This was just a REALLY quick one-shot I pulled together this morning. Enjooyyy!
It was an average day, Mello was plotting how to destroy Near, and Matt was well... being Matt. The two best friends sat on the couch in their apartment.
Click click click click clicky click click. Mello sat on the couch, staring off into space, chocolate bar squeezing tighter for each click. Matt perched on the couch next to him, clicking a pen.
Click click click, the noise invaded his brain, swarming around, beating his brain to a liquid-like pulp. His right blue eye began to twitch, matching in tune to each sharp click.
It interrupted all thoughts, Mello couldn't seem to think straight, all his energy went to kicking the distracting noise out of his head, he was very quite sure his ears would begin bleeding.
Click click click, It was almost deafening, the way it destroyed all ways of thinking.
It stopped. Matt leaned back in his seat, letting the pen drop into his lap. Taking his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, snuggled into the couch, sighing. Clasping the cigarette in between his lips, flicking on the lighter, and sucking, pulling the flame into the paper, catching fire. He breathed the smoke out in a puff of silvery cloud.
"Ahh." He sighed, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.
Mello was now able to think, now it was quiet. He glanced down at his smashed chocolate bar, it was just a shapeless form of chocolatey goodness. Still edible, Mello chomped down on the messy, melted cocoa substance.
Matt had finished his cigarette, and Mello prayed silently that Matt wouldn't start up his annoying pen clicking disaster.
But, to no avail, Matt picked up the pen resting on his lap, and began clicking again. With an exasperated sigh, Mello turned away.
"Something wrong, Mels?" Matt grumbled, all clicking ceased.
"No, no. Nothing at all."
"Okay then."
Click click click clickclickclickclick CLICK.
That was the last fucking straw. Mello lunged at Matt, tackling the brunette to the ground, ripping the pen from his gloves hands. Matt's stunned face gazed up at Mello's.
"Cut it out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mello shrieked in his face, crucifix dangling between their chests.
Matt stared up at the blonde through his orange tinted goggles, eyes wide, shell-shocked.
Mello threw the pen across the room, getting up and stomping out of the room.
Matt sat up until he was propped up on his elbows, staring after his best friend, "What the hell?"