Chapter 1
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I Would Do Anything
Warnings: yaoi, religious references, violence, and cursing!
Fuzzy Delivery
Matt POV
It's been two months since I proposed to Mello. Less than two weeks after that Mello insisted that I move in. Now I have a legal job that I spend most of my time playing World of Warcraft during. Of course B purposefully crashes his computer just to mess with me at least twice a day. Sometimes he even asks me to get him some water on my way there the jerk… I get Mello's point about him being a cool older brother now though. Other than that I honestly have very little to do since I updated all their technology. I'm also lucky enough to have a hot blonde fiancé who brings me lunches and a peck on the cheek every lunch break. Yup life is good. Mostly anyway.
While life with Mello is great what with the food and conversations and "adult cuddling" he can be a pain. Sure he's too adorable for words when he curls in a ball and lays his cheek on my chest to sleep; but the fact that he wakes up at the slightest noise can get a bit annoying. Honestly I just have to breathe too loudly and he's up and alert like a ninja. He also insists on vacuuming up non-existent dust while I'm trying to play my games. Plus, while I try to be understanding, having him come home from church on a Wednesday with ash smeared on his forehead or on Sunday with a palm frond holy-origamied into a cross is kinda weird. Plus he gave up TV and movies during Lent and puppy-eyed me into not watching them with him around. Thankfully he said games don't count. He also has triggers like if I use his shampoo or leave my clothes on the bathroom floor.
He voluntarily does the laundry and looks pained when he sees my novelty t-shirts. My "I am nobody, therefore I am perfect" Hannah Montana joke one in particular causes him to look physically pained washing it. He is a fan of my "I don't need to 'Get a life'. I'm a gamer; I have many lives." one though.
The one thing out of all our quirks that lead to mini-fights then cuddles that hasn't been resolved is the telling of our friends. Yeah we've been engaged for two months and not even B knows. Yesterday he and I got in a fight and he volunteered to sleep on the couch. When I got up he had gone to work on his own. I sighed and saved the game then went to get some water. Why is he being so stubborn about waiting to tell them? Shaking my head I returned to my office (the monitor room) only to see The Fuzz with a mailman cap and a mini-canvas purse sitting next to my keyboard. The cap looked like it was made of old jeans and had "Fuzzy Delivery" stitched onto the front. It was obvious Mello had put a lot of care into making it. I opened the purse and saw an envelope inside. It had my name as the address and Mello's as the sender. In the corner Mello had drawn a stamp with a smiling cartoon heart. I opened it and read the letter.
Matt,
I'm sorry I haven't told them but the truth is that I was scared. I can't take people I love/like rejecting me. You know how badly I cling to connections like that. I don't know if you noticed the past tense or not but I want to tell them now. Meet me in the break room at 2:30. I'll gather them for the announcement. Ljubim te always,
Mello
I glanced at the clock and saw it was 2:25. I quickly got up and rushed to the break room with butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Metulj, I remember Mello saying meant butterfly. His favorite song was Metulj by Saša Lendero. I shook my head to clear my thoughts just as Mello walked in, followed by pretty much everyone in the office. It was rather cramped which didn't help my nervousness.
He cleared his throat and took my hand. "Everyone, Matt and I have an announcement." He looked at me then removed the ring from where it was resting on a thin silver chain around his neck and put it on his finger. "We're engaged." There was a beat of silence then a high-pitched squeal was emitted from somewhere in the back of the room.
"Ooh, ooh I'll plan the wedding!" Misa squealed.
Oh Hello no! I thought and paled.
"Actually, Misa, we already have a planner. My friend Linda is coming from New York to help." I couldn't see her but I could sense Misa's pout.
B cleared his throat loudly. "Well I for one think this deserves a celebration. Forty Seconds anyone?"
There were murmurs of agreement and I looked at Mello in confusion. "It's the good club" he explained.
I gnawed on my lip then smiled. "Forty Seconds it is."
*NOTES*
I have been informed my author's notes were disruptive so I purposefully included things that would require an explanation/link to show off my new system:
"come home from church on a Wednesday with ash smeared on his forehead or on Sunday with a palm frond holy-origamied into a cross" Ash Wednesday and Palm Sunday are both part of the Easter Season. On Ash Wednesday people get blessed with ash in the shape of a cross on their foreheads (picture on my links/pictures site) and on Palm Sunday they are given a palm frond they fold into the shape of the cross (picture on my links/picture site) forgive the "origamied" I was trying to portray it from the point of view of someone who had no idea what was going on.
"My "I am nobody, therefore I am perfect" Hannah Montana joke one in particular causes him to look physically pained" thanks to Holli-chan for the idea she inadvertently gave me a while ago for this with permission.It's based on the title of a Hannah Montana song Nobody's Perfect.We're not fans; it's poking fun at her.
"Metulj by Saša Lendero" (link to a video on my link/pictures site) She is totally on my iPod by the way. And that's right you Europeans I know Eurovision exists now. *evil face* It's on my to-do list to learn the Flash Dance.
*ADDITIONAL NOTES*
If you have ever been to New York City in America especially if you have been to Ellis Island PLEASE CONTACT ME! I need all the help I can get for an upcoming chapter.
I also have been informed I have a lot of run-on sentences. Please bear with me while I do my best to work on that.