High Five

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We hurried back to his apartment and found Matt there, safe and sound. He played his video games while Mello and I watched the news coverage until my eyes started to close and my head dropped onto Mello's shoulder. He gently removed it and left the room, asking Matt to go with him. I became wide awake when I heard them talking about me.

"Matt, why is she doing this, why is she so protective of me? I don't deserve for her to even give a shit."

"Seriously, Mello? You really don't know?"

No, Matt couldn't know, he wouldn't tell him, would he?

"Know what?"

"God, Mello, even you can't be this stupid," Matt said in disbelief.

"You don't have to insult me!"

"Ok sorry, but Mello, for fuck's sake, she's in love with you."

No, whyyy?

There was complete silence and my heart clenched imagining what he was thinking, or what disgusted face he might be making.

"You think she's in love... with me?"

"I don't think it, I know it."

"Did she tell you?"

"She doesn't need to. Her eyes literally sparkle whenever she talks to you, or whenever you're mentioned."

"But she's..."

My heart stopped beating as I waited for him to finish his sentence. For a second I thought Kira had got me. If Mello rejected me, then I hoped Kira would get me. He didn't continue though, it was Matt who broke the silence.

"She's lovely," He said. "You should talk to her about it. You like her too, right?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I do," He finally spoke.

"So go tell her and let me go back to my game."

He came back in and saw I was awake. He walked over and sat beside me.

"Hey, how are you doing?" He asked.

"Good. But I do better when you're here," I smiled shyly. "Mello, I - I heard what you were and Matt were saying. It's true, I love you."

His smile was the best thing I'd ever seen.

"I love you too," He pulled me into a hug.

"I can feel your boobs" He commented as he squished me tight against him.

"Pervert, at least kiss me!"

I started laughing but his mouth covering mine soon shut me up, and we made out for what felt like hours.


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