Matt Mello one shots...
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Mello calls Matt to ask him for his help. Of course, Matt comes running...
Ring ring. "Why doesn't he pick up the first time?" Ring ring. "Fucker."
An irate blonde, male, though he may not look it, was waiting, a phone pressed against his left ear, his right hand occupied by a bar of chocolate. King size, of course. He grumbled into the phone again. As if this wasn't hard enough already.
Ring ring. Ring ring. "Bastard couldn't even put on a waiting tune." He grumbled again.
Taking another bite of his chocolate, he waited for the other to pick up. He was going to yell his ear off before he said what he needed to.
Nursing his Playstation controller, as he jabbed away sharply at the buttons, Matt barely glanced up as his cell phone began to ring, biting his tongue between his teeth in deep concentration.
"C'mooon," He insisted, his player on the screen continuing on its way before falling down an absently marked hole.
"No! That's unfair-There's no way-That wasn't supposed to be there!" He cried in a tragic manner, pouting and picking his phone up after tossing his controller stubbornly from the couch and bringing the receiver to his ear.
"Hellooo?"
"FINALLY!" The shout came over the phone as Mello actually held the receiver in front of his face to yell. "What the fuck where you doing! Never mind! Just get your ass to Japan, Now!" He demanded. "You're gonna help me." Of course, being Mello, he could never ask for help. Oh no... He had to demand it. "I don't care if you're busy, I don't care if the fucking queen is paying you a visit. You. Get. Your. Ass. Down. Here. NOW!"
Obviously, patience wasn't this guy's strong suit.
"You interrupted me playing Mirrors Edge because you wanted me to pay you a visit?" Matt spoke as if it was the most evil and outrageous thing he'd heard of. "If you miss me so much, why don't you pay me a visit instead of ruining four hours work on the Playstation, honestly?" Inclining his head, Matt grinned, "Someone is moody," He spoke tunelessly, "Exactly what do you want? What's got you all pissy?"
"None of your fucking business. Just get over here." Mello yelled, even more outraged now. "I fucking need your help." He grumbled quietly, hoping that the other wouldn't hear it. It was below him to ask, to grovel like he was. Stupid moron, not getting it. "Now get over here, or I swear to god I'll destroy every games console you own!" And with that, he hung up the phone. He'd already sent an email to Matt, with flight times and tickets. Yep, he'd even paid for the fucker.
Matt's jaw dropped. That was definitely one threat that would get him moving.
Without another thought, the Wammy male had boarded a plane and headed off too Japan using the information from the email, he was soon standing in front of Mello's base, ushered in by the few other members, pointing a finger accusingly at the blonde.
"That was cold."
"Yeah, get used to it. I'm a cold bastard." Despite the words, Mello was smiling. It was a small smile, but it was a smile. He'd missed his friend. He wouldn't tell anyone that, no way in hell. "C'mon." He said, leading the other to a darker room. "I need someone to distract the police." He looked over his shoulder at the other, "It's dangerous..."
"Yeah-Thought you'd say that. Last time I did something 'dangerous' for you, I got shot in the ass!" Matt exclaimed in a huffy manner, crossing his arms. As much as he wasn't keen to relive that moment, there was a rare few things he wouldn't do for Mello. They'd been closer than anything since the Wammy house, and it didn't seem likely to change.
"Well, tell me what to do, where to go-" He continued with a shrug, "And there is no way I'm doing this for free, not if it means I'll be getting shot in the ass again."
Mello sighed and turned to Matt. "Look, I'm sorry I shot you in the ass, but at least it was with an arrow, not a bullet!" He exclaimed, "Now shut your trap and stop complaining! What do you want in terms of payment?" He asked in a serious manner, taking a bite out of his chocolate.
"Games? Money? A PS3? What? So long as it's not my chocolate, I'll give it to you."
Matt was a lover of games. And not all games were played on a console.
With a grin, Matt closed the gap between them for a moment, his lips stretching into a smile, "I'm sure you're figure it out," He grinned, almost surprised he'd managed to keep just the appropriate place between them to prevent their lips from brushing.
"Well then!" He decided, stepping back, "What a place-It looks like crap...How do you live like
this?" He snorted.
Mello stuttered a little, having not been so close to anyone. "Uh.. Chocolate." He managed to say. A glare then replaced the look of utter shock. "Bastard." He muttered under his breath.
"Chocolate?" Matt snorted, raising a brow, "That isn't an excuse for living in a dump," he laughed, glancing over at the television set, "You don't even have a Playstation - Figured you might have done that since you're making me do your work," He pouted.
"Now tell me what it is you want, cuz I can't be fucked guessing."
"Oh, you can guess," Matt spoke, running a finger down Mello's jaw bone, grinning playfully, "Because I'm too damn lazy," He smiled cheekily, slumping across the couch comfortably.
Mello blinked a few times before frowning. What had gotten into Matt lately? Didn't he know that Mello didn't like to be touched? Growling a little, Mello stomped up to Matt. "Fucker. Tell me what you want, or you won't get it. It's as simple as that!" He then turned his facials into a pout. "And chocolate is a reason for living..." he pulled his chocolate closer to his chest as if to make a point. "Now, are you going to help me or not?"
"You know I will," Matt laughed, "It's why you called me - I'm the only one who doesn't tell you to get off your ass and do it yourself," he grinned, propping his chin on his elbow and smiling brightly, "So-Where am I staying 'til I get this whole thing sorted?" he questioned.
Mello just grumbled under his breath. "You've got your own room. It's opposite mine. Besides, you should be done and on your merry way in less than two days anyway." He said. "And I'm not guessing, so you'll have to tell me, or not get anything."
"Awh...It's no fun if you don't guess," He complained, "Fine-Be that way," He huffed in a childish manner.
"I'm not guessing."
"Fine, don't guess, then you'll never know," Matt mused with a grin, knowing full well it would bug Mello if he didn't know. "Doesn't matter - It would interest you," He hummed lazily. "Alright - Well, I'm going to crash, unless you want something else. I should seriously think about getting a gaming console for here if you intend on dragging me here all the time."
Mello snapped his head to look at Matt. "What do you mean, you're not going to tell me!?" He demanded, now very curious. "What the hell do you want!?" He asked, now getting more and more annoyed. "If you don't tell me, I'll ban consoles from this base!" He threatened, knowing full well his lackeys wouldn't really follow such an order. "I swear to god Matt, if you don't tell me, I'll kick your fucking ass til you're too sore to sit down!"
Matt grinned, stretching his arms over his head in a feign yawn, "Nn, I'm tired," He mused, shifting himself into a standing position, his lips forming a bright grin and leaning himself toward Mello, his lips near the males ear.
"Nope."
Laughing, he stepped back so Mello couldn't get a hit in, sticking his tongue out, "Well, I'm gonna catch some shut eye so bai!"
"Bastard! What the fuck is wrong with you!" He asked, pretending that the pleasant shivers that had run down his spine weren't from Matt being so close. Glaring, he stormed after the other and grabbed his elbow. "Fuck it, you know I hate these games of yours, now spit it out!" He growled, throwing Matt against the wall in his anger. Glaring at the other, he pushed him even further into the wall. "Answer me, god damn you!"
Slightly startled as he hit the wall, Matt glanced up at Mello with a raised brow, "You know, if you kill me, it won't be easy to find someone else to do your jobs," He pointed out, barely surprised at the situation. He'd been around Mello long enough to understand how bad his anger issue was. Unfortunately, he was also the one who enjoyed riling up the blonde.
"Answer me!"
"Make me," He grinned.
"Fuck you!" Mello exclaimed, pushing his fist into Matt's stomach before storming off. He needed to cool down. Matt had a point. If Mello killed him, there would be nobody around to do his dirty work.
Besides, Mello was confused as hell at Matt's sudden disregard for his 'no touching' rule. Did he want to die?
Laughing a bit, Matt rubbed his stomach then shifted off to his own bedroom, resting across the bed comfortably, burying his face into the pillow with a satisfied sigh.
He really had no idea what was bringing on his sudden game. He'd never considered being anywhere near a man before, but the combination of having fun, teasing Mello and just exploring new things was much too good to pass up.
After a few hours, Mello decided that he was cool enough and burst into Matt's room. "All right, fucker! Tell me what it is you want." It had been getting on his nerves and he was starting to get pissed off all over again.
He walked up to the other man's bed and sat down, glaring down at the other man. "Now tell me."
"Mm..." Matt mused, turning onto his back and looking thoughtful, "You really wanna know?" He grinned, looking pleased with himself for a moment, knowing he'd gotten on the others nerves before stretching his arms above his head and resting amongst the covers contentedly."Honestly? I dunno-I just wanted to piss you off, though, if you want to do something for me, that's just fine," He grinned.
"What?" Mello asked, confused as hell. "What the fuck are you going on about?" He wanted answers and he wanted them now. "You've pissed me off, that's for sure- and what do you think I'd want to do with you!?"
Matt chuckled, rolling onto his stomach and propping his chin up on his hands, his lips forming a grin. "Well-I was bored, needed something to do, you ruined my game, so I decided to play a game with you, getting you all pissed off-But it doesn't explain how much I effected you, just by touching you," He grinned. "You don't have to say anything though-I mean, I know I'm hot," He laughed.
He couldn't help it, Mello turned a dark shade of red. "Fucker." He mumbled before turning away, leaning back against the wall, his legs hanging over Matt's. "You're so full of yourself." He mumbled, trying to ignore the fact that his face was now a deep red.
"Awh, but there's some truth in it, right? You know I'm hot," Matt laughed, flopping down comfortably on the bed, feeling somewhat relieved that the other wasn't as pissed off as he'd pretended to be, and almost comfortable with the similar situation, somewhat like how they'd been in Wammy House.
"You're bright red," He laughed.
"Shut up." Mello mumbled, giving Matt's leg a whack. He sighed and looked away. "Fucking tease." He grumbled, "What the hell were you trying to get out of it?" He asked, his voice wasn't angry, it just sounded..hurt.
Matt laughed quietly, "I dunno, a little fun out of you?" He grinned, "You're always so tense and uptight, I miss when we were kids and you used to actually play games with me sometimes," He smiled, leaning up and running his fingers through his hair lazily. "Sorry," He added in apology, "I just can't seem to resist sometimes," He laughed.
Mello suppressed the shivers that were running down his spine to glare at Matt. He got up and headed for the door. "I don't need a pity fuck." He said. "I might not be what I was as a kid, but that's because I fucking grew up." He stood with his hand leaning against the door, waiting for Matt's response.
"I didn't mean a pity fuck-Christ! I'm your friend, I just wanted to see you having fun for once, not being this prick you're always pretending to be, because I know this isn't you!" Matt cried in irritation, "Maybe you shouldn't, because if you stay this way, you're going to lose whoever you have left who hasn't already gotten sick of you being this asshole," He muttered. "Look, whatever. I said sorry. I'll get your job done and leave, happy?" Matt muttered.
Mello snorted. "I haven't been happy since I left you at the orphanage." He admitted before walking to his own room. He threw himself onto his bed and screamed into his pillow, punching the poor abused piece of furniture. After a while, he tired of that and just stayed still, exhausted.
Matt sighed quietly, rubbing his temples and soon stumbling to his feet, waiting until the noise inside the room had quietened down before slipping in, feeling a childish grin slip onto his face as he recalled sneaking off to see Mello many times when curfew was in use.
"Oi-You gonna forgive me or what?" He asked hopefully, sitting on the bed next to Mello, "You know you're my best friend-I wasn't doing it to take the mickey out of you or anything.."
Mello turned his head to glare at Matt. "Then what were you doing it for, hmn? A laugh? A fucking laugh at my expense?" He laughed bitterly, "Well done. You made me feel like a fucking fool- Congratulations." Still, he didn't tell him to fuck off... That meant that he at least had a chance of being forgiven.
"No-Of course not!" Matt insisted, "God-You're so hard to talk too. I was doing it because I wanted a smile out of you, a joke, anything...I missed hanging out with you like normal-You know I'm an idiot, I didn't think is all.." He mumbled with a sigh. "C'mon-Please?" He asked hopefully.
"You don't get it...do you?" Mello said softly, shaking his head. "Never mind. You know what, just forget it ever happened." Whoah, a whole sentence without a swear. Mello figured he must be getting tried.
"Aw-C'mon, what? You can tell me anything-Plus, you know I'll piss you off til you tell me," Matt smiled, flopping onto his back on the bed, uncaring that it was Mello's, to him, it seemed normal enough. "So tell me, or else, I'm not leaving this bed," He grinned.
A small smile graced Mello's lips before it turned into a smirk. "You betta not spend too much time in this bed, or you may get more than you bargained for, you've been teasing me all afternoon, after all..." Mello said as he licked his lips while leaning over the other- fully expecting him to leap off the bed. Really, who takes up all the space on Mello's bed and expects no consequences?
So, maybe Mello wasn't as much of a prude as he made out to be. Well, Matt being Matt found it absolutely amusing, more so than frightening and with a grin, he decided what harm was it in seeing just how far Mello's new found daring manner would last.
"Oh really? And that's supposed to be a reason for me to leave?" Matt grinned.
Mello ignored the blush that was creeping its way back into his face. Okay, so Matt wasn't going to run. Licking his lips nervously, he put his arms on either side of Matt's head and spreading his body over Matt's. "Oh, well, I suppose if you don't want to be sore in the morning, you may wish to move." He purred, wondering how far this was going to go. Right now, he was starting to get nervous. He had never even so much as been kissed, and now he was spread over a guy- a guy in the most seductive pose that he could think of. Well...maybe.. He leaned even further down, this time resting on his elbows rather than his palms. "Or you will be so very sore in the morning."
Arching a brow, Matt paused for a moment, almost with uncertainty, but not allowing it to remain visible for more than a second. He hadn't expected Mello to continue. In fact, he'd expected to get his ass thrown out in the hallway.
Bringing his fingers up to brush lightly down Mello's cheek, breathing softly and inclining his head, their lips brushing briefly together. "Again, you're not giving me much incentive to move, Mello...In fact, you're encouraging me to stay more than anything," He whispered, a grin twitching at his lips.
Mello had gasped as Matt kissed him, however brief it may have been. He had frozen, not sure of what to do, but now he was able to move again, he leaned down even further and placed his lips against Matt's, hesitant and unsure. He'd never done this before, and had never wanted to, until now. He wasn't sure exactly what to do, but he was sure that it showed.
Tensing for a moment, Matt swallowed. He definitely hadn't meant for anything to happen. Mello was supposed to have shoved him out by now, raving like he usually did. He wasn't supposed to kiss Matt. Shouldn't they both be repulsed by now? But for some strange reason, it didn't feel like that at all.
Matt closed his eyes, an arm looping around Mello's shoulders and bringing their lips together even more so, parting them slightly and putting more effort into their actions.
A gasp escaped Mello's lips at Matt's movement and he leaned even closer, clumsily trying to kiss the other. He wasn't sure what was going on- and he was sure that they'd have to talk about this- and that would be awkward, but for now, he was content to just carry on. Though there was a steady build up of heat in his lower stomach, and he could feel an erection coming on. Regretfully, he pulled back, not wanting to go too far. Biting his lip, he looked down at Matt, waiting for him to say something. His face was still only inches away from the other, and his body was quite close. Mello wasn't sure weather Matt could feel how his body was reacting or not-and he didn't know which he would rather.
Yes. Matt had felt the unmistakable feeling of an erection, his eyes opened finally to look uneasily at Mello. He didn't want to talk about this. In fact, he hadn't wanted it to end. There would most definitely be some awkward silences if they were to stop now, and even more so if they were to remain in that position.
Breathing quietly, Matt reached his hands, one on each of Mello's shoulders, and using them to push the male off him carefully, his eyes meeting Mello's. "I can fix that," Matt spoke with ease as though they were talking about something simply, his knee nudging against the 'problem' of Mello's.
Mello moaned slightly at the small touch. He couldn't help it. His body was so sensitive that even the smallest of touches could effect him. He felt his body become even more aroused at Matt's words. He looked at Matt, swallowing a little thickly, his eyes slightly glassy. What to do? Sure, he wanted Matt to...'help' him, but what would that do to their friendship?
Finally, he nodded once.
Taking the response, glad to have something to keep the moment, anything that would prevent the awkward questions, and disturbingly long silences between them, he leant forward, unbuckling the front of Mello's pants, sliding them down his hips slightly, his fingers hesitant.
This would be the first time he'd done anything of the sort. It couldn't be that hard, right? He'd seen movies in passing. So when he finally uncovered his goal, he flushed slightly, they would most probably have a talk about this some time or another.
Brushing his fingertips over Mello's member, he glimpsed up quickly, checking on Mello cautiously, "You're sure?"
Mello's head was back and his eyes had closed when Matt had touched him. Now he brought his head forward. His glassy eyes looked directly into Matt's as he leaned forward and kissed him deeply, still slightly clumsily, but the meaning was there. However, in case that wasn't clear enough, Mello reached for Matt's hand and guided it to his own –now throbbing member.
Curling his fingers around Mello's member, he began to stroke gently, a nervous manner around him. He'd been with women enough times to know he was good, but with a man it was different. New. And he was certainly nervous about performing extremely badly when it came down to it.
After a moment of gentle movements, he leant down, running his tongue over the organ before taking it into his mouth as far as he could manage, adjusting for a moment then beginning to test his movements, glancing at Mello every now and then to see how the other was reacting.
All that came out of Mello's mouth, were pants, groans and moans. Not even the word fuck entered his mind at that point- nothing coherent was coming out of his mouth. As soon as he felt Matt's mouth around him, he let out a sound that was part way between a cry and a gasp. He couldn't help but the thrust towards the warm heat, wanting to feel more. His head slowly came forward, and he opened his eyes. Nearly coming at the sight that greeted him, Mello groaned loudly.
"Fuck Matt..." he mumbled, "Shit...good." Was all he could say.
Sucking at Mello's length, Matt's fingers brushed over the amount of flesh he wasn't able to take in, his eyes keeping a gaze with Mello before bringing themselves away, concentrating on his actions, intent on satisfying the blonde male.
He didn't even know why he was so concerned on Mello enjoying the situation, it was strange enough they were involved in something like that.
Soon enough, Mello felt the tell tale building of pressure in his lower regions. "Fuck Matt..I'm gonna... Fuck..." He tried to warn Matt what was coming, not sure if the other male wanted to have...that...in his mouth. However, thanks to the attention he was getting from the other, he couldn't say anything more coherent than "Fuck.." Before yelling Matt's name one more time as he emptied his seed.
Coughing, Matt struggled to take down the last of the male's seed before leaning back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, unable to meet Mello's gaze, not sure how to explain anything of what had gone on or why it had happened. Breathing quietly, Matt ruffled his own hair distractedly, attempting several times to interrupt the silence, but soon after shutting his mouth tightly.
Panting, Mello fought off the exhaustion of coming to climax to look at Matt. Finally steadying his breathing, he pulled his pants up and bit his lips. "Well..." he said, not knowing how to finish that sentence. "Um..." Oh boy, now for the awkward...
"Uh..So.." Matt struggled, glancing down at his hands, "Gah-Nevermind," He huffed, turning on his side and resting on the bed, clearly with no intention of leaving. After all, if he left, it could seem as though he'd regretted it, and while he still didn't understand why it had happened, he definitely didn't regret it.
"You should-Uh..Catch some rest.."
"Fuck that..." Mello mumbled, stifling a yawn. "What the fuck just happened, Matt?" he asked quietly, not wanting to ruin their friendship, but still needing to ask. "Fuck, you seemed to enjoy it as much as I did...shouldn't that just be fucked up? Why the fuck was it so..." he cut himself off as he began to blush, realizing what he was just about to say. Well, might as well get it out in the open. "fucking good if it's meant to be weird?"
Part of him felt guilty for not returning the 'favour', but really, he just wanted answers. This had been one hell of a night.
"I don't know," Matt mumbled, "I thought you were just playing around-Then...I don't know!" Matt cried, massaging his temples. "That was supposed to feel-I don't know, bad..Wrong-Anything but normal..But it felt, I dunno..." He mumbled. A short smile took his lips, "Fucking good? That supposed to be a 'sort of' compliment from Mello?" He laughed quietly, running his fingers through his own hair.
"God damn it!" Mello exclaimed, "don't fucking do that!" He batted Matt's hand away from the red hair, "it makes me fucking want to kiss you, and I'm already confused enough!" He complained, looking away. "This is fucked up... The first fucking time I'm fucking touched was by my fucking best friend who I now wanna fucking fuck! I'm fucking confused, and you're not fucking making anything fucking easier when you fucking make your self fucking cute like that...fuck!" Mello exclaimed, as if he wasn't saying the word enough. "Now I need a stronger word than fuck..." he added as an after thought.
Matt laughed weakly, "Sorry-Habit. Almost as bad as your language," He snorted, inclining his head slightly. "I don't know what you want me to say. Yes, it happened. And no, I don't regret it-Yeah, that probably makes me weird, but so what?" He sighed, "And you know what? I wouldn't exactly protest if it happened again, alright?" He admitted, putting his face in his hands.
Those words went straight to Mello's groin, almost springing him to life once more. "Fuck you know how to talk to a guy..." he mumbled. Leaning forward, Mello put his hands under Matt's chin and pulled his face from his hands so that he could lean forward and kiss him tenderly. "I have no idea what I'm supposed to do..." he admitted, flushing a bright pink, "but I think I got a small idea... I need to return the favour...after all... right?" he was a little uncertain, but this was his way of telling Matt that he didn't mind either.
Relaxing under the soft kiss, Matt flushed slightly, "Uhm-You don't have to..I mean.." He mumbled quietly, unable to resist bringing himself forward to press their lips together once more, craving the feeling between them more than anything. His own groin seemed to protest to his words.
Mello moved closer, instinct taking over as he deepened the kiss, filing it with passion. He leaned forward, so that Matt had no choice to but lay down. Pulling back slightly, he moved to kiss and suck on Matt's neck, pressing his body fully onto the other as he moved. Their groins rubbed against each other, causing Mello to pause and moan before pulling away.
Straddling Matt's knees, Mello looked down at the other, a small, shy smile on his face. "If I do something wrong. Tell me..." he muttered quietly before reaching down with shaking hands to unfasten Matt's trousers. It took him a few attempts, but he finally managed it.
Pulling the cloth down, he freed Matt's member and looked down at it. "Fuck you're huge..." he muttered. "There aint no fucking way I'm gonna let you top..."
Relaxing against the bed and enjoying Mello's movements, Matt couldn't help but laugh at the other male's announcement, "You're such a charmer-So romantic," He teased, laughing quietly then bringing Mello down with the front of his shirt before connecting their lips once more.
Grinding their hips together while he had Mello's lips preoccupied, he moaned quietly, shifting to keep the movement between them, "Nn, Mello-I swear, you better do something soon, or I'm going to go mad," He complained, breaking their kiss.
"I was getting there..." Mello mumbled, sitting up again, "but you pulled me away." He said, his skin now flushed a dark red. He gently reached forward and clasped Matt's member in a strong grip. Moving his hand up and down in an unsure manner- wondering if he was doing it right.
Biting into his own lip before he had the chance to make a smark remark, Matt stifled a groan, bringing his fingers into Mello's shoulders and arching his back, "Mello.." He mumbled, his grasp tightening slightly.
Mello paused, afraid he'd done something wrong. Looking up from where he had been concentrating, he saw how Matt was and his heart skipped a beat. "You're fucking beautiful.." he muttered, moving his hand again while leaning forward to kiss Matt sofly. Pulling back , he made sure to keep his hand in a rhythm will managing to stare at Matt. "How didn't I see that earlier...?" he whispered, kissing him again.
"I-I'm not a girl," Matt complained quietly, groaning softly and returning the kiss willingly, his body reacting toward each touch as he felt himself near the edge, "A-Ah..Mello-" He moaned, "Don't stop-I'm gonna.." Cutting off, he felt the last of his self restrain wither away and he soon came, his chest heaving with deep breath as he tried to regain himself.
Mello's eyes widened as he glanced down at the mess in his hands. He was surprised that he had managed to make Matt... Looking back up at Matt's face, he couldn't help but stare as he brought his fingers up to lick off the mess. It tasted surprisingly good.
Matt groaned quietly, sitting himself up, "So-I'm guessing this means you're not so annoyed about this whole thing?" He mused, pushing Mello's hand aside to catch the other males lips in a soft kiss, ending it after a moment and slumping against him, somewhat exhausted from their activities, waiting cautiously as if for Mello to suddenly regain his senses and kick Matt out of the room.
"Honestly?" Mello sighed as he adjusted his position to sit beside Matt. "I dunno." He said with a sigh. Putting an arm around Matt, he leaned into him and placed his head on his chest. "I'm only sure of one thing...and that's that I'm confused as hell. And that I don't regret it..." He sighed, snuggling even closer to the other male, not even aware that he was doing it. He looked down before moving his head up to look at Matt's face. "I think you need to get cleaned off..." he muttered tiredly.
"Probably-Point me the way to the shower?" Matt mused, somewhat amused by Mello's snuggly manner. Shifting himself up into a sitting position, he ruffled his hair with a short sigh, "Well-So long as you're not going to murder me in my sleep for this, I think I can deal with confused," He chuckled, shifting himself to the edge of the bed.
Mello stood and kissed Matt before moving towards the room. "This way..." he muttered, heading towards the bathroom. He pulled the door open and walked inside. "Bath, shower, toilet, sink...." He pointed to each in turn before sitting on the ground and leaning against the wall. Closing his eyes, he felt like he could fall asleep.
"You don't have to stay, you know," Matt laughed lightly, "You should catch some rest-You look about ready to pass out," Matt chuckled, pressing a kiss to the male's forehead before discarding his clothing in one corner of the room, starting the shower with a soft yawn. Yes, sleep definitely sounded good. Matt wondered if he'd be able to get away with sleeping beside Mello. With the other male this tired, he probably could, though he'd be likely to get yelled at in the morning if Mello didn't wake up in a *o.O* mood.
Mello didn't listen, he just sat there and watched Matt through half closed eyes. He had meant what he said before, Matt really was beautiful. "I'm good here." He said with a small smirk. He pulled his legs closer to his chest to get more comfortable as he watched the other. "So what do we do now...?" he asked, having to raise his voice slightly above the shower.
"Nn-What do you mean-Like..." Matt trailed off thoughtlessly, "Do you-..Wanna do this more or..?" He struggled, this was definitely a strange conversation, "Like..Uhm-..See eachother?" He said, washing the conditioner from his hair. Yes, he was a tidy person, his hair was one of those things he just took care of. Guess the stereotype of him spending so long doing his hair was wrong-He wasn't girly. He simply seemed to like men.
Mello's face seemed to be as red as Matt's hair as he nodded. "Yeah...I think so..." he said softly, "I mean...I've never wanted to...do that with anyone before..." He muttered, "Fuck, I dunno. I'm confused. I mean... Do you want to?" He bit his lip, suddenly wondering where his chocolate ended up. He then remembered that he had finished that bar before. He stood and went to the bathroom cabinet and pulled out a bar of chocolate. Sitting back down, he started to nibble on it.
"Well-I mean...Uh.." Matt struggled, reaching out of the shower to find his towel and wrapping it around his waist as he shut off the shower and slipped out, finding a second towel to dry his hair. "I do-I mean, if you want me," He decided, drying out his hair lazily. "So then.." Matt mused, dropping the towel on the counter and stretching his arms.
Mello sighed and stood again as he moved to Matt. He kissed him, pulling his arms around his neck and pulling him close. Slipping his tongue into the other's mouth, he clumsily tried to take control. He pulled back slightly and smiled at him. "I dunno if I'm doing that right..." he mumbled, "but I enjoy doing it..."
Matt laughed a little, "It was fine," He murmured, leaning his head on Mello's shoulder in exhaustion for a moment, "Nn, I'm gonna need some rest for work..And other things," He hummed with a short smile at his lips. "Plus-I might need to get dressed some time soon," He added, bringing himself away from Mello finally, and shifting himself to his room unabashedly, he really didn't mind if anyone else was up. Matt definitely wasn't that shy.
Rummaging through his things, he found a pair of boxers and a black and white striped shirt, putting his goggles away and shifting back to Mello's room with a grin. The male would have to carry him out if he wanted rid of him. But as long as Mello was willing to put up with him, he was going to spend time with him.
Mello was already curled up in his bed. He opened his eyes when Matt walked into the room and frowned. He didn't say anything as he moved closer to the wall, lifting the blankets for Matt to climb in. "C'mon then..."
Smiling brightly, Matt climbed into the bed, curling up against Mello and bringing his arms around the male comfortably. "I'll stay so long as you want me, Mello. You can get rid of me when you feel like it," He mumbled, "I'll always follow you-Since we were in Wammy together, kay? When you ask me to lay my life on the line for you, you know I will," He murmured sleepily, closing his eyes finally.
Mello kept his eyes open, finding that he was unable to sleep. After he knew that Matt was asleep, he adjusted his position so that he could watch Matt sleep. "The longer you stay with me, the less I want you to work for me..." he said. "I don't want you to die...I just want you to visit. I don't know how else to get you here." He sighed. "I never figured out why before..." he started to stroke Matt's hair.
"You're so fucking beautiful." He whispered.
The next morning started off as what would have been a normal morning, had Matt not woken up, cuddling up to Mello. Smiling to himself, he slipped himself into a sitting position, stretching his arms and giving a quiet yawn before bringing the covers back over Mello and striding off toward his own room, tossing on a pair of jeans and a comfortable shirt, perching his goggles back amongst his mess of hair.
Making a couple of drinks, he slipped back into Mello's room, shaking the male slightly, "Wake uppp, I got you a drinkk," He hummed, sipping at his own, perching on the bed beside the blonde.
"Fuck off..." Mello mumbled and turned over. "Fuck it's cold. Get back in bed." He said, sitting up groggily and rubbing his eyes. He leaned forward and pulled Matt closer to kiss him. "Don't go on the mission." He said against the lips. "I'm firing you."
Careful not to spill the drink as his lips were caught, Matt returned the kiss for a moment longer until the need to breath became too strong and he broke it, gulping in air and setting his gaze on Mello. "Nn? What did I do wrong this time?" He pouted, placing his drink on the bedside table, "You can't fire me," He complained, resting amongst the bed and bringing himself against Mello's side lazily.
"I'm firing you coz I'm not going to get you killed." He muttered, closing his eyes as he leaned against Matt, not saying anything else. His eyes were falling closed and he was falling back to sleep. He didn't get a good sleep last night.
"Then, I won't get killed," Matt murmured, leaning himself over the male and pressing a brief kiss to his lips and bringing the covers up and over him with a smile. "Get some rest already," He snorted, messing up Mello's hair playfully.
Mello opened his eyes to glare at Matt. Pulling the other closer, he curled around him. His grip was tight around the other- he wasn't going to let him go. "Stay..." he whispered before falling asleep.
Matt squirmed for a moment before pouting his lips, "But I'm not tired," He complained quietly, "Fine," He resigned himself finally, resting against the bed in a more comfortable manner, shifting his arms around Mello's shoulders and giving a quiet mumble under his breath.