Inquisitormaster One shots (fluff/smut/ angst)

💐Being alive (Liaxx)💐

Ships:Jaxx x Light
Genre:Fluff and slight angst
Word count:2335
Warnings: None
Description: Light has been unlucky in love and come out the other side jaded. Jaxx is there to show him it's not all bad.

"Why won't you come out with me tonight?" Jaxx pleaded, puppy eyes employed in all their shining glory. "It's been months since he-who-shall-not-be-named and I've barely seen you leave this apartment."

"I leave!!" Light wailed, indignant.

"Food and work don't count and you know that."

Light huffed as he pulled his knees back to his chest. What was so wrong if he wanted to stay right here on the couch? Not everyone wanted to spend every Saturday night getting lost in the crowds and neon lights.

Light buried his face in his arms, not wanting to face Jaxx's knowing look. Then he felt the couch cushion just past his feet dip, as if his friend was reading his mind.

"I'm not asking you to go out every weekend. But once in a while wouldn't hurt you, you know. You can't spend all of your days holed up here forever." And then the soft tone was gone from his voice, replaced by something a little more suggestive. "And who knows, you might meet someone to take your mind off that no good what's-his-face."

Lifting his head to meet Jaxx wise smirk, Light rolled his eyes.

"What if I don't want to meet anyone? It never leads anywhere but hurt."

Jaxx frowned, tilting his head to the side as a question.

Light inhaled deeply, as if pondering whether or not to let loose all the thoughts swirling through his mind. "People just get too close and then they can cut you too deep when they decide you're not worth it anymore. When you need too much. When you're not what they're looking for. They waltz into your life and they get too close and they tell you pretty words just to put you through hell. They tell you that they want you to share your life with them and when you do they pull it apart. And then you're left with a giant gaping hole in your life that's shaped just like them and you can't help but wonder what you did before them and how the hell you go back to being a full person without them. Because they made a home here and you got used to the way you'd wake up in the middle of the night freezing because all the covers had been stolen, but it was always okay because you'd just pull them closer until the sun woke you up. And now you wake up too hot in the wee hours of the morning because there's no one on the other side of the bed to steal your covers. And what kind of twisted person makes you miss that. And there's no one here to eat your cereal or sit in your chair. And you'd made so much room in your life for them and now they're gone and all that's left is an emptiness that threatens to swallow you whole."

It wasn't until a hand came up to softly wipe his cheek that Light even realized he'd been crying. His breath was coming out ragged and he hadn't let himself feel this much since his ex had packed up and left him with only a post-it note on the fridge. A too-small apartment in the city full of memories and a post-it note. That's all Jaxx had to show after four years. He'd even taken the dog.

Through blurry, tear-filled eyes, he tried his best to hold Jaxx's gaze. He pressed his mouth into a firm line, trying to reel his emotions back in. To glue himself together like he had been doing for the last few months. But he heard himself take one sniffling breath and everything came tumbling down, tears falling hot and fast against his cheeks, leaving a salty taste on his lips as he gasped for air between sobs.

Jaxx didn't waste a single second pulling Light against his chest, both of their arms flying around the other in a blur. Jaxx's hands quickly found a home, patting Light's hair and making small circles on his back. Jaxx just let Light cling to him and cry until his breathing began to even out.