could it be?

[ijk_mno]

On the morning of the day that L thinks is their anniversary, he wakes up early just from jitters. He'd managed to stop talking and asking everyone about it, and now he's lying in bed with Matt, watching him and wondering if he knows

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[gamerspy]

It always takes Matt a while to wake up; an early-waking L doesn't help. But apparently he's sensed something, since he turns, draping an arm across L's and burrowing closer.

Then the knowledge of what day it is filters down into Matt's sleep-muddied brain. His eyes fly open.

[ijk_mno]

L smiles at him, sliding closer an giving Matt one long, slow kiss. It's their anniversary.

[gamerspy]

Matt starts laughing half-way through the kiss, pulling L closer. He's delighted, he's in love - still in love. Can't imagine wanting anything more.

... and can't seem to pull away from the kiss, either, which might pose a slight problem. At some point he should probably wish L a happy anniversary with something like words.

[ijk_mno]

L rolls on top of him, pinning Matt against the pillows and nibbling down along his jaw. He gets it.

[gamerspy]

It's just as well he does. Matt disregards the opportunity to actually say something, instead making a low contented noise in the back of his throat. His hands come to rest on the small of L's back. Everything is wonderful.

[ijk_mno]

L pulls back after a moment to rest their foreheads together. He needs to take a moment to just breathe this in.

"I woke up today loving you more than ever."

[gamerspy]

"I didn't think this would happen." Reaching to touch L's face, almost reverently. "You're still here."

[ijk_mno]

L laughs, quickly.

"You say that like I ever really could have left something as perfect as you."

[gamerspy]

"Dude." Matt kisses him again, because he's embarrassed and pleased by the way L's exaggerating.

"You say that like I'm not the luckiest fucking - you have no idea, man."

[ijk_mno]

"I have some idea, I feel the same. I've known you for a twenty secondth of my life."

Which is a funny way to think about it.

[gamerspy]

"Now for the rest of it, right?" He reaches up to brush some of L's hair out of his eyes. "Metaphorical seconds, not real ones. That could get creepy fast."

[ijk_mno]

"No, I meant in terms of fractions. A twentieth of your life has been spent with me."

[gamerspy]

Matt laughs, a little embarrassed; but it's early and he's warm and he's never been happier, so it passes quickly.

"I never thought of it that way."

[ijk_mno]

And L is nibbling at him, more exuberantly than anything else.

"Four more years and it'll be one fifth of my life. Fifteen after that and it'll be half."

[gamerspy]

"We'll get there, won't we? Nineteen, twenty, thirty years?"

He isn't sure if it should be a question. He wants it, absolutely, but sometimes he feels like if he grabs on to what they've got he'll bruise it - that he should justs let it be and wake up one morning to realise that oh, look, they've grown old together.

[ijk_mno]

"We'll get as far as we want."

L will still love Matt when he has liver spots.