Imagine murdoc with an s\o who loves going out for rides & starts smiling really wide and laughing when he starts driving like he dose in the 19-2000 video?
(Set in phase 1 where 19-2000 was awesomesauce. It still is, but ya know. I’m currently listening to Shut up and drive by Rihanna while writing this…..)
You were at your flat for once. Usually, you always hung out a Kong’s but Murdoc insisted on seeing where you lived and in fact, he had also insisted on staying the night. Of course, you had agreed to that and after a night, with very little sleep, you hadn’t guessed that he would’ve spent the morning snooping around.
You grumbled as he woke you up by sticking something in your face, sounding excited. Groggily, you opened your eyes and moaned in complaint as you couldn’t focus on something so close to your eyes.
“What’s this?” Murdoc repeated, pulling the magazine away so you could see it properly. On the cover was a very nice car, a yellow lamborghini.
You sat up as it dawned on you, narrowing your eyes at him, “Have you been going through my things?”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, but what is this?” Murdoc tried again and crawled onto your legs so you couldn’t move, “You like cars?”
“Yeah, I do,” you mumbled, pushing yourself to sit and leaning in for a kiss. Murdoc grimaced after and you raised a brow.
“You have morning breath,” he replied but still leaned in for another kiss, making it long and lingering. You cupped his face, feeling the light stubbles and grinned.
“I might have morning breath but it didn’t seem to stop you,” you replied as you threw yourself into the mattress again. Murdoc crawled on top of you.
“Shut it and tell me more about your car obsession, you one of those babes? The ones with a checkered flag at the finish line?” Murdoc asked as he leaned down to give you another good-morning kiss.
“I wish I was one of those inside the cars,” you pouted, “But there’s no way I could afford a nice, expensive and fast car.”
“You haven’t seen my cars,” Murdoc hummed, nosing along your jaw.
You looked up at the ceiling, narrowing your eyes at that comment, “Cars? You’ve showed me the Winnebago.”
Murdoc snorted at that, kissing you below your ear, “You bet I did… but no, I’m talking about the Geep.”
“Yeah, you like fast rides, right?” Murdoc pulled away to look at you again, “I’ll give you a ride in it, if…”
“If you give me a ride now,” Murdoc said and laughed, causing you to slap his chest.
“Fuck off, Niccals.”
Not even a week later, you were driving in the Geep together and it was amazing, absolutely everything Murdoc had bragged it to be; fast and cool with its camouflage print. He didn’t let you drive it just yet and you had been miffed about it at first but when he finally pulled out onto the motorway, you regretted nothing at all. He was reckless and you were more turned on by him than ever.
Your hair was everywhere due to the wind and you were holding onto the side of the car as Murdoc was driving faster down the road. The noise of the car and the trees passing by was completely gone because the sound of your heart, beating fast and loud due to the adrenaline rush, blocked out every sound.
You turned your head to look at him, smiling widely but he was too focused on the road to notice you. To gain his attention, you stood up in the car and held onto the windscreen. You closed your eyes and smirked to yourself, knowing he was looking at you and your wild hair.
“Faster!” You exclaimed as you opened your eyes again, reaching up to run your fingers through your hair.
Murdoc raised a brow but smiled, “Speeding devil, huh? Don’t wanna crash, do you?”
“I couldn’t care less right now,” you grinned, sitting down again and leaned over to place a kiss on his cheek, “At least I’m crashing with you. Is that all the strength you have in those Cuban heels?”
Murdoc replied by hitting the speeder and the cars and trees passing by you, at even higher speed, made you almost dizzy. It was wonderful and you felt yourself starting to laugh at the feeling of the air in your face and your heartbeat.
You continued driving around for the rest of the day, and Murdoc even let you try out the car as well. Obviously, he had to proclaim once a minute that he never let anyone drive the Geep. It ended up with parking the car by a cliff, like in every rom-com, and you had told him to keep the boots on.