AN: Nothing to say really. Just fluff at Whammy's. Mello and Matt are nine in this one.
No real Matt/Mello this time, their kids. Just cuteness here. Enjoy. ALSO I have no real knowledge of weather conditions in England, so forgive any mistakes I may make, this was just something I wrote for fun while Wisconsin was being hammered with tornado warnings for the third time this week.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note
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It was just past midnight at Whammy's, and the children were all peacefully sleeping in their beds as the night wore on. Mello however, was not this fortunate.
Mello had never been a particularly big fan of thunderstorms. In fact he may say he was afraid of them, if he was actually afraid of anything that is. So as it stood, he simply disliked thunderstorms, and he was in no way afraid of them.
The night was dark and stormy. Mello was up watching the storm, not because he was afraid of course, just because the storm was loud and keeping him awake, even if it had no affect on his roommate and best friend.
It wasn't as if the storm was very loud right now. The rumbles of thunder were distant, but the lightning was very bright, and who could sleep with that? Mello closed his eyes, hoping he could ignore the flashes of lightning, but a louder rumble of thunder made him jump and open his eyes again. Heart racing, he stood and shakily made his way to the window, watching as the rain began to pour outside. He could hear the wind howling through the windows, bending trees in the distance back and forth as if it were nothing. A streak of lightning lit the sky and Mello jumped back as a crash of thunder soon followed. Breathing slightly heavier, he backed away from the window until he was standing next to Matt's bed.
He had known tonight's storm would be a bad one. As the day had worn on, dark, almost black storm clouds had assaulted the sky. They had kept him on edge all evening, even clouding his judgment slightly for the homework he had been working on. It had been rather annoying, and Matt had been no help, shouting next to him as he tried to beat another final boss.
As another bright flash filled the room, and the rain pounded even harder against the building, Mello acknowledged that yes, maybe he was a little afraid of thunderstorms.
Matt had stirred at the last crash of thunder, rubbing his eyes drowsily as he glanced towards the window where Mello was staring. He shifted again, loud enough to capture his friends' attention. "Hey."
Mello said nothing, just flinched slightly at another flash of lightning. "Are you scared?" asked Matt, already shifting over to give Mello room to climb in if he wished.
Mello sent him an incredulous look, retorting with an offended "no." The effect of this statement however was ruined when a new crash of thunder hit and Mello jumped instinctively into Matt's bed with him. Matt chuckled lightly as Mello glared at him. "Don't laugh at me!"
"Are you sure you're not scared?"
Mello pouted. "Maybe a little," he admitted, pulling the blankets securely around himself before turning so his back was facing Matt. Matt rolled his eyes at his friend and only had to wait a few minutes until the storm increased in intensity before Mello turned around to face him, curling into Matt's chest and closing his eyes.
Matt couldn't help but smile at this, sliding his arms to gently hold Mello in place when he cringed at another thunder crash. "It'll be fine Mello, the storm can't hurt you."
"It can if it's bad," he replied. "Lightning could strike the building; it's not as if we're on the ground floor. The wind gusts could shatter the window and send glass all over us and the room. If there's hail-"
"Mello," Matt interrupted. "It'll be fine. The chances of any of that happening are so small." Matt doubted that would be of any comfort however, and he was proved right when another, louder thunder crash caused Mello to let out a strangled squeaking sound and actually cling to the redhead. Matt murmured gently to him, noting in the back of his mind that there were sirens in the distance. Had the storm really grown that bad?
Other children in the house had begun to stir now, as the storm began to grow louder. It surely didn't matter though, any sirens in the distance. Roger would come get them all if anything bad was to happen. This wasn't America; they weren't devoured by severe weather very often.
So honestly Mello had nothing to worry about, because if the storm was very bad Roger would-
White blinded both the boys' vision for a moment as thunder crackled at the same time, shaking the windows with its intensity. It caused not only Mello, but Matt to jump as well, clinging to the blond just as much as Mello was clinging to him.
"It sounds bad Matt," Mello whispered, although he wasn't sure the other could hear his words over the pounding rain now. Matt flinched slightly at a sharp thunder crack as the sirens continued softly in the background. "Matt?" Mello asked when he received no further response.
Matt's voice held the barest hints of shivers in it when he finally replied. "Roger would come get us right away if it was really that bad."
Mello stretched out a little from his curled position to get a more comforting hold on Matt, bringing an arm around the redhead to hold him close as well. "Right. That means the sirens aren't for us, or we'd all be moved to a safer location," he said, correctly guessing what was putting the other boy on edge.
Lightning lit the sky once more, and Mello cringed while Matt buried his face in Mello's soft, blond hair and took a deep breath. This wasn't working at all how he had imagined. Finally when he was there to provide some comfort for his friend, Matt himself had ended up…maybe a little scared as well.
Mello was always the one there for him. He'd been there to stop anyone from teasing him about his goggles, and he'd been there to comfort him from any nightmares he'd had. It wasn't often that Matt was in a position to comfort Mello, but those sirens…normal storms he could handle. Anything threatening made him nervous and anxious.
They stayed like this for a few minutes, before the storm started to quiet down. The signals had grown no louder and now had vanished all together, and both boys were slipping to sleep now that the threat seemed to have passed. A rumble of thunder, much quieter now, echoed throughout the room, but Mello simply snuggled a little closer to Matt, feeling the other boys' breath mingle with his own. He sighed contently before opening his eyes and looking at Matt, who looked like he would be dreaming any second now. "Hey Matt?"
"Hm?" he mumbled, shifting so that he could actually see Mello beside him.
"Thanks," he said, somewhat embarrassed by his behavior that night. It seemed to make Matt happy though, so he ignored the discomfort and smiled. Matt closed his eyes and leaned his head back down, his chin settled against Mello's forehead as he began to slip back to sleep.
"…Hey Matt?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you afraid of thunderstorms?"
Matt was silent for a moment, and Mello was sure he wasn't going to answer when he felt a small smile against his skin. "Maybe a little," he replied, and Mello grinned himself before both settled into a comfortable sleep.
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AN: So yeah…it was storming and this is what happened. Please review!