Chapter Text
mello was always going to sit on the edge of the roof. usually alone, of course.
today, though, was different. the air buzzed with a subtle energy and the bright blue eyes the blond possessed burned bright with a sort of fiery determination they hadn't beforehand.
today, it was mello on the edge of the roof, with his toes over the side as he contemplated the fall beneath his feet.
and matt. and matt by his side, wind blowing in his chocolate hair as he listened to the sounds of new york life with an easy sort of intensity, by his side as he breathed in the smell of cigarette smoke and mello's cologne.
mello was scared to die.
but when matt took his hand, a warm smile on his kind face, and whispered, it's okay, let's go, mello knew it was time. mello knew it was their time, and his breath left his lips in an exhale of a cloud, flaring between them like a smokescreen.
for the first, and the last time, mello leaned in to press a kiss to matt's tender lips. i love you.
matt was the ground beneath his feet, crumbling away as the world caved in and it was him that he laid with.
mello's hand found his cheek, leaning in to kiss his lips again.
and then he was falling.
and so was matt.