okay this was a request, i hope it is good, tell me what ya think! :D
Basic request: you meet Murphy at McGuinty's and you aren't really looking for a relationship but he really likes you.
You woke up feeling like death like you usually did.
You dragged yourself out of your cozy blankets, accidently falling off of your bed with a loud thud.
"Fuck" You mutter, picking yourself up and yawning as you walked to your kitchen and started to coffee pot.
You had almost fallen back asleep on the counter while you waited for your magical drink to be ready.
The small ding from the pot snapped you back and you climbed on your countertop for a mug.
You hopped down and poured the nearly black liquid until it was almost at the top, adding your sweeteners and such into it before taking a sip, quickly the whole cup was gone and you where fully awake.
You headed to your bathroom and stripped your cloths before hopping into the shower, getting out about six minutes later and getting dressed and combing your hair before heading out the door for work.
The cold winter wind wiped your face, making you tuck your coat tighter to your body.
About ten minutes of speed walking on the streets of south Boston, you arrived at the small general store that you worked at.
You operated the cash register everyday except Sunday, Saturday and Monday.
You put your bag down behind the counter and put your elbows on the counter, waiting for someone to come in.
Not too many people came in, probably about twenty people every day, it just depended.
You worked for the day, thinking about tomorrow the whole time. Tomorrow was Saturday, which meant you would be free of work and early mornings for three long days.
Once it hit five, your shift was up from dealing with all the men and woman coming in and out and buying things, you skipped out.
"By jim!" You call to the guy that worked in the store, keeping you company while he stocked the shelves.
"Be safe y/n and have a good weekend!" He said and you jumped out of the store pretty much.
You skipped across the sidewalk and back to your house.
You ate some dinner and changed your cloths before laying onto your bed, picking up your book and starting for where you left off.
You went to bed at about ten and woke up at about eight.
You stayed in bed for about half an hour, trying to get yourself up.
Once you succeeded you went to your kitchen, turning your beloved coffee pot on and making yourself some breakfast.
You ate and drank your coffee and trapsed around your house, attempting to find something to do.
That was the problem you aways had on the weekened.
You didn't have a whole lot of friends and the ones you did have mostly worked on the weekends.
You drew for a while, read, and watched TV.
The day passed and at about seven, you put some presentable cloths on that weren't old and raggedy and headed out for a drink.
You walked down the streets at a speed walk, your black knee high boots clanking against the concrete side walk.
You went to the closest bar and also your usual one. McGuinty's.
You walked inside, the warm air greeting you as the doors shut behind you.
You walked up to the front and took a seat.
"Hey Doc" you greet as he walks over to you.
"Aye, ya want t-the usual?" He questioned with his usual stutter almost.
"yeah, thanks." You say and he pours a glass with brown liquid.
You took it and tossed it back, setting the glass back on the old wood.
You talked with Doc for a while when he wasn't giving the other people in the bar refills.
You where there for a few hours before it got more filled up.
You had a buzz from the drinks you had gotten, after a couple glasses of whisky, you settled with beers.
You took a sip of your beer as you watched people go in and out, laugh with others as they talked, everyone around you becoming way more drunk by the minute.
At around nine, you saw two more men walk in around similar height in black pea coats, blue jeans, both wearing dark colored shirts.
One had pretty dark brown hair and the other one had a bit lighter hair but still fairly dark.
They walked up, slapping a couple of the other men at greeted them with a harty voice as they walked to the front towards Doc.
"Aye! Two beers" The lighter haired man said with a thick Irish accent.
"Not getting' inta t-too much trouble I h-h-hope" Doc said and they laughed
They drank for a bit, smoking as well.
More people came in and sat and talked with them.
You couldn't help but keep glancing at them.
You found it odd that you kept looking at them as if against your will.
You kind of dazed off, the sound of harty laughs and yells from everyone around you consuming you, staring blankly into space.
Apparently though you had been staring at the men.
After about five minutes you snapped out of it, horror taking over you as you saw the darker haired man looking at you, his eyes furrowed ever so slightly as he watched you.
He glanced at a man with long curly brown hair with a thick beard (No one hanging down...you know what I mean XD) and saying something you couldn't hear before getting to his feet, you eyes quickly averted to the wooden counter in front of you, fiddling with your beer anxiously before chugging almost the whole beer down.
For some reason it made you really anxious when strangers would start heading in your direction, while looking at you.
Thankfully, though this never happened almost at all.
The dark haired man approached you at a fairly quick pace, making his way through the drunks.
Once he got to you, he leaned against the counter near you.
"Can'I sit?" He questioned in a fairly thick accent.
"It's not my chair...so not my rules..." You say, mentally slapping yourself.
You may or may not just gotten a bigger buzz from chugging nearly a full beer.
He gave a small laugh and took a seat.
"I'm Murphy by tha way" He said, putting out his hand.
"y-y/n" You say, glancing down at his hand for a second.
For some reason with strangers you where a lost cause pretty much...which kind of explained you so few friends.
After a second, you took his hand, shaking it for a split second before letting go.
You had almost anxiety about shaking someone's hand for too long.
"Ya alright?" He questions seeing you glance around.
"Yeah are you?" You asked, the words slipping off your lips before you could stop them.
"Um-I'm alright" He said with a small smirky smile
"Can I buy ya a drink?" He questioned, glancing at your empty beer bottle.
"I'm okay." You say, trying to get a hold of your buzz as it was.
"How'bout a smoke?" He asked, taking out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter
"Yeah sure" You say. Taking one of the smokes, he offers you.
"Thanks" You say, putting it in your mouth and lights it for you.
"no'problem" He says, lighting one for himself as well.
You guys talked for a bit and you soon found out the other man was his twin and named Connor.
"So tell me y/n, what are ya doin' here in a place full of drunk Irish men?" He questioned, taking a sip of his beer.
"You know by saying that you're calling yourself that as well." You say with a small laugh.
Murphy thought about it for a second before nodding his head to the side slightly.
"Point." He said with a small laugh.
He kept offering you drinks but you would mostly decline accepting a beer only once in a while.
You enjoyed talking with him, you did your best just to mostly keep it friendly, you weren't looking for a relationship nor a one night stand.
"So where do you work?" You questioned, taking a small sip of your beer.
"At a meat'packing plant." He told you and you nodded.
"And what'bout you?" He asked.
"A general store about twenty minutes away from here by foot." You tell him.
"So yer tellin' me that a beautiful young woman like yerself workin' in a cheap general'store?" He questioned in almost disbelieve.
You could not help but smile slightly at his remark.
"where else would I be working? And I wouldn't exactly say I'm beautiful." You say.
"y/n ya got so many different'jobs ya could be doin', and ya really are beautiful. " he says, giving you a small smile.
"I don't know, its an alright job." You tell him, trying to keep it friendly.
"Y/n no one like your 'self should have ta work at a fuckin' general store." He stated.
"Well where should a 'person like myself' be working?" You questioned, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Ya could work as a police'officer, lawyer, run yer own business. Yer smart y/n, ya got a lot of good value lass." He said and you couldn't help but smile at his comment.
"Its flattering that you think that but I don't think that's in the cards to be honest" you tell him truthfully.
You could hear him sigh ever so slightly.
"It could if ya wanted to though, ya know that right lass?" He questioned.
"Sure Murphy, sure" You say with a small smile.
"Ya wanna get outta here?" You questioned as he finished his drink.
"I'm not looking for a relationship or a one night stand Murphy, you know that right?" You questioned and you couldn't help but feel ever so slightly bad about the possibility that he did like you that way.
"Alright, common." He says, standing up and holding out his arm for you to take.
You chug the rest of your beer down quickly and take his hand.
He pulled you into his side, putting his arm around you as your arm wrapped around his lower back under his coat.
You guys walked over to his brother and the other you learned to be 'raccoo'
Murphy nearly wacked his brother on accident, meaning to just tap him to get his attention.
"Aye!" Connor said turning to look at his brother and you.
"Who's this?" He questioned, putting a lit cigarette into his mouth.
"This heres y/n, we're takin' off, don't get to drunk that ya gotta stay here'again alright?" Murphy said and Connor laughed slightly
"Alright, ya be safe" He said to both of you and you guys left.
You headed out of the building with him, the cold night air meeting your face and lightish coat
(The heaviest that you had)
Making you subconsciously move closer into Murphy's embrace.
"Where do ya wanna go?" He questioned, looking down to you.
"We can go back to my place" You say and quickly add, "But no like that" you clarified and you could hear him laugh slightly.
"Alright, where do ya live?" he questioned and you guided him back to your house.
When you got to your front porch, you where practically wearing his coat as well.
You detached and you unlocked your door and let him inside, you following soon after him.
"Make yourself at home," You say and he takes a seat on your couch as you walk into the kitchen, soon going into your living room with two glasses.
"Here" You say, offering out one of them.
"Thanks" He says, taking the water from you and taking a couple sips.
You take a seat next to him, propping your legs up on the coffee table.
"Oh! Can I see yer art?" He questioned, remembering you saying that you liked to draw.
"A-are you sure? They aren't *that* great" You warn
"Yes! yes I wanna see!" He said practically like a child.
You couldn't help but laugh and smile slightly at his eagerness.
You ran into your bedroom for a short second, soon arriving with a notebook in your hands.
You sit on the couch next to him, giving him the notebook and he opens it.
You subconsciously rest your head on his shoulder as he goes to the first page.
"Holy shit y/n this'is really fuckin' good!" He saying, scanning the page as if he was memorizing every detail of the picture.
It was a fox that was walking made with a black inked pen with random but nice desiznes, his tail turned into black birds that flew behind it.
"Thanks" You say smiling brightly.
Every time he flipped the page, he would pretty much gasp at how amazing the next picture was to him.
Once he finished the entire book, he talked about how good of an artist you where and thought that you should totally make art your carrier since you liked doing it so much.
You kissed his cheek and hugged him, his arms wrapped around you tightly in a nice hug.
You guys stayed like that for a moment before departing.
You people sat and cuddled while you people talked, a movie playing quietly in the background.
You guys where lying on the couch, talking quietly.
"No, you did NOT get stuck on a swing set because there was a mouse on the ground near you" You laughed.
"I did, don't like ta admit it but I did" He laughed shamefully
"Oh my god" You laughed "your pretty cute Murph" You laugh.
"Yer pretty cute your'self" He said with a smirky smile and you couldn't help a tiny jumpy feeling in your stomach.
You guys smiled at each other quietly for a moment, your arm was laying across his neck loosely, his around your lower back.
You felt you should stop this, worried you might do something you would regret.
You sucked at committed relationships and felt guilty with one nightstands, people where *not* your strong point.
"I hate you..." You muttered quietly.
He furrowed his eyes, a smirky laugh like expression across his face.
"And what's that supposed ta mean?" he questioned quietly.
"I like you and I just—urrrrgghhh" You said, squinting at him in a playful glare.
"Ya love me and ya know it" He said in a playful cocky voice.
"shhh" You say, you finger moving lightly across his lips.
You locked your eyes with his blue ones of a second.
"Fuck" You say before kissing his lips in a quick motion.
He instantly responded to the kiss, both of you melting into it.
His hand moved to your hips as you turned both of you over so you where laying on him, kissing him a bit deeper, your tongue not leaving your lips though.
You broke the kiss a second later and looked at him for a second.
His tongue moved between in lips slightly just enough to lick his lips slightly.
You gave off a short breath before connecting your lips again, this time your mouth parted slightly along with his.
Your tongues moved in harmony.
You could taste the smoke and alcohol in his mouth.
You guys kissed for a while longer before breaking apart again.
"Are you sure yer alright with this?" He questioned.
You didn't say anything, just nodded.
"This ain't the alcohol talking right? I'm talkin' to y/n?" He questioned and you couldn't help but smile at his concern.
"Yes, you are talking with y/n" You say.
"Okay how many fingers am I holding'up then?" He asked, holding up one of his hands and changing the numbers fairly fast.
"Dick" You laugh and he stops and grins at you.
You leaned down again and he kissed your lips again, moving to your cheek and down to your neck
You let him kiss sloppily down your neck before shifting so you where sitting on him instead and leaned down and kissed his lips, your legs on either side of him as your hands moved up to play with his hair, running your fingers softly through his hair.
He brought his hands up softly to your shoulders, pushing you off his lips slightly.
"y/n your exhausted." He said.
"Am not" you say, holding back a yawn.
"common" he says, flipping you both over and getting up, picking you up bridal style before you could move and brought you back to your room, laying you down softly.
He took off your shoes, coat and your necklace and tucked you in almost like a child.
"Lay down." You say, patting down next to you.
He obliged and layed next to you after taking his shoes off as well and cuddled you in his arms.
Your shoved his coat off along with his belt, knowing it wouldn't be comfortable to sleep in,
"Take what you normally do off, make yourself comfortable." You say with a tiny yawn.
A moment later his soaks and shirt was off.
You cuddled into his embrace, his arm wrapping around your lower stomach, pulling your closer then you already where.
"You can't possibly like sleep in jeans Murph," You murmur into his bare chest.
"And you can't possibly like wearing skinny jeans, a bra or socks to bed. He murmurs.
"Your right I don't." You say with a small tired laugh.
"Then take it all off" He murmured tiredly as well.
"Only if you take your jeans off as well," You say as if it was a causal thing.
"Alright" He said with a tiny sigh and you both stripped of cloths.
He was only wearing underwear and you where wearing underwear and a shirt.
You both cuddled up again, you fell asleep to him softly stroking your hair, he fell asleep soon afterward. You woke up to Murphy already awake,
"Aye, mornin' "he murmured and you smiled, your eyes still closed.
"Hey" You say, still pretty tired.
"Sleep well?" He questioned his voice gruff from sleep.
"Pretty well and you?" You questioned, turning over in his embrace, your back pressed up to his chest.
"Pretty good, have a small headache thought," He tells you honestly.
"Same" You say, opening your eyes.
"Stay right here" He says and gets up, slipping on his jeans on his way out.
He came back moments later with two glasses of water, handing you one when you sit up.
"Thanks" you say, giving him a smile.
"Yer welcome" He said, taking a sip of his,
Once you put your drink down on your nightstand you held out your arms to Murphy who put his glass down and climbed onto you and hugging you, kissing your lips softly.
"Will we be seeing each other again?" you questioned.
"Definitely." He said, kissing your nose quickly.
You guys talked for a while before he had to leave for work.
You guys had actually gotten into a relationship after a couple weeks.
You got to know Connor better too and really enjoyed him as well.
You saw them often; sometimes they would drop by and say hi while you were at work, which was nice.
Everything worked out nicely; you actually got into a nice committed relationship that you felt comfortable in, things had definitely changed for the better.