Request - Drabble John Murphy

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You both knew that this bunker, this house, wasn't yours. You both knew that sooner or later you would be out of food, out of water, out of something.

But today was not that day.

Today the two of you were just laying on the couch, his head in your lap, your hands going through his hair. The table was filled with food and the two of you had found a couple of movies which you were watching over and over again.

"Do you think we could have had something like this on the arch?" You looked at Murphy and he shrugged his shoulders, frowning his eyebrows for a short moment.

"We wouldn't have had all of this..." Murphy pushed himself up a little bit and his lips touched yours.

"We would still have each other." You kissed him back and his hands opened the buttons of your shirt.

"Yeah, but I like having you and all of this better." He smiled and you smiled back at him, your hand moving over his stomach, into his jeans.

"What do you think about making it even better?" You whispered and you saw how Murphy grinned.

"I'm not gonna complain about that."

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