UPDATE: I'm currently working on a revised version of this. If this is your first time reading, you can read either this version or the new version. Chapter one of the new version starts on chapter 10. These first nine will be deleted after revisions are complete :)
AN: I've never written a fanfic before. Don't hurt me. Also: I rated this M just to be safe. So far, I think there's just some language.
Mello's POV
"Knockout!" The TV in the other room boomed. Matt was playing some stupid video game again; one he'd beat a million times yet never seemed to tire of.
"Matt! Turn that down! I'm trying to read!" I shouted. The sound in the other room went completely silent, and for a moment, I thought Matt had muted the TV—but I knew him better than that. I had been lying on my stomach, and I now pushed myself up on my arms to look over my shoulder and saw Matt walk into our bedroom.
"You don't read." He said, standing beside the bed I was lying on.
"I… yeah, well…." I was going over some information for a case I was thinking about working on. Matt picked up one of the papers I had been reviewing, but didn't look at it for too long.
"Trying to beat Near again?" He asked, placing his hand on my shoulders. It was supposed to be a comforting gesture, but it only made me even more tense.
"Don't talk about Near." I spat out through clenched teeth.
He gently rubbed my back and sighed. "You shouldn't be so hard on yourself. Who cares if you aren't like Near? I don't. I like my Mello just the way he is." He smiled, and I wanted to smile back as well as punch him in the face. Instead, I simply returned to my "work", if I could call it that. "Well, it's good to know my opinion matters." Matt said sardonically as he walked back out into the living room and resumed playing his game.
"Love you too, Matt." I said, my voice quiet—at least, quiet enough so that Matt wouldn't hear me. I'd never told him that I loved him.
I didn't read anything after that. I was distracted by more noises from Matt's fighting game and the thoughts that were now running through my own head. Do I love Matt? Does he love me back? He must; we were living together, after all.
When Matt finally lost the game (although I never checked the clock, I knew it took a while), he turned off the console and headed for the kitchen. I heard him open the pantry door, grab something, then close the door again. He walked into our bedroom, chocolate bar in hand, and offered it to me. "Why don't you try to relax for a little bit?" He said kindly.
I shuffled my papers around until they were all in one neat little stack and set them on the floor next to the bed, then patted the area next to me, wordlessly asking Matt to sit by me. He accepted my offer. After he was seated, I sat up so that I wouldn't have to crane my neck to look at him. I opened the chocolate bar that Matt had laid on the nightstand and offered him a bite before I sunk my teeth into the sweet delicacy.
After I'd finished my candy, Matt put an arm around my shoulders and brought me in close to him. Normally, I'd pull away and pretend that I didn't like his affection, but I was too exhausted to put up any fight right now, so I laid my head on his shoulder, closed my tired eyes, and fell asleep.
I have a cookie.
Yay! My first fanfiction! I'm kind of… scared, actually. I don't know if this is really OOC, or if it'll end up being really bad… please don't hurt me! This chapter is pretty short :/ I'll try to write more next time :) When I first thought about writing this, it was going to be told from Matt's perspective, but then I actually did start writing this, it was from Mello's perspective, so… yeah. Some of the chapters will be from Matt's POV and some will be from Mello's. Just because I think I'm cool or something.
