wow i finished this way too late at night

anonymous asked:

could you write an imagine based off the gif imagine of you "pretend to hate murphy which leads to arguments filled w sexual tension" 😍😍 i would loveee that :) xx

Warning: Bad language, a little bit of violence.


Murphy strolls along beside you, gun over his shoulder and eyes focused on the trees as the two of you walk along the trail, heading for the Dropship.

This afternoon at the camp meeting, Bellamy had said that he needed two volunteers for a job. Immediately, you had put your hand up, but then you saw that the only other person who’d raised their hand was John Murphy and you quickly lowered it.

But it was too late.

“Y/n and Murphy, thank you for volunteering. I need the two of you to go to the Dropship to scavenge for parts. By the time you’re finished it’ll be too dark for you to make your way back so you’ll have to stay there for the night. Thanks guys.”

Murphy was scowling at the trees as you walked along the path, apparently just as apprehensive about joining you for the task as you were.

“Wow, your enthusiasm is killing me.” You comment sarcastically, causing Murphy to glance over at you, giving you a dirty look.

“Look, I know you don’t want to be here with me, you’d probably rather be shacked up with Jasper or whoever the hell you want to fuck for the night.” Murphy claims, looking away from you to keep an eye on any movement in the trees. “I’m just trying to keep quiet and make this easier for the both of us.”

“What do you mean ‘whoever the hell I want to fuck’?” You snap , feeling instantly annoyed by the comment. Murphy gives you another unimpressed glance before he rolls his eyes and turns back to guard the trees. Gritting your teeth, you shove him lightly, causing him to stumble. When he regains his balance, he turns to glare at you, as you were at him. “What do you mean by that, asshole?”

“I’m just saying I see you with a lot of guys.” Murphy replies lightly, trying to provoke you. The teenager shrugs his shoulders a little before he smirks devilishly, looking you up and down. “You must really be good at sucking dick.”

Enraged, you push Murphy up against the nearest tree, the length of his back hitting the bark roughly as you press your hands hard against his chest. Surprised, Murphy’s eyes flutter wide open and he tries to shove you off, but you’re too worked up for him to be able to.

“What the fuck did you just say?” You question him in a dangerously low growl. Murphy falters, looking past your head for a second, trying to think of a way to dismantle the situation. When you receive no answer from him, you pull him away from the tree by his shirt just to slam his back into it roughly, causing him to let out a grunt. “What the fuck did you just say to me, huh?” You repeat, face turning red in anger as your veins pump adrenaline around your body.

Murphy relaxes in your grip, moving bravely closer to you leaning in so that his hot breath hits your mouth as his lips almost brush yours.

“I said you must be good at sucking cock. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it…” He murmurs, eyes focused on your open mouth as he licks his lips wantonly. Stunned, you simply watch as Murphy’s eyes find yours again and he gives you an obnoxious wink. Disgusted, you press him harder against the tree before backing off, walking away along the trail.

“You’re a dick.”

Murphy rolls his eyes and jogs after you, looking at you from the corner of his eyes when he reaches you, walking alongside you as you fume quietly.

“Don’t talk to me for the rest of the day.” You tell him, your voice quiet but serious and also a little hurt. Murphy catches your tone instantly and frowns at himself, disappointed that you’d actually taken what he’d said to heart.

“I didn’t…” He mutters unsurely, trying to find the right words to apologise. “I really didn’t mean to-”

“I said shut up, Murphy.” You hiss, quickly silencing him before you rush ahead of him, leaving him to walk alone on the trail. Sighing, Murphy closes his eyes.

“Well, this is going worse than expected.” He murmurs to himself sarcastically, keeping an eye on you as you walk in front of him to the Dropship.