-D.
"Stuart. Do the curtains match the drapes?", they asked sincerely.
The entire band, including you, stare at them in awe.
"Did you seriously just ask me that?", he asks confused.
Everyone seems to be confused, however you are doubled over, laughing your ass off. Everyone's attention is now on you. Then (b/f/n) doubles over in their seat laughing as well and the two of you laugh for a good ten minutes solely at each other. Once you have calmed down, 2-D clears his throat.
"Alright, it's my turn."
He plays with his fingers nervously and turns towards you.
"(Y/n)? Are you dating anyone?"
You immediately chuckle and answer, "Are you kidding me? My love life is a mess!"
2-D is silent for a moment before he stands up and climbs on the bed to sit closer to you.
"...I am a mess, can I be your love life?", he says shyly.
You sit there, mouth agape. Too stunned to say anything.
"SHIT THAT WAS SMOOTH!!", (b/f/n) squeals, bouncing up and down in their seat.
You blush and look down at the sheets, but eventually nod silently. 2-D smiles and pats your head. Eventually, everyone leaves to do their own shit. Noodle and Russel to cook. (B/f/n) to sit with Murdoc and make sure he doesn't crash. You sit on the bed and listen to 2-D sing softly as you strum your guitar, happy to be in this moment.
By T
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2-D x Reader | I'm a Mess
FanfictionYou and your best friend, now roadies for the next Gorillaz tour, are bonding with the members; some more than others. By T
