Chapter One: Mellow

"C-Can you repeat that?" was all Lavi could say as he tried desperately to regain his composure. Allen's smug grin never left his face though. In fact, it went from a grin to a smirk as he laughed at Lavi's obvious embarrassment and discomfort.

"I really find it funny…" Allen said, shooting off topic for both their sakes, "How you're the one who's utterly embarrassed and uncomfortable when I'm the one who said such a stupid thing, confessing that I love you." His eyes averted, finding themselves completely fascinated with the grain of the hardwood floor. His cheeks were tinted a bright pink, but otherwise his face was rather calm, almost distant. Lavi stared at his white haired companion, lost in the way he seemed to shut himself off from the world so easily in a situation like this. He seemed so discontented with himself… Almost as if he were replicating the very same 'mellow mask' that he himself had earlier.

I don't want that to happen…

Without thinking, Lavi took Allen by the wrist and pulled him into a tight hug. He felt some obvious shock and resistance, but he didn't let go.

"Lavi, what are you doing?" Allen asked, his face growing redder from the close contact to the redhead's warm chest. He eased himself slowly as he deduced Lavi meant no harm or further embarrassment, only comfort, and let himself become lost in the sound of the taller man's steady heartbeat.

"What you said wasn't stupid, Allen," Lavi said after he collected his thoughts, "A declaration of love isn't stupid. It's rather… refreshing, you could say."

"How so?"

"Well…" Lavi paused for a moment, not sure whether or not to continue his train of thought, "F-For instance… Now that you've said what you needed to say, it puts my mind at ease. I won't be as mellowed out anymore. In fact, I'll be a lot happier now, since it's a problem I don't have to worry about." Lavi grinned from ear-to-ear, but Allen still didn't seem to get it.

"I was a problem?" he whispered, the pain in his heart showing in his glassy grey eyes. Lavi could only laugh and, with a small hesitance, he kissed the shorter man's forehead.

"Quite the contrary, love."

(A/N) Thanks a bunch for reading! Remember, this is meant to be read as a continuation from Bambino-Rotto's story. In the next chapter, I will be starting the two-part drabble story, then it'll switch off again for the chapter after that, and so on. Reviews would be greatly appreciated, I'd love to build upon my writing.