Matt woke up because of the stormy weather that day. The day that would send him spiralling into a black pit of alcoholism and cigarette addiction, but we're getting ahead of ourselves aren't we? Let's start at the beginning...
The Beginning (of the beginning)
"H-hey N-near, h-happy V-valentines D-day," Matt stammered, blushing redder than his unrealistically red hair, as he handed Near a bar of chocolate covered marshmallow.
Near looked slightly shocked as he took the candy from Matt, "thank you Matt," and he quickly pressed his lips to Matts cheek before he could change his mind.
Matt gasped and he whirled Near around, "why did you do that?!"
"I was under the impression that when someone likes someone else, they kiss..."
"You like me?!"
Near was silent as he looked down at the ground.
"Near?"
"...yes," Nears voice was barely a whisper as he confessed.
"I like you too!" Matt threw his arms around Near.
Near stiffened.
"Near what's wrong?" Matt inquired, worried he'd done something wrong.
"N-nothing, I am merely unaccustomed to being embraced."
"You talk really weird, y'know, you sound like a textbook... if textbooks could talk..."
"I apologize?"
Matt laughed, "it's okay, I like the way you talk. So do you wanna go play video games or something?"
"Does it require moving?"
"Ummm, a little."
"Alright."
The two boys played video games until Near fell asleep. Matt didn't feel like carrying Near all the way to his room, so Matt put Near in his bed and lay down next to him. Near dreamed of running away from the brunette demon whispering, 'I'm coming for you,'with Matt. Matt dreamed of saving Near from a certain blonde dragon and their dreams would entangled themselves in each other, becoming inseparable, until even chocoholics and men with god complexes couldn't separate them. But then again, those were only dreams.