I sat in mine and Mello's apartment playing my PSP as I do everyday. I heard a small shuffle across the carpet and glanced up to see Mello sitting by the window. He was staring outside like he was expecting something to be there. He did that everyday, but there never was anything there. Well, anything important. As I stared at him I found myself looking him up and down. I never before noticed the way his back slightly curved in when he leaned on the windowsill, or how his face fits perfectly into his curved palm. I noticed how his tight leather pants hugged his hips and accented his legs. I caught myself licking my lips as my mind got lost in fantasies. Fantasies of Mello holding me close, his lips against mine. They were soft and gentle on me. His arms around me, his hands caressing the skin beneath my striped shirt. I could feel his feminine body against mine. The heat radiating off of our bodies was trapped between us. He unzipped my vest and threw it to the ground as I did the same with his leather vest. He moved down my neck with a mixture of kisses and small, loving bites. He made his way down my chest as I shivered at every touch, not used to this type of skin on skin contact. I moaned softly in my daydream, but I must've moaned out loud because Mello was staring at me.
"Something..wrong, Matt?" he asked, now locking eyes with me.
"No! Nothing at all!" I choked out. I averted my eyes because I could feel my face heating up.
"Well, alright." he said as he turned his attention back to the world beyond the glass.
I let out a sigh of relief even though I knew he suspected something. I let my mind wander again. I was in Mello's arms and we were both sweaty and panting. I let myself believe we had just finished having sex for the first time. He put one hand on my face and turned it to face him. He told me he loves me and I felt myself blush in real life.
"I love you too, Mello" I said aloud.
Oh shit. I thought, Maybe he didn't hear me.
I looked up to, sure enough, see Mello staring straight at me. I locked eyes with him immediately, but there was something I didn't expect. He was blushing bright red.
"Is that true?" he asked, his voice shaking.
"Y-yes. It's true. I'm..sorry.." I told him, "Please don't be mad.."
"Why would I be mad?" he asked. "I-I love you too.." he said, blushing again, but this time he hid his face from me.
He stood up from the window and sat on his bed. Both of us sat there in silence until I walked over and made my, or rather our, fantasies come true.
The End.