Dominic watched as Matthew slid open the multiple Valentine's Day cards he'd received. For the past two years they'd each got a pile from various girls, some just innocent girls who liked the band, some with a deeper meaning. Occasionally, one lucky girl would get taken up on the offer. Occasionally.

But this year, Dom felt different. He slid open yet another card with a strange lop-sided smiling flower on it and sighed. It was just a hollow gesture. A piece of folded card. Nobody really loved him like a Valentine. He glanced over at Matt, who was smirking at his cards and stacking them on a shelf. His hair-black again- wasn't yet spiked up for the day. He liked him best in the morning, when there was no rockstar facade. He wasn't trying to impress when his black hair fell in front of his face.

Matt felt Dom's eyes on him and turned towards him, Dom flushing slightly as he ducked his head and started collecting up his own cards. Had he been staring at him? To be honest, Matthew didn't mind too much. Sometimes the attention could get too much, but with Dominic, he always craved it. There was something about the way he always gave him his undivided attention that made him feel warm inside. He felt...safe around him. He didn't have to be anybody he wasn't, he didn't have to prove his worth. Was that friendship? Surely it was more than that.

The next time Dom looked up, he caught Matt's icy blue eyes staring at him with some sort of concealed emotion. What was that hidden there? He swallowed nervously as he usually did when Matthew gave him that stare. He'd seen many a woman melt under those eyes, and he wasn't ashamed to admit he understood. He wet his bottom lip and asked,

"Matt? You okay?" Matt nodded slowly, his world suddenly revolving around Dom. He couldn't stop thinking of him. He didn't want to stop thinking of him, yet he wasn't sure why. Dom cocked his head to one side, revealing his slightly tanned neck and Matthew's hands fisted in the loose material of his pyjama bottoms. Dom frowned and stood up, Matt following swiftly so he wasn't left alone on the floor. He wondered how Dom would react if...if he just...

Matthew leant forwards and softly pressed his lips to Dom's. Dom's eyes widened and then fluttered closed, the feeling of Matthew's kiss one that he'd been waiting for for such a long time. He hadn't even known it, hadn't even realised it, but subconsciously he'd been aching for this moment. He wrapped his arms around Matt's skinny waist and deepened the kiss. Matthew sighed into his mouth and Dom smiled. His eyes flicked open to stare into the blue, yet it wasn't as obvious as it usually was. Matt's pupils dilated as he took in Dom's soft features and stroked his cheek carefully. Dom blushed where Matthew's long fingers trailed. And then he pulled his hand back.

"Dom, I-I...I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me," he stammered out, staggering backwards. He hadn't meant to. He didn't want to force himself onto anybody.

"Matt...it's okay," Dom laughed quietly.

"Really?" Dom nodded, grabbing his hand and pulling Matt towards him again, closing his eyes and holding him tight. After a moment or so, Matt squirmed to get free and wiggled out of his grasp, once again putting himself in charge. He returned his lips to Dom's, pushing him towards the wall of the room. Dom let himself be guided, wanting to let Matthew do what he pleased. He felt hot hands rubbing up and down his back and he fisted his own hands in Matt's hair, keeping their faces close. The tip of Dom's tongue poked towards Matthew's, and Matt felt his knees weaken as he attempted to stay in control of himself. Dom once again deepened the kiss and he felt Matthew trying to push him further and further into the wall, even though it was made of brick. Matt snagged his bottom lip between his teeth and Dom moaned before he could stop himself, desperate for more contact between them, desperate for Matthew. But he was disappointed, yet again, as Matthew pulled back, shaking his head with a big grin plastered onto his face.

"Dom," he giggled. Dom felt the flush rising in his cheeks.

"What?" he asked shyly, biting his lip. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No! You're...you're wonderful, Dom."

"I...I...what?" Dom was dazed. Did Matthew just call him wonderful? Did he really mean that?

"Dom." Matthew looked him straight in the eyes. "I-I think, I love you." Dom's own eyes widened with shock, joy, fascination, exultation. He wrapped his arms around Matthew and buried his face in his shoulder.

"You don't know how much I wanted to hear that."

"Really?" He nodded.

"Really."

Oh that was terrible, lol. I'm awful at these sort of scenes.