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Cutting in.
Matt POV
I put down my razor for the 4th time this week, it was only Tuesday. I sighed, if Mello ever found out I would be dead, but isn't that what I want?. I grabbed a red towel and began to clean the pooling blood around me when Mello started pounding on the door.
"Matt, open up!" Mello yelled. "I know what you're doing in there!"
"Uhh…Taking a piss?" I gave as a cover up, what gave it away? My 1 ½ hour long showers? The fact that I wear long sleeve shirts to bed in the middle of summer?
Just then Mello kicked in the door, leaving me with a towel of blood and bleeding wrists right in front of him. I didn't really know what happened, but somehow my two wrists were grasped by Mello's strong, beautiful, soft hands.
"Mail." He said. I was shaking. He wasn't fucking around. He was so calm almost like he had been practicing for this moment.
Very first fanfic! Hope I did good! Review please, will be updated soon.