Looseleaf
CLVI. Sappy
It's dark and it's cold and it's silent, but in the night, Matt whispers, "Mello, I just realized something."
Half-asleep, the blond replied, "Wha'?"
"Us..." Matt smiled weakly. "We're just being held together by promises."
"Matt." Mello scooted over to the redhead, wrapping protective arms around him. "No matter what kind of insecurities you're feeling now, get it through your thick head that I love you. Promises or not, I'm never leaving you."
There was silence for a minute.
"Hey Mels?"
"What?"
"Thanks for being sappy for my sake."
"Yeah, yeah."
Matt slept with a smile that night.
In celebration of my virus-free laptop and my first ever digital art. Do I feel accomplished? Much so. X3
http:/(slash)lyerta(dot)deviantart(dot)com/art/Held-Together-By-Promises-188644541
Off to write Misery.