This is a weird, slightly cracky fic... and Matt's an idiot. I wrote this late at night when I was mulling over Matt/Misa, and this kind of just... happened. It was meant to go a completely different Yaoi-like way, but I was tired, and idk Matt's a prick. :'3
Matt knew it was wrong, a routine that was no longer for collecting information.
Because let's be honest, even if Mello hadn't been suspicious enough about Light to set Matt on Misa, Matt would've done it anyway. He said it himself, she was cute, the first person Matt had noticed sexually in years, since he fucked up royally with Mello.
So he continued, after the seduction it was damn well easy to get this girl on him. She must've had needs that Light wasn't fulfilling, needs that Matt could fulfil in his sleep.
Right. This doesn't sound like Matt to you, in everyone's eyes Matt is the dork virgin and Mello's crazy horny or something. However, Mello's a fake rake and Matt's fucking talented with his fingers (being a hardcore gamer and all).
So this leads us to our current predicament.
Matt breathed out, his chest tight, the closet dark and hot. He was silently pulling on his shirt, listening to sounds of Misa chattering to her fiancée a-thousand-words-per-minute.
Yes, caught in the act, almost.
Matt pulled the shirt over his stomach and opened the closet quietly, preparing to leave out the window before remembering.
"Damn," he whispered to himself, "my goggles."
They were on the entry hall table, ripped off almost immediately the second the couple rushed into the apartment, much to his dismay.
He panicked, weighing up the chance of getting away if he sprinted into the hall, grabbed the goggles, and made his grand escape via the door.
Eh, worth a shot.
Matt slipped his gloved hands into the crack in the open door, opening it more so he could see the other room. Light was on the couch, facing away from him on his laptop.
Without further delay, Matt flung the bedroom door open and shot out, heading towards the apartment's front door and grabbing his goggles as he went, reaching it and wrenching on the handle to find... It was jammed.
Shit.
He turned round in time to see Light grab in and slam him into the door.
"Who're you?" He snarled.
Matt smirked, "could ask you the same thing."
Light clenched his hand into a fist and went directly for Matt's face, causing Matt to bang his head against the hard wood of the door, again.
Matt remembered the gun he had conveniently in his jacket, I mean, who doesn't take guns out for romantic affairs. Moreover, if he killed the guy everyone thought was Kira he'd practically be a hero and everyone would hopefully overlook the fact that Matt was having sex with Light's wife-to-be. He flung one of his arms up, grabbing Light's hair, and then went for the gun with the other hand, pressing it against Light's skull.
"Eee let me go." Matt smiled.
"MISA WRITE HIS NAME," Light screamed in all caps, only to get a puzzled reply.
Haha Kira's an idiot.
Matt debated killing him, knowing perfectly well he'd pussy out, make a remark about Misa in bed, and run. However, he still favoured looking like a badass for a few minutes.
Guess which one he went for.
Matt pushed the taller man to the floor, wrenching on the doorknob one last time to find the door swing open.
"YOUR GIRLFRIEND'S GREAT IN BED BY THE WAY." He laughed, making his escape and not stopping running until he got to his car a couple of blocks away.
Upon entering his apartment, Mello gave the over excited boy a look.
"That was intense," was all he said at first, sitting down next to a confused looking Mello.
"Oh, and Light's definitely Kira."