thanks to SkywardShadow who's amazing and beta'd this for me, and as usual, was awesome in general.
disclaimer: i do not own Death Note or any of its characters.
"Come on Mattie, it'll be fun."
"No."
"But you always say no! Come on, just fucking live a little!"
"Nope, sorry Mels."
"Matt!"
"Mello."
"Ugh! Matt! Give me one good reason why not."
"Easy. I can think of several."
"Well?" Mello replied, putting a hand on his hip (said hip was jutting out to the side; the result was that he looked unfortunately feminine).
Matt sighed and looked up from the PSP, pausing the game momentarily before thinking better of it. He returned to playing before bothering to answer.
"Mello, I really don't feel like going clubbing, getting smashed and then probably ending up doing something I'll regret," he said flatly.
Mello snorted. "Oh come on, it's not like I'd let anyone take you home. As for getting smashed, you're funny when you're totally wasted," the blond replied with a devilish smirk.
It was Matt's turn to snort. "I wasn't worried about anyone taking me home. And believe me, you only think it's funny because you're always drunk as fuck too," he stated in the same monotone before adding "Besides, I hate clubs. There are too many people." Too many people asking you to dance and if they can buy you a drink, he added silently.
Mello rolled his eyes and, with a flick of his wrist, flipped a lock of blond hair over his shoulder. He heaved a great sigh. "Fine, I guess I'll just have to go alone. Too bad no one will be there to turn away anyone who wants to buy me a drink and take me home; then again, maybe I'll have more fun that wa-"
"Fine!"
Matt stood, glaring at Mello before heading towards the door, grabbing a jacket and slipping it on. He dug around in the pockets until he found a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. After taking a long drag he opened and held the door for Mello, looking at his lover expectantly, only a slight tinge of annoyance showing on his features.
Mello smirked triumphantly. "Good boy," he murmured, gliding past Matt and out the door.
Matt rolled his eyes, locking the door before following Mello out "whatever, your still not getting me drunk" he muttered, mostly to himself.
"don't underestimate me Mattie" Mello replied "I have the whole evening now don't I?" unable to keep the smirk from showing itself.
Matt didn't reply, just rolling his eyes once again though he had a small sinking feeling in his stomach. He could already tell he just should have let Mello go by himself. –sigh- oh well, it could be helped now.
And with that the two disappeared outside, headed off, heading for trouble no doubt.