Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note...yet.
Rating: T- for language
Considering his name was Mello, one would think someone had done something horrible to him, but actually, this was completely normal for Mello. It had developed into part of his routine: wake up, eat a chocolate bar, take a shower, eat a chocolate bar, throw a hissy fit, eat a chocolate bar… Matt smirked and pushed his goggles onto his forehead so he could better watch the flustered Mello yell at him.
"Damn you Matt! What did you do with my ch-"
His eyes widened as Matt pulled out a chocolate bar and slowly peeled off the wrapper. He delicately took a bite and grinned as Mello eyes darted between the chocolate bar and his mouth.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Mello had apparently gotten over the shock of seeing one of his sacred chocolate bars being devoured by the grinning gamer. Matt looked up innocently.
"Eating."
Mello's eye twitched slightly.
"What did you do with the rest of it?"
"Rest of what?"
Matt innocently took a small bite of the chocolate bar, licking his lips afterwards. Mello's eyes lingered on his lips for a second before snapping back to focus.
"You know what!"
Matt flopped back onto the green sofa, leisurely propping his head up on his arms. Mello's eyes widened as he heard a distinct crinkling coming from under Matt. Matt grinned at Mello before shifting a bit, causing the sofa to emit another round of crackling.
"You didn't." It wasn't a question. Matt arched an eyebrow.
"Didn't what?" He innocently nibbled on his- no, Mello's- chocolate bar.
Mello's hand twitched instinctively towards his gun, but he realized he'd left it in his room upon realizing that his chocolate bars were gone. Shit.
"Move."
"What's the magic word?" Matt half-sang through another bite of chocolate. Hey, the stuff wasn't that bad maybe he'd snag some more often.
"Get your ass off the sofa before I strangle you with my bare hands!" Mello shouted. He was having major sugar withdrawal and wasn't in the mood.
"Now that's not – WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Mello had lunged at Matt, successfully straddling him. He was now in the process of choking Matt.
"Get the fuck off of me!"
Mello stopped suddenly and rocked back, staring at Matt's face for a moment before smirking. Leaning forward, he ripped Matt's goggles off and threw them to over his shoulder to land god-knows-where.
Matt's eyes widened. Oh…shit. Mello was looking at him like he was going to fucking eat him. Mello suddenly swooped down and pressed his lips to Matt's, savoring the taste of chocolate that lingered with nicotine. Mello pulled back, staring into Matt's eyes before shoving Matt onto the floor.
Matt stared at him from the faded carpet. He watched as Mello dug beneath the cushions and emerged holding several chocolate bars in his left hand while using his right hand to cram the others into his pockets.
"What the fuck was that?"
Mello glanced up at Matt, taking in his flustered hair and confused expression. He shrugged, standing up after making sure he'd successfully claimed all his chocolate bars.
Matt watched him walk out of the room, no doubt going to go pig out in the privacy of his bedroom. Matt absentmindedly licked his lips. Yes, he should definitely steal chocolate more often.
