Fluff! Yay! See, I told you the Fax couldn't be stopped. : D

Disclaimer: Nope, I still do not own Maximum Ride.

Max was still laying on her side, facing the wall, feeling depressed, when the bedroom door opened slowly. Soft footsteps came towards the bed. Knowing who it was, she tensed up and closed her eyes.

"Hey."

"Go away, Fang."

"Max." Fang rested a hand on her hip, and she immediately moved so he was left holding air. He sighed. "Please talk to me."

"No," she said softly. "I was right. There is no you and me. There really never was."

This statement made Fang's heart drop, and he stood, motionless, staring at Max's back. Then he lowered himself onto the bed and pressed his front against her, draping an arm over her waist. She tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but he just held her tighter. He moved his head so he was speaking directly into her ear. "There will always," he murmured, the warm breath making her shiver, "be a you and me."

Max relaxed slightly in his arms, and Fang lightly stroked her stomach. After another moment like that, she turned so they were face to face. "Angel and Nudge told me the notes were fake."

"Then why are you still not talking to me?" he asked, confused, now rubbing the small of her back.

"I just… I've always been afraid, deep down, that…" She finished the sentence in a whisper.

"You've been afraid of what?"

"That you still had feelings for Lissa or Brigid." Max's eyes met Fang's for a split second, and then she looked down at the sheets.

"Max, look at me." She didn't, and with his free hand he tilted her chin up, forcing her to. "Max, they don't mean a thing to me. Never have. You… you're who matters. Nobody else."

"You were kind of all over Lissa… and flirting with Brigid…" she said quietly, biting her lip.

Fang sighed and moved a piece of hair out of Max's face. "When Lissa kissed me," he began, preparing to launch into a long description that was so outside of his norm, "I went with it at first, yeah, but that was because you seemed to have moved past kissing me at the beach, and I was trying to convince myself that I was past it, too. But…" He brushed the backs of his fingers across her cheek, watching her wide eyes. "I couldn't. I just… couldn't forget about how right it felt. And compared to that, kissing Lissa felt so, so wrong. I guess you left before this happened, but… I pushed her off. That was when I realized what you and I have is special. Because I couldn't get that amazing feeling from another girl."

Max was visibly fighting a big smile. "Really?"

"Yeah."

She forced herself to come down from Cloud 9 and ask, "What about Brigid?"

"She's a big pain in the ass," Fang said, a grin playing on his own lips.

Max giggled, then slapped a hand over her mouth, embarrassed. Fang smirked and moved it, kissing her fingers. "Don't worry. That was cute."

She interlaced their fingers and kissed him quickly, then reached down and pulled the covers over them. He pulled her close so they were pressed together, and she rested her head on his chest, then turned away quickly to sneeze into her elbow.

"Guess you're still--" Fang began in a teasing tone, but had to stop short when his nose tingled, and he sneezed, too. Max smirked and cuddled back against him, and he pressed his lips against the top of her head. Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, he whispered, "Max?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

Max lifted her face up lazily, leaving a little kiss on his cheek. "I love you too."

Mushy, gushy, gag-me, Faxy fluff. Gotta love it.

Aw, it's sweet. And now I'm half asleep, so I'll just wrap this up and post…

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