Looseleaf
XXXIV. 100
"Mello, how would you see me when I'm 100 years old?" Matt asked, staring at his reflection self-consciously. Behind him, Mello snorted, not looking up from the book he was reading.
"Matt, if you keep up your smoking habits, you won't live to be a 100," he retorted.
"But, Mello, what if I did?" Matt prodded, turning around to face the other.
Mello sighed and stood up. He strode over to Matt, cupping the redhead's face and bringing him close. "Matty," he said slowly, "when you're 100, I will see you as an old and wrinkly man whose hair is gray. I will see you as someone who's lived longer than most smokers do, someone who still plays with his video games and can beat anyone else."
Matt frowned. "Mello--"
Mello pressed his lips firmly against the gamer's, successfully cutting him off. "And I will see you as the one and only person I've ever loved."
The chapter title is 100 because I've got 100 reviews, although this is almomst entirely irrelevant. Ah, well. It's MattxMello, nothing else matters.
Frosting for everyone! *hands out jars*