Title: All I Know
Rating: PG
Summary: Maybe you need me...?
Pairing: Snake/Otacon or Dave/Hal, whichever you prefer P
Warnings: Slash, angst, fluff
Disclaimer: Kojima-sama pwns.

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He stumbles in, and Dave knows something's wrong. But as simple as Hal is, sometimes he can just be so hard to read. That facial expressions gives it all away though. He looks so melancholy, even somewhat empty.

Dave says, "What's wrong?" but Hal just shakes it away. Coffee, he's brewing the coffee. The cheap, instant coffee crap. Drug of the geeks. Otacon, Hal Emmerich, the geek. The geek who had introduced him to the arcade, anime, MSN and Pocky. The geek who was always so bouncy and happy and talkative. Dave was sure he would use those cutesy little emoticons in real life (or rather, irl) if he could. So what the hell was going on?

He sits down on the armchair perpendicular to Dave, sipping at his coffee. Dave can see the steam rising up from the mug. Hal, what is wrong?

Vapour clouding up his glasses. He makes no effort to wipe it away. Then Dave realises he's crying. "Wolf?" Dave asks. Except it's not Wolf. It's something else, some hidden demon Dave hasn't encountered yet. Was everything just getting to Hal? He gives an audible sob and abandons his caffeine, flinging himself into Dave's warm, comforting arms.

Don't cry, don't cry (oh my god I love him I love him I love him). Hal, don't cry (don't shed tears, there's me - selfish, selfish thoughts).

"Don't die, Snake. Don't die like she did. Because then I'll be nothing."

Did he imagine a kiss from the otaku? Was his face simply too close? Or was it real? (I love you. You love me, right? right? I love you love you love you - )

"I love you. I love you, Dave." The tears have stopped, the glasses gone. His eyes so clear and green and (oh my god you're so beautiful) hell, he's being serious. Hal would never lie. "I love you, Dave," he repeats. "I'm sorry I cry so much." He gives a sniffle and rubs his eyes and nose.

"You lost her. But you won't lose me." And that's enough for Hal to know he loves him.

Don't cry, Hal.

END

A/N: Yes, I know this is much like the other Snotacon fic I wrote. But for some reason, I played MGS out of order (2, 1, yet to play 3 AUSTRALIA DOESN'T HAVE SUBSISTENCE YET GAAAAAAH). So I just finished Twin Snakes the other day and MADE MERYL DIE and Otacon and Snakie ride off into the sunset :B Awww. Anyway:

/end rave+high.