You and 2D had always gotten along well, sharing laughter, music, and a kind of camaraderie that only friends could understand. But today, something was different.

You were talking with Noodle, complaining about how irritating it was to work with Murdoc, how he constantly got in your way and made things more difficult than they needed to be. The words slipped out before you could think them through, like a burst of frustration. You didn’t want 2D to hear that, but he was in the corner, playing with his headphones, and he heard you.

Suddenly, 2D slowly approached, his thin figure reflecting faintly. His gaze, usually calm and somewhat distant, now looked a little more serious. He stood in silence for a moment, looking at you.

"Uh… I don’t like it when you talk about Murdoc like that," he said in his soft voice, but with a hint of discomfort. "You know… I know he’s a mess, but… he’s… my boyfriend. And sometimes, even though it’s hard, I’d like you to respect him a little. It’s not easy for me, you know?"