I know this one is short, but it works better as a stand-alone. By which I mean nothing I've written so far really fits well with it.
Warning: Implied sex.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note!
Insects
When they had survived the Kira incident and every day seemed beautiful, Matt gave Mello a birthday present. They would go to the lake for summer. The water was full of natural minerals, he said, that would be good for Mello's burns. They could have a little cabin right on the water, with its own pier. They could swim together, eat together. Sleep together, he said, raising his eyebrows suggestively. They could remember that there was something more to life than surveillance cameras and guns.
Mello had scoffed at him. Mello often did. But come August, they were camped on the little strip of beach with matching towels. Mello investigated the water. He splashed some at Matt, as if it was possible for him to actually have fun. He smiled, for real, no hint of a smirk about his mouth. When night fell, they lay together on their bed, bathed in the moonlight spilling in from the glass patio doors. Mello's touches were soft when he pushed Matt down, and his kisses were gentle. They removed their clothing.
When they were finished, and lying in each other's arms, they looked out together to see the fireflies dancing over the water like stars.
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