Valentine's Day.

What a stupid, pointless day.

Besides, of course, the surplus amount of chocolate Mello was receiving from various swooning girls. That was important. He hugged his chocolate to his chest and looked around for Matt. Where was he, anyway?

"Matt?" Mello called, kicking the door to his friend's room.

He heard only a muffled groan in return. It sounded something like, "...come in."

So he went in.

"I said 'don't come in,' you douche." Matt whined from his bed.

"Why? What's wrong?" Mello asked, setting his chocolate down and walking over to the bed.

"I'm dying."

In other words, Matt had caught a little cold. He sneezed and let out a little noise that sounded something like, "Leave me alone to suffer, Mello..." He was so overdramatic when he was sick.

"Oh, well, okay..." Mello muttered, not much caring for Matt's current attitude. He was a little angry. "I'll see you later..."

"Wait," Matt said, twisting around under his blanket. "... got something for you..." He was half-asleep.

"What?"

"S'under the bed..."

Mello got on his knees and felt around on the floor. There was a box; a nicely decorated box with his name on it. "Matt... You shouldn't have bothered if you were sick..." he said, feeling a tad guilty.

"Mmm."

"Thanks, Matt... I appreciate it. I... love you...? I guess..."

But Matt was already asleep.

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Notes and stuff: Wow. I'm pretty near dead right now with the flu, so I decided to make Matt sick as well. XD I need to quit being so mean to him. Review, plzzz.