Matt had always felt a certain closeness to Mello. His feelings sat on the brink of friendly and romantic, despite them being non-reciprocal on Mello's part. So while the two being privately homed together- on Roger's recommendation- seemed almost a natural progression of their relationship to Matt, the growing pains were especially difficult for his new roommate.
"Are you all unpacked?" Matt asked quietly, watching his friend putter around the apartment.
"No. Your shit is everywhere, there's no space for mine." Mello replied with a grimace.
"I didn't think I had that much stuff. You brought twice what I did."
The grimace stretched further across Mello's face. His gaze spoke for itself, prompting Matt to turn away from him.
A vibration in Matt's pocket followed by a shrill bell-type sound broke the quiet of the room. Startled, he quickly retrieved his cell phone, answering it.
"Hello? ...Yes, we're settling in fine, thanks. No, no, it's not too small... What? What do you mean? ...Okay, and what does that do? ...OH. Uhm, you may want to speak with Mello about this as well. Y-yes, he's right here." Matt was thoroughly flushed by now, reaching the phone out to Mello.
"What is it?"
"Ah, Mello, good to hear you're still yourself." Roger's pleasantly perky voice responded. "I've just let Matt know about this, but Wammy and I were looking over the Wammy House budget. Considering the costs of the apartment you and Matt are staying in, we're going to have to find a few ways to save a little here and there. With that in mind, we've concluded that Matt and yourself entering into a civil union would offer considerable benefits to the Wammy house budget."
"Excuse me?!" Mello's voice rose in both octaves and volume. Matt studied his reaction carefully, hesitant to express his excitement.
"A civil union! I understand that you're barely an adult and Matt is still a month away from his eighteenth birthday, but as both of your legal guardians we'll willingly give consent. I urge you to consider this carefully Mello, it would benefit the Wammy house budget and nothing would truly have to change between Mello and yourself."
He paused. Taking a breath in and exhaling dramatically. "Fine." He thrust the phone back into Matt's hands and hurriedly marched away.
"Well, Mello seems to be alright with it, so what do we need to do?" Matt asked into the phone meekly.
"I'll come by tomorrow with the papers. You and your future partner take today to get settled in. Take care! See you soon!"
Mat slowly clicked his phone shut and put it away. His head was hot and his heart beating faster than he thought possible.