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‘’Yes, L, I do think that he will contact me.’’
Near was tired.
This, all of it; it was exhausting. Mello and Matt had run off, and they were trying to find both them and Kira.
And dear motherfucking lord, if Near wasn’t an albino, this shit would be giving him grey hair at age seventeen.
L had hung up after the lengthy conversation, and Near frowned. He was supposed to be travelling to Los Angeles, to meet up with L at six, and the man (one of L’s team members) L said would escort him had yet to show up to join him on the flight. L had assured the omega that the man (his name was Mogi) would be there in time.
Near didn’t really care about what L said anymore.
Near sighed wearily, looking at his lego figures for everyone involved in the case. For a second, he almost wanted to fling them against a wall.
Damn it.
The knock at Near’s door mildly surprised the omega, and he looked up.
‘’Come in,’’ He said softly, and the door was opened.
‘’... You’re Near?’’ The man asked gruffly, and Near blinked slowly. The man was tall, well built, and english definitely wasn’t his first language, judging by the uncertainty in which the words were spoken.
‘’Yes’’ Near replied in japanese, and a look of relief passed across the mans face ‘’and you’re Mogi?’’
The man nodded.
‘’Do you have all your luggage ready…?’’ Mogi asked. Near guessed that he was an alpha, and Near nodded. His lego figures had been packed away in the time that they had the short conversation, and Near had stood up. He looked around his room, and he silently reminded himself that he would never be coming back to the orphanage.
‘’Yes. The rest of it will be mailed to japan, but what I need is in that suitcase over there.’’ Near gestured to the black suitcase with his free hand, his right occupied with twirling his hair. Mogi grabbed it, already hauling it out of the door. Near turned, just before closing his door, to scan his former room one last time. He wasn’t overly sentimental, despite the stereotypes surrounding omegas; no, he simply felt like he should look back one last time.
‘’Forward march, little soldier.’’
The plane ride was lengthy, and Near was asleep for the better part of it. He woke up for the last time just before the ‘Fasten Seat Belt’ sign came on, and he groggily did so. Sleeping for that long was something his body was in no way used to. By the time they were approaching the car, though (Watari in the driver seat), Near found that he was still tired, and he figured that he’s have to actually sleep that night.
The car ride was silent, too, Near fiddling with a rubix cube to keep himself busy.
By the time they arrived at the hotel; an elegant, expensive place, Near felt like he could sleep for days, and Mogi looked something close to that as well. Near almost nodded off at some point during L’s briefing of the case, and L, realizing this, had sent him off to his own room.
Near had pouted a bit at this; he was no child.
And yes, he did, in fact, realize how contradictory that statement was.
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‘’Matt, get your lazy ass up!’’
‘’...you love my lazy ass,’’
‘’That’s besides the point. Get up!’’
‘’.... five more minutes?’’
‘’No.’’
Matt rolled over, looking toward the door, and at an already clothed Mello. He smiled and Mello smirked in response. It’s only when Matt actually moves, however, does the stinging pain shoot through Matt, and he winces.
‘’...I’m fucking sore,’’ He said into the pillow, his voice cracking. Matt smiled a bit at that;
Six months.
‘’No shit, sherlock,’’ Mello had moved beside the bed, and he ran a hand through Matt’s hair.
Matt looked back up at his boyfriend, grinning dorkily.
Mello was in love with it.
Matt stood up, eyes flickering down to his bare chest, and suddenly, the warm, fuzzy feeling in his stomach had been replaced with a cold, uncomfortable feeling.
... Shit.
‘’Hey,’’ Mello began, concern lacing into the alpha’s voice as Matt’s expression morphed into that of sadness, disgust, disdain, anger, and just about every other negative emotion possible ‘’hey, hey.’’
Mello’s arms were wrapped around the beta at that point, and Matt closed his eyes.
‘’Just-just hand me...get me binder, please.’’ Matt stuttered, and Mello quickly handed the boy the black article.
Matt disappeared into the bathroom, and Mello was left to sit alone on the bed. The alpha frowned, looking toward the bathroom door; of course.
Matt would re-emerge, fully dressed, about ten minutes later, only to sit on the couch and bury himself in video games, potato chips, and what Mello guessed was a pit of festering self-hate.
‘’...Matt?’’ He asked cautiously an hour later, leaning against the doorframe to their apartments kitchen.
‘’Yes?’’ The redhead asked, his voice cracking from disuse.
‘’You okay?’’
‘’That’s probably one of the stupidest questions you’ve ever asked, excluding that time you were drunk and asked me why unicorns went extinct.’’
Mello winced, and Matt typed something inhumanly fast on his computer.
‘’I had the most shit hangover after that,’’ Mello remarked, and Matt made a noncommittal noise.
Mello walked over to his boyfriend, sitting beside the beta. Matt didn’t react as Mello looked over his shoulder, the alpha huffing as the binary appeared on the screen.
‘’You know, I was thinking, maybe we could go out,’’ Mello said, wrapping an an arm around the other. Matt tensed for a second.
‘’Where to?’’ He asked, not taking his eyes off his computer and typing faster still.
‘’I dunno. Just a coffee shop or something, you know, for lunch.’’ Mello began to lightly kiss and nip at Matt’s neck, and the other boy didn’t protest, instead electing to tip his head to the side slightly.
‘’Odd that you’re thinking about lunch, considering the direction this is heading.’’ Matt’s voice was decently flat as he shut down his laptop. Mello paused, looking back up at Matt.
‘’Oh, no, I wasn’t gonna-you know, unless you wanted to, but I mean, I was just…’’ Mello’s voice tapered off into silence as Matt shot him a look.
‘’Yeah,’’ The redhead said, sighing and tipping his head back ‘’I wouldn’t mind going out,’’
Mello did his best to not smack Matt.
‘’Okay, sure, but you need to lose the attitude before we go anywhere.’’ Mello said, keeping his voice level. Matt looked at him, a second of shock playing across his face. Mello then realized how much he sounded like a mother dealing with their sullen teen, and he mentally kicked himself.
‘’What I mean is, you need to stop acting like I did something wrong. I understand that you don’t feel okay right now, but if I did something wrong, you need to tell me.’’ He quickly said, and Matt glared for approximately three seconds before his shoulders visibly slumped, and he looked down.
‘’Shit man, sorry, I just -you know, I just...I’m sorry,’’ Mello felt like he had just been punched in the stomach as he caught a glimpse of a tear through Matt’s goggles.
‘’Shh,’’ He comforted, pulling Matt close to his chest. Matt snuggled closer to the alpha, and Mello gently tugged his goggles off. Mello pulled Matt to eye level, gently wiping away the tear that had made its way down Matt’s face.
‘’You know,’’ Matt began, a small, semi-sad smile making its way onto his lips, ‘’You forgot to shave.’’
Mello’s eyes widened, a hand making its way onto his face, and he sighed wearily.
‘’I’ll do that, and if you want, we can still go out.’’ Mello said, looking at Matt. The redhead chuckled, pressing a quick, chaste’ kiss to Mello’s lips.
‘’Yeah, sounds good.’’
Matt get’s up, walking away, and Mello sighs.
He loved Matt, and he loved this , but sometimes, the alpha felt like he couldn’t breathe.
He was sure Matt felt like that, sometimes, too.
He was positive.
Of course, reality would catch up to them at some point, and Mello could only hope that he had finally made it out of his old one, Matt alongside him.
See, because while reality would catch up, the matter of which one would catch up depended on the choices Mello made there on out. And, he silently assured himself, he would make the right ones.
Lest he let the crushing weight of the universe crush he and Matt again.