Disclaimer: I still don't own Death Note.
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Scary Movies
So here they were again.
In Matt's room watching another movie stolen from some other child's room (usually Near's). But, of course, Mello didn't consider it "stealing," no, he referred to it as "borrowing with no intention of returning."
They did this every Saturday, no matter how pissed Mello got at him, no matter how tired and annoyed he was, they still did it, even though they were quite unsure why sometimes. At this point, to put it lightly, Matt's room was overflowing with movies, there had to be far over a fortunes worth of them in his room by now.
And tonight, as always, Mello had grabbed some random movie from some random room (-COUGH-Near's-COUGH-), and this time, it just so happened to be some disturbing movie about a serial killer that showed way too much detail.
Oh, and also, Mello's eyes looked like they were popping out of his head and he was holding onto a pillow for dear life.
"EEP!" Holy fuck, he screeched like a little girl except about twenty-five times louder.
"Damn it Mels, are you trying to make me go deaf? That was more high-pitched than any girl's scream I've ever heard."
"Shut the hell up Matt!" He mumbled through the pillow his face was currently shoved into.
God, he didn't think Mello of all people could get that scared…
"EEP!!" Again!
Now Mello was clinging to the pillow but was leaning into Matt's shoulder and burying his face in that instead.
And…Matt was not blushing.
He wasn't.
Denial.
No!
Yes.
No!
You like him.
Shut up, I do not!
Yes you do, admit it, you're enjoying this.
No I'm not, shut the hell up!
Wait…why was he arguing with himself? He wasn't crazy…Fine, maybe a little, but he had an excuse for that, he was introduced to Mello's demented mind at a young age…
"EEP!!" How fucking long was this going to go on?!
Oh god…
Matt assumed his face was about as dark as his hair now.
Mello. Was. Sitting. In. His. Lap. And. Clinging. To. Him. His head was buried in Matt's chest and he was either scared as hell or he was attempting to murder Matt from holding on to him so tight.
He decided it was the first one when Mello didn't shoot him after he put his arms around the blonde.
"Geez, calm down Mels, it's just a movie…"
He removed his face from the red head's chest to give him a half-hearted glare.
"I'm not scared you asshat!"
"Oh, so then it's normal to be sitting in your best friend's lap, clinging to him, burying your face into his chest, and screeching like a girl then?"
Mello looked away to glare at some other distant object and give a slight blush, but still not loosening his grip on his friend or saying a word.
Matt smirked.
He knew that look.
"Mellooo…" The blonde's blush deepened.
"Aw, come on Mels, not gonna look at me?"
He attempted to glare at the boy but failed miserably, just looking more embarrassed.
The red head pulled him closer and kissed him a little.
And a little more.
And a little more.
And a little more.
And then it was more like a make-out session than anything.
They ended up falling asleep together on the couch as the credits rolled up the screen.
Matt liked scary movies.
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Awww.
Wasn't that cute?
I can't believe I managed to write something as fluffy as this while watching some creepy movie. Oo
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