A/N: Just A Short One-Shot Staring My Favorite Bohemians. As Alwayz Please R&R! ^.^

Warnings: Mentions slash

Summary: He always thought he wanted to be alone. Now that he was, he hated every minute of it.

It was quiet. He hated quiet. He missed the guitar chords, the laughter, his old life. She sucked all that was fun right out of their lives.

No, that's selfish.

Truth is, only he wasn't having any fun. His whole life was in pieces all around him and he was missing the main piece of the puzzle. He was all alone and he hated it.

He. Had. No one.

Collins was offered his job back at M.I.T., Joann and Maureen moved to California for reasons still unclear, and Roger was god knows where with Mimi.

He missed him so much. Roger was the reason he pulled himself out of bed in the morning and why his sanity was still intact. Was is the key word, though. Now he had no reason to, for lack of a better word, live. He would never admit it but he loved Roger. And not like a brother, like a lover. He smacked himself mentally everyday for not telling him. If he told him…maybe things would be better. Hell, they've been friends since preschool. They grew up next door to each other so that had to count for something, right?

He walked down Avenue B from his latest job. It was small time photography but it was money. He contemplated whether he should go home or not. It's not like it mattered, it would be empty. He had to face the fact that Roger was gone and he wasn't coming back. He opened the front door and walked up the flights of stairs to his empty loft. When he reached his landing he swore he could hear faint guitar playing. He shook his head, figuring he was just imagining things. However, the closer he got to his door the louder the music became.

"Am I going crazy?" He asked himself. He unlocked the door, pulled it open and became frozen in place. Sitting on the floor against the back of the couch sat Roger playing his guitar. Roger looked up and saw Mark standing there. He quickly put his guitar down, stood up, and ran over to Mark. They embraced lovingly.

"Mark, you have no idea how much I've missed you. I kicked myself everyday for not telling you." Roger spoke in a soft tone that made Mark almost melt.

"Tell me what?" Mark asked, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Roger placed a soft, callused hand on Mark's cheek and brought his face close.

"That I'm a giant idiot." Roger spoke as he closed the gap and brought his lips onto Mark's. It wasn't sloppy. Actually, it was the opposite. There was so much love in that one kiss. Once they broke apart, Roger was the first to speak.

"Mark, I've loved you for as long as I can remember. While I was gone I just realized how much I really needed you, so I broke things off with Mimi and headed home." Mark looked like a kid on Christmas, or in Mark's case, Hanukkah, and had gotten the best present ever. Mark was speechless. All he could do was latch onto Roger.

"I love you, too."

A/N: Okayz, I Hoped You Guyz Liked This Corny Fic. Please Review So I Know What You Guyz Think! ^.^

~Bibi