Well here it is guys, the last chapter. I kind of rushed this so it probably sucks. But thank you for sparing your time to read this. Please read my other MxM fanfic, If Only. Thanks again!

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note.

I stood absolutely frozen as I watched Matt walk away and I stayed like that 'til it got dark.

What just happened?

What in the actual fuck just happened?

I must be in some kind of nightmare. I need to wake up.

I pinched my arm as hard as I could but all it did was make my eyes tear up from how much it hurt.

"He really broke up with me. It really happened." Saying it out loud sounds so unreal.

I'm feeling so many negative emotions right now I don't even know what to do with them. My instinct when I feel like this is to tell Matt and just rant. It's obvious I can't do that now. Out of my frustration, I kicked the door repeatedly until I made a hole through it.

I just don't get him. Here I am doing my best to apologize to him and it's still not enough! I try talking to him properly but he goes and bombards me with all this stuff I've never heard before! It's like I was talking to a totally different person. The Matt I know isn't this dramatic. He's outgoing and calm and relaxed; the complete opposite of me. It's because of him that I'm still sane. It's because he neutralizes all my extreme emotions. Now he's this stranger expects me to do things that he knows I'm not used to doing. I'm not a romantic person. He knows that. Heck, he's known that for years.

And he implied that I was just treating him like a fuckbuddy! He just couldn't say it out loud. Seriously, what has gotten into him?

He didn't come down for dinner. He's most probably in our room right now. Which makes it problematic for me because I have nowhere to go and it's almost lights out. The last thing I need right now is Roger lecturing me. I hoped for the best and held my breath as I gripped the doorknob of our room, turn it, and open the door. I exhaled when I saw him lying down, his back facing me. He's asleep, thank heavens. I wouldn't have known what to say if he were awake.

I sat down on my bed and stared at his back as I tried to remember what he said back in the gym storage room.

"I want to feel, Mello. Feel that what's going on between us is not just something wherein the only proof I have of you loving me is our sleeping with each other."

This is so ridiculous. I don't know what I did wrong. I do love him. I'm not exactly the showy type but I do. I thought he got that because he knew. What was I supposed to do then? There's that other thing he told me too.

"That's exactly my problem here, Mello! When are you going to realize that we're not just friends anymore? We are so past that line! And yet you still treat me that way."

Am I supposed to treat him like he's a princess or something? The thought of that just makes the hair on my arms stand up. I know we're not just friends anymore. Friends don't fuck each other. That's a known fact. Even Near knows that.

I sighed and rested my elbows on my knees. "Just tell me what to do, Matt. I don't know what to do. I can't lose you."

Then an idea popped into my head. I think Linda's perks rubbed off on me a little.

It's time for the last part of the operation and this time, I'm doing it on my own.

Matt's POV

My relaxing slumber was disturbed by the sound of the alarm clock shaking my soul awake. I felt for it on my nightstand and turned it off but the sound was still going on. Ugh. I sat up and reluctantly opened my eyes. It was Mello's alarm clock

"What the heck, Mello. Turn the damn thing off. Why do you want to be awake at this hour? It's like, 2am in the morning!" No answer.

Huh? I walked to his bed and pulled away the blanket. He wasn't there. Weird. I turned off his alarm clock. Beside it was a note addressed to me.

Sorry for waking you up. Head to the library. I have something for you.

Last chance, I promise.

-Mello

Should I go? I probably should. I really don't want to break up with him, with all honesty. I just- ugh nevermind. I'm going.

I brought a flashlight with me because it was dark since it was freaking 2 am.

I reached the library in approximately 3 minutes. There was a bit of light escaping from under the door. Like the room was on fire but there's no smoke. I grabbed the doorknob and turned it.

My heart was beating really fast. I don't know why I'm nervous. It's just Mello. I shouldn't be breaking a sweat. Dug dug dug dug dug dug.

The room was filled with tealights. On the floor, on the tables, on the shelves. It was beautiful. I hope this room won't catch on fire though.

But where was he?

"Mello?"

He appeared from behind of one of the bookshelves. He looked so… captivating. The candles illuminated his face and his eyes. Oh his eyes. They were shining like beautiful blue orbs. I could see dark circles under his eyes. He stayed up to do all this.

"What's going on?" I asked. I saw him holding a piece of paper on his right hand.

He looked at me with such great intensity for a second and read what was written on the paper.

"Dear Matt,

It has been approximately 18 hours and 23 minutes since our argument.

It's ridiculous because I can't even spend an hour without you crossing my mind.

You can only imagine how much I've been suffering.

I couldn't even stay calm because a day without just… drives me mad." He looked at me.

"You're like my own prescription drug. You keep me sane." He looked back at the paper.

"When you said that we were done and left me in that storage room, my mind just exploded. My thoughts went haywire. Nothing made sense.

It's like my head and my heart had been forced open and everything was spilling out.

I know I'm not the best at expressing my feelings.

But here's what I know.

I know that you're important to me.

My most important person.

I know I don't say it that much but I am head over heels for you, Matt.

Absolutely crazy about you.

I'm sorry if you've been feeling otherwise.

And thanks for putting up with me.

I know I'm messed up, but thanks for loving me anyway." He stopped and walked towards me. His hand sneaked to the back of my neck. He was staring at me, his gaze melting me.

It's embarrassing because I'm crying like a baby right now. Why won't I when I just heard him say all the things that I've been wanting to hear for the longest time?

The paper has been left forgotten on the floor now. His other hand wiped away my tears.

"You get what I'm saying right?" He asked me.

I nodded.

"I love you, Matt. I won't say it often, but just remember that I do. No matter what."

This time, I couldn't help it anymore. I mashed our lips together, missing the feeling for way too long. I entangled my fingers to his hair as I drew even closer to him, deepening the kiss. A sweet and warm feeling clouded my body. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled away just slightly.

"God, I missed this." He smiled and kissed me again.

"Me too." I said through the kiss.

We pulled away moments later as much as we hated it because we had to breathe. We went back to our room, our hands intertwined. Then we slept together. Not as in that sleeping together. Sleep as in just sleeping. My head was on his chest and his arm was wrapped around me.

The next morning, I woke up with a smile on my face. I gazed at him, wanting to see his sleeping face, but I found myself looking at his eyes instead.

"Morning, sleeping beauty." He said.

"Morning, Cinderella." I replied.

He sat up and looked around.

"What?" I asked him, sitting up as well.

"You hear that? That sounds like…"

My eyes widened suddenly realizing what was happening. We both looked at each other.

"The candles!" We exclaimed at the same time.

The End.