Mello x Matt
LoveGame
The leather-clad blonde man lounged on the couch, slowly savouring each square of his chocolate bar. The slow cracking noise of the chocolate disturbed the calm atmosphere of the room. It was silent apart from quiet beeps being emitted from multiple computers and electronic devices. A smaller male with reddish-brown hair sat opposite him, rapidly pushing the buttons on his game console, his eyes fixated on the small screen.
Suddenly, a loud "YES!" came from the brunette, making the blonde stare at him. "Matt, do you ever stop playing that thing?" he said. "But Mello, I'm on the last level! Besides, do you ever stop eating chocolate?" Matt replied.
"Damn, you got me there..." Mello said, taking a lick of his chocolate bar.
The door opened and Mello's hand instantly flew to the handgun held in his waistband. It was withdrawn in seconds and aimed at the figure that had just entered. Sidoh, the shinigami, had just opened the door and immediately ran out when he saw the gun pointing towards him. Mello smirked and lowered his weapon; he found it amusing that he could intimidate a god of death, even if that shinigami was completely useless.
Matt lit a cigarette and puffed on it slowly as he returned to his game. Mello shoved his gun back down his pants and sat there watching him concentrate, slowly licking his chocolate bar. The smoke from Matt's cigarette filled the airspace with a slight haze, but Mello was almost certain he could see a hint of a blush.
Silence fell as Mello calmly observed the other man. Somehow, every time he looked at him, he felt like he couldn't look away. He was fascinated, absorbing every little detail, his shirt which made him look good even though it was pink, his goggles which perfectly framed his eyes, the way his eyes lit up every time he defeated an enemy on his game.
However, the thing that intrigued him the most was the way his lips pursed around his cigarette. Mello found that every time Matt smoked, his eyes would instantly be drawn to his lips; he wanted to taste them, he wanted them to be his.
After what seemed like forever, Matt broke the silence. "Why do we barely talk anymore? You used to talk to me all the time at Wammy's House... what's changed?" he whispered, his eyes still glued to his games console as if he was scared to make eye-contact.
Mello blinked. "You know... I have to beat Near. I have to catch Kira before he does!" he replied. "There you go again" muttered Matt "Always talking about Near, it's always Near this, Near that. I know you're rivals but it's almost like you're in love with him!" The gaming addict looked up and met Mello's eyes and the blonde saw tears building up behind the yellow tinted goggles.
Mello broke eye contact. "I can't be in love with Near" he whispered. "Why not? You don't swing that way or something?" asked Matt, now losing practically all interest in his game. Mello walked over to the other couch and sat down next to Matt.
He leant over and whispered in his ear: "I can't be in love with Near, because I'm in love with you."
Matt turned around to look at Mello and the blonde took the cigarette out of the brunette's mouth, and then crashed his lips against the other man's.
Taking advantage of Matt's surprise, Mello slipped in his tongue. Their tongues fought for dominance, the tastes of tobacco smoke and chocolate mingling together. Mello had never liked the taste of tobacco; it was the reason why he didn't smoke, but tasting Matt made it so much better.
Mello's tongue overpowered Matt's and he pushed him down onto the couch. Matt blushed; chocolate never tasted so sweet. One hand running through Matt's hair, he used the other to blindly stub out the cigarette in the nearby ashtray.
Mello overbalanced- stretching his arm to the ashtray had shifted his centre of gravity and he toppled off the couch, pulling Matt with him. With a loud bump, they landed next to Matt's video game; its miniscule screen flashing with big red letters. GAME OVER.
"Bu- but it was the last level… and I lost" sobbed Matt. Mello cupped Matt's chin and placed a light kiss on his lips. Smirking and looking directly into the other man's eyes he said: "Wasn't this a game worth losing?"