One shots!

NoochZahHutt

I feel like it k bye.

[Slight trigger warning] Slight hint towards Cutting. Very very slight though.

No one's POV

Brandon was walking home from school, how ever he decided to take a different rout. It was the last month of school and Brandon felt adventurous. The sun was over head and the weather was warn but not too warm. It was perfect.

Brandon took a trail through the woods. Sun light filtering through the lush green leaves making little patches on the rich soil in which many colorful flowers sprouted from. 'Geeze Rob would love it here.' Brandon though to him self.

The Brunet took many turns around the path enjoying him self. The birds were singing loud and clear and there was the occasional chipmunk and squirrel in the trees.

Suddenly the world around him went quite. The soft breeze stopped blowing and the birds hushed. Brandon froze and he felt the feeling of being followed.

One...

Two...

Three!

A voice shouted. Brandon felt something heavily land on his back making him fall forward. "Mat you ass get off me." Brandon laughed. "You scared me so bad." Brandon was laughing. "You should have seen you're face holy shit." Mat was laughing un controllably and rolling around in the dirt effectively getting the dust on his sweat shirt.

"Mat. Why do you wear a sweat shirt all the time. I would have a fudging stroke." Brandon laughed. Mat stopped laughing. His face fell for a moment and then he smiled the smile he always wore. "I dunno." Mat said in the most stupid tone ever.

Brandon brushed it off and laughed. Mat picked Brandon up bridal style and said "you're coming over to my house no matter what." Brandon flailed his arms and kicked his legs to be annoying. "Hey! You're not five are you?" Mat laughed. "Maybe I am." Brandon grinned.

Mat stares into Brandon's beautiful hazel eyes. They were memorizing. Mat could look at them forever. Brandon coughs to grab Mat's attention. Mat snaps out of his trance and continues to walk home. The smell of freshly cut grass filling the area.

White puffy clouds were drifting through the sky as the breeze started to blow and the leaves on the trees started to rustle. Brandon looked at Mat's face. Every feature. The two different colored eyes, the jet black hair, the scarf he constantly wore. Even his lips. Mat's eyes were like that from birth. One eye was Hazel and the other a darker shade.

Some people called him a freak but Brandon just looked at it as another reason to love him. But Brandon knew Mat wouldn't ever like him back.

They walked up to a small yellow house with a white door. They walked in the door and the smell of cookies made Brandon's stomach growl a little. Mat laughed and said "I expected you to be hungry after school." "Who wouldn't be." Brandon fake punched him in the shoulder.

Mat then dropped Brandon. "Hey!" Brandon winced and rubs his elbow. Brandon walked over to the couch and sat down Mat joining him. They started to play video games, yelling at the screen, each other, and even door as it rang.

Soon it was midnight and Brandon was pretty tired. Mat was fine with having Brandon over for the night. Brandon who was tired and wasn't thinking straight started to curl up into Mat's chest. Mat wrapped his arms around the younger. Well by a few months. (Yes I know Mat is like freaking 21 and Brandon is 19 shut it.)

Brandon then realized what he did. "I-I'm sorry." Brandon looked at Mat shyly. Mat shook his head. He smiled and put his lips on Brandon's. Brandon kissed back with out a moment's hesitation.

Brandon couldn't explain the feeling he felt as they kissed. Mat was in pure bliss finally being able to kiss the love of his life. At that moment everything felt right and everything was perfect.

Sadly humans needed air and they had to break the kiss. Mat sighed and held Brandon tightly. Mat has had a crush on him since fourth grade a year after their friendship began. The year after Mat moved from Canada to California.

In 8th grade people began to bully Mat for his sexuality how ever Brandon was always there for him. If it weren't for Brandon, Mat wouldn't had lasted the year.

Over the years Mat's feelings for Brandon had grown. Soon Mat longed to have Brandon in his arms or to kiss the others forehead.

Now Mat's dream had come true. Brandon was asleep on Mat's chest. Mat carried Brandon to his bed and let him there. He pulled the sheets over the both of them and turned off the light.

Now the room was dark, the only light was coming from the stars and the moon. Mat had his arms wrapped around Brandon and pulled him closer. "Why do you have to be so adorable." Mat whispered.

Slowly he drifted off to sleep timing hit breathing with him. Tomorrow was to be a whole new adventure.