Note: I do not own Death Note. (But I sure do love it)
A MattXMello Yaoi.
Chapter 1.5:
I love him
(Matt's POV)
A kid. Ever since we were kids, I've always admired Mello, liked him, no, love him.
Mello is tough, he is a part of the Mafia after all, but I sense some tenderness in him. He loves his chocolates so much that sometimes I'm getting jealous of it. While he is eating them, he is masturbating.
One night, I woke up from sleeping in the couch when he just came home. He headed straight to the bathroom. I followed him so I can take a peek when he takes a bath. But it surprised me to his beautiful naked body with wounds and bruises. Oh how I wish I could just go in there, hug him and tell him everything's going to be okay. But that would be just too weird. I hurried back to the couch and pretended to sleep because I don't want him to know I was peeking at him.
That night, I dreamed of him kissing my neck, just a soft kiss, and touching my nipples (because I always sleep half-naked), I could've asked for more, but it was just a dream. Weird thing is, I dream of that every night. Every night.
Whenever he sits on his couch, with his legs apart, (the way men sit), I wish I could rip his pants off, and mine too, and sit on top of him and rub our privates together. But I know I couldn't. He doesn't feel the same for me. No.
But I love him. I love Mihael Keehl.
