It was a rare privilege that Mello would allow himself to be seen in public with Near (although Near didn't really agree that it was a privilege as he treated most matters in his life with a severe sense of nonchalance, although he was excited, hoping that this meant that Mello was coming out of his gruff shell, and would, indeed, soon leave Matt, like he'd promised at the beginning of their secret relationship).
The sun was beating down upon their backs, the bright white that made up Near sucking up the powerful rays, and the boy had to use all of his energy to hold back his sweat, immediately regretting his decision, knowing that the sweat would cool him off, but he didn't want to let people see his real self, preferring to hide behind a cold exterior. He couldn't help but feel slight sympathy for Mello, who was dressed completely in leather, sweat running down the rivulets on his scar. He subconsciously wiped his unusually greasy fringe off his face, scowling at everyone who dared look at the leather clad man.
Near sighed, clutching an oversized sleeve in a small hand, staring at the ground as though it held all of lives answers. A large, hand suddenly wrapped around his, but Near's exhilaration was quickly diminished when Mello abruptly yanked him into a nearby supermarket, the cold blast of air like being slapped upside the face with a fish; unpleasant and completely unexpected.
~~A~~
Near felt a weight settling on his stomach area, and he absent-mindedly ran his fingers through Mello's soft hair, turning his head to stare at the coffee table. He had a feeling that something was going to happen, like a shadow on the wall that belonged to none of the occupants in the room. Quite terrifying really. But he simply rolled grey eyes, twisting slightly so Mello's elbow was digging into his inner shin. He heard a mumbled curse, and then steady breathing.
Their shoes lay carelessly tossed to the side, shirts half open as their fingers ran over each other. Near let out a breathless moan as Mello kissed and sucked on his neck. He tilted his head to the side, his grey eyes lusted over and lidded. His fingers working quickly to unbutton the rest of Mello's shirt as Mello's fingers worked on his. Breathless, Mello stopped his assault on the pale neck and looked towards the direction of the door as the heard it click shut, Near froze as then seen Matt who had just walked in a smile graced his lips as he was about to greet Mello.
The look of dismay was now bestowed upon Matt face as he witnessed his boyfriend and near snuggled together on the couch, this really wasn't the way they intended him to find out about his boyfriend having an affair with the fluff ball no-less. Near had that feeling again but this time something was happening, and the shadow on the wall now had an occupant, 'Matt.'
Mello and I just sat there, Mello being the ignorant bastard I knew he could be sometime was eating chocolate at a time like this, 'where he got it from was beyond me.' I just sat there mystified and frightened, I knew me and Mello being together was a bad idea when he still had a boyfriend. When the noise was cut short I looked up at Matt who had stopped everything and was now staring straight at me, he also looked very perplexed, which confused me further. What set Matt of again was the very abrupt, 'snap' that made me and Matt both turn and give Mello a look. At that point Mello grabbed Matt and told him to calm down, which I thought was a pretty lousy thing too do at a time like this.
I turned around just in time to see Matt fist collide with Mello's face, I winced at the sight, Matt actually looked pretty strong for someone of his posture, he was nerd after all. Matt ran out of the house in a fluster state. I was waiting, hoping Mello would say something to prove he was at least a little bit sorry to poor Matt, he was actually very nice to me when we where younger. Mello called out after Matt but very unenthusiastically falling on the sofa beside me.
~~A~~
I don't know what Matt ever saw in Mello, he's a total asshole, he didn't even seem to have a slither of guilt for breaking-up with his (ex)boyfriend like that. I feel absolutely horrible he was my best-friend and I done that to him I had an affair with his boyfriend he didn't deserve that out of all people. "So where were we!" Mello exclaimed with a cheeky grin plaster to his face, knocking me off my train of thought. "I think I'm gonna go home and let you get over your... lose" I replied pushing Mello of me, sitting up on the couch, slipping on my shoes and leaving, sparing one last glance at Mello who was still starstruck that I just shoved him away, 'that is why he will always be 2nd he is too big-headed and fool of him self.'
On my way out I picked up Matt's games, may as well try to make things better between us. As I started on my way home I couldn't stop thinking how much off an arrogant pick Mello was it made me sick to my stomach that he treats people like that, if I don't leave him soon he could treat me like that. So I'll dump him before we get in too deep and he makes me suffer like he did to poor Matty.