Here I stand and face the rain [private conversation]

[firstpuzzle]

[God is seriously thinking about going home. Mello won't forgive him, and he's catching waves of something wrong with Matt. He's curled up on one of the white beanbags in his room, toying with his hair and listening to the faint sounds of figures moving about in his toy city. None of his usual distractions are helping. He almost wishes he were like Mello, and could destroy something, or set someone on fire: anything to push these feelings out and stop having to feel them. He's sure everything that's gone wrong is his fault.]

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[firstpuzzle.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't feel miserable at all, now, and the ominous rumble of thunder is proof.]

What did Mello say?

[things-goboom.livejournal.com]

*Miserable expression.*

I offered to l-leave so that you n' him could be happy.
He told me to try it, and I said I could, but... I can't.

[firstpuzzle.livejournal.com]

[There's lightning outside the windows now, but Near's expression is gentle as he steps close enough to put his hands on Matt's shoulders.]

Mattapan... Did I not tell you not to sacrifice your happiness for mine?

I shall deal with Mello. He had no right.

[things-goboom.livejournal.com]

*Matt notices the lightning, and he winces. He's thinking of the trouble he's caused, and he bites his lip.*



N-no! *Slight panic-y expression*
No, don't tell Mello! He'll get mad and he'll think that I tattled on him and I just want him to not hate me as much as he does now and--

*Tears leak out of his eyes as he rambles*

[firstpuzzle.livejournal.com]

Mello's hand in this is obvious; you had only to say his name for me to know.

[He wants to make sure he and Matt are really all right before he does anything, though.]
What do you really want? Do not be afraid of me, or Mello, or anything at all. Simply tell me, so I can know.

[things-goboom.livejournal.com]

*He sniffs, staring at Near, and then-- he tackles him, hugging him tightly and burying his face in Near's chest.*



*He figures that's enough of an answer.

[firstpuzzle.livejournal.com]

I love you, Matty.

[He's so relieved he can hardly think; he hugs Matt tightly, and a few tears and raindrops might drop onto them before the happiness takes over.]

I promise, we will be together.