A.N

Yay for updates.

Me and Kat have now created a co-authorised account which I will link to when it's up and running properly and we stop geeking out into the early hours (Well, early for me)

Also I have a new MxM story, go read :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note

Mello

I paced the room. He wanted to leave. Leave. Leave me, no, not me... Just the apartment. Matt isn't...Him. Matt isn't going to leave just as things get hard...Is he? No, he's not just used to constant company. Just likes his privacy. And it is early... He just wants to go slow, right?

Bull shit. He wouldn't have slept with me if he wanted to go slow. I don't...This is why I didn't want a relationship. You only get hurt.

After a long shower -it's from the hot water, I wasn't red from crying dammit!- I looked at the door. After much debate I unlocked it before climbing in bed. I was a few hours before Matt joined me.

"Mello?" Tch, he was scared. I stayed silent as he curled into my back, snaking his arms around me. "Mells I would have left already if I was going to..."

"Not helping asshole."

"Mello..."

"What?" He winced at my curt reply.

"I'm not leaving you."

"Yes you are."

"No, Mello. The apartment. Not you."

"..." Sighing he tightened his arms going silent.

The next morning when I woke he wasn't there. I found myself disappointed. Guess I just got used to waking up to some one. I walked to the kitchen. No Matt. My favorite mug was on the counter with a note under it.

Mello,

I got a call about a place. I think you'll like it. I'll bring home lunch

Matt

Fan-fucking-tastic. Maybe I can call and... No, he would just get mad. I sighed. Guess I wait. Pulling out a book, I sat down.

He was beaming as he walked in. Beaming. Fucking beaming.

"You're going to love it!" I very much doubt that.

"It's not as nice as your place, obviously, and it's super small, two rooms; well three with the bath... but it's close by and really nice." I stayed silent His enthusiasm died a bit.

"Mello, we're fine. I swear. I'm just used to being by myself, taking care of myself. I like my independence, I don't like burdening anyone, especially people I care about. Especially you. We can still have dinners, sleep overs... I'll need help breaking in my new bed."

"..."

"Will you at least come see it?"

"...fine." But I'm not going to be happy about it.

You can imagine my surprise when Matt took a hallway on the first floor of my building.

"Matt?"

"Told you, you would like it." The grin was back. He wasn't lying when he said it was small. A small kitchen was open to the living area with a bedroom and bath.

"Why move out if you're going to stay in the same building?" Matt sighed running a hand though his hair.

"I thought it would be a good compromise. Mello, look, I'm a private person, I'm not used to 24/7 companionship. You're fantastic and I love being with you, but it is way to early to be living together. And look at it this way, now you have two beds to defile." I looked down.

"Then why stay so long...Why not ask for a loan to get you started?"

"That would have been worse to me. At least I could help clean up and stuff, make myself useful." He looked at me helplessly, practically begging me to understand.

"You'll sleep over?"

"Yes, and you can too."

"...Fine. But I'm furnishing this place, I saw you're houses on The Sims and you're taste in furniture is crap." The laugh and tackle hug I got let me know everything was going to be ok, if only for the moment.