lol are you ready for a lil fluff *hands webpage
Summers in Wammy's house were painfully hot; dense humid air and the the sound of chirping night insects blanketing everything in the evenings. Pallid stars would occasionally poke through the dusky haze of england sky, little pinholes into the eternal universe above. It had been in one of these heated, white-noise nights that Mello and Matt had escaped to the rooftop, Mello already bitching about the bugs, and Matt seemingly only interested in the peculiar way his cigarette smoke paled to milky white against the soot of night.
Mello's creamy skin had flushed to a rosy salmon after repeated, failed attempts to strike the little black mosquitos and gnats dead. Matt was unbothered by the horrid creatures, his nicotine fumes keeping them at bay.
"Goddamit. . . What the hell, why don't they fuck with you Matt?" Mello whined, the crack of his palm against his neck echoing a little louder than it should have.
"Matt is open for business." He declared, pointing two scrawny, pale fingers at the striped back of the reclining boy.
Matt glanced back at Mello, blowing a puff of bitter smoke his direction, it swirled and infused itself into the air, the concoction colliding with Mello's skin, causing a disheveled gag form the hot-headed blonde.
Matt allowed his upper body the pleasure of flopping back flat against the roof, he gently patted the empty area to the right of him, a silent signal for Mello to get his butt over there. Mello obliged, worming his way towards Matt, anything Matt wanted him to see or do was probably more intellectually engaging that the need for insect genocide that had occupied his mind at the moment.
Endless night extended in front of them, luminescent bands and freckles of burning stars mapped themselves out against the coal heavans, a scarf of indigo mauve galaxy hanging high, eerie silence stretching between all things.
It wasn't until this moment that Mello had noticed that their hands had been touching, the soft flesh right behind their pinkies melded together, His cigarette laying between his thumb and middle finger, on his touching hand nonetheless, and he had not bothered to move his hand in the slightest, dare taking another drag.
Matt had a small carmel freckle to the right of this pinky knuckle and Mello had always thought that was a kinda cute thing, dare he ever say it aloud. Matt's hands were really warm. And soft. And Mello had the overwhelming urge to hold them and memorize every part of those beautiful things.
He wanted to drag his fingers against the lines in his flushed palm and count every knuckle and he wanted to touch every part of Matt.
"It's beautiful isn't it. . ." Matted murmured against the last of his exhaled smoke.
Red hair rustled against the roof tiles as Matts angled his head to get a good look at Mello, silking blonde hair in his eyes and welds from the damned insects rising on his neck, Mello looked jittery as he placed his hands on either side of Matt's face. Holding it in place and he pressed their foreheads together, Mello's weight shifting onto Matts abdomen.
"Matt." The hot whispered air brushed against Matt's lips, The cigarette was dropped and the quite sizzle of its last cries were forgotten as Matt entangled his hands in the amber hair and gave the last push that forced their mouths together.
Mello's lips whispered of sweetness, and Matt's of bitter nicotine.
It was an awkward kiss, but that feeling faded back as the lips danced and melted together.
Mello's hair smelled rough and sagey, only hints of bitter cocoa mingling with the golden silk,
"Goddamit Mels, took you long enough." the salty, coarse words kissed Mello's now feverish skin and the heat coiled and twisted within him. Matt planted soft kisses against his jaw line before greeting his lips again with another hungry kiss. The moments clouded together for Mello , a sea of rosey pink and momentary happiness, everything was warm and he felt like he was finally home.
"I love you. . Matt." Breathed Mello in between formless kisses
Matt had whispered a "Me too." against raw lips.
i recently rewatched death note AND OH MY GEE HAS MY LOVE FOR FANFICTION RETURNED
wow so here i am publishing melloxmatt crap wow. i was actually a avid melloxnear fan for like a really long time so wow WOW
and also wow because the death note fandom is kinda dead and thats very sad
review it or whatever babe I LOVE YOU OKAY
(omg im sorru this kinda sucks a butthole, ill writesome HOAWT SMUT later so be happy for me)
BYE LOVELIES! 3