Double Shot
Mello sighed heavily as Matt walked off mid-sentence and into the front of a store with a giant cupcake as its logo. It was some sort of bakery. No, scratch that. It had a whole bunch of crap inside. Things they did not have the time to stop and wander around to look at.
"Matt," he called with just the slightest bit of irritation. He followed the unresponsive redhead with a building temper and nearly bumped into him as he stopped short.
"I go here all the time, there stuff is really good. Do you want anything Mello?" Matt asked casually even as he pointed to the 'Death by Chocolate' cupcakes on display. "They even have frozen mocha's." Matt told him as if he cared.
"Matt just grab something so we can leave." Mello snapped and crossed his arms oddly feeling out of place in the cupcakery. The atmosphere was relaxing and cheerful, at odds with how Mello was as of late. Granted it was mostly due to frustration—but no one knew that, least of all Matt.
Matt shrugged and gave a half smile to the woman behind the counter. Mello glared. He supposed she was cute, if you went for pigtails and tanned skin. Mello already didn't like her.
"I want a banana ice coffee." Matt told her. She hardly looked surprised and though it sounded awful, Mello had to wonder if Matt had ordered it before. Seriously, banana? The Fuck?
"Sure. What else can I do you for?" She smiled a little too widely for Mello's taste. Bitch was flirting.
"Can I have a double shot of banana in it?"
Really Matt? Really?
"Would you like cream on that?"
I bet you would, fucking sl-
"Yeah actually I would." Matt had that smirk on his face, the one when he was humoring someone. Asshole was flirting with her for fun. Fuck that.
With a snarl he grabbed Matt by the arm and forcibly dragged him out the front. Turning around he pinned Matt to the door and kissed him. A soft, surprised moan escaped between their joined lips and Matt leaned closer. Gotcha.
He gripped Matt's hair and tugged his head back. Matt was his, always had been since they were kids—even if Matt had not known it. He bit down on Matt's bottom lip as he pulled back and was satisfied with the tinge of pink and dusting of pink across his cheeks.
"Not that this isn't fucking epic...but can I go back in and get my coffee?" Matt asked breathlessly.
Mello pinched the bridge of his nose and stalked off to where Matt had parked the car a block away. This was not his fucking day.
-End-
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