The 100 Preferences and Imagines

August 3, 2015
All credit to: egerston on tumblr
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Murphy x Reader
Modern!AU
Mattress Store Adventures
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Murphy was always weird about PDA. He was a sarcastic and witty ass, but he would never blatantly do anything even remotely affectionate in public. It was too personal in his opinion. Which is why everyone was surprised when you got together with him. Of course you two had been together for a year or so, but everyone was still surprised. You were so loving and clingy. You loved PDA, you thought it showed that you cared. Sometimes if you were lucky, Murphy would let you hold his hand in the grocery store, but that didn't mean he liked it. He put up with it for you.
Sitting on the couch of your one room apartment, you sat reading while Murphy was watching the Discovery channel. You looked up from your book and stared at him, watching his facial features, so concentrated.
Murphy suddenly turned to look at you, making you jump. "Is there a reason you're staring at me?"
You bit your lip. Excuses. You had to make up excuses. then you just shrugged to yourself and half assed the answer. "Let's go out."
A smirk formed on his face. "If you're asking now, what have we been doing the past year?"
Rolling your eyes, you sat down your book and scooted closer to him. You linked your arm with his and smiled at him. "You know what I mean. Let's go do something. Anything."
His face didn't seem convinced of much and seemed to want to just stay in his spot and keep watching the stupid Discovery logging show. Thankfully, a commercial came up that caught your attention. Yes, strange, but it was perfect.
You perked up and caught Murphy's attention. He looked at the screen more intently and he shook his head at the commercial. "No."
You grinned. "Yes."
"Not happening."
"Why not?"
"Just no, end of discussion."
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Unfortunately for him, 30 minutes later you and Murphy were standing in front of the one of many places he didn't want to be at: Mattress King.
He didn't get why you wanted to be here and neither did you. You forced him to come anyway. Taking his hand, you dragged him inside. His fingers were stiff in yours and you knew he was uncomfortable with the contact. Sighing, you let go and walked ahead of him.
Multiple workers asked if you needed help and you nicely declined all offers. You weren't really sure where Murphy was at this point really and honestly, you partly didn't care. You loved him so much, but his constant rejection bothered you. You shouldn't have to fight for affection, you're dating!
"Hey, I've been looking everywhere for you!"
You opened your eyes and sat yourself up on your elbows. The mattress you were on was too soft though and it was difficult to sit up comfortably. Your eyes made contact with a pair you recognized all too well and you groaned. You lied back down again and shut your eyes. "Sorry for the inconvenience."
The mattress sunk and you knew Murphy was sitting next to you. "What's your deal?"
"Nothing. Just that my boyfriend only wants to be my boyfriend in private," you mumbled.
The bed shifted slightly. "What the hell are you talking about?"
You stayed silent. A hand came down on your arm, tightly holding it. "Look at me and talk to me."
Your eyes opened and you looked at him with a sad smile. "You only touch me when you want something."
I frown appeared on his face. "Is this about that PDA shit?"
You sighed and sat up, shaking his hand off you. "It's not 'shit' to me, Murphy."
"Y/N, why is this a big deal?"
You sighed and looked down. "It isn't, forget I said anything."
"No."
"Why are you so damn stubborn?"
"I'm only being stubborn because I care."
Looking into his eyes, you sighed slightly. He really wanted to know what was up. "I just want to be a couple everywhere. Not just in private. I want people to know we're dating, not just good friends that go to dinner together."
He stared at you intently before surprising you. Murphy took your face in his hands and closed the space between your lips. Your eyes widened, but soon you melted into it. Wrapping your arms around his neck, your eyes slowly shut. This was actually happening. Murphy actually initiated this. He made the first move.
Once his tongue tried to ask for an entrance though, you denied and pulled away. By this time, Murphy was basically on top of you with his hands on your hips while your fingers were buried in his hair.
Murphy stared at you confused. "Why'd you pull away?"
You blushed and whispered, "Murphy, we're in public."
"I thought that was the point." With that, he pulled your lips together again in a hungry frenzy.
Long story short, you two were guided out of the store by a worker