If Mello were asked to write a book about Matt one of the first chapters would have been about how unbelievably gay the boy was. It wasn't that he spoke with a girly accent or leaked with good fashion sense. It was just built in like a part of Matt's anatomy. His first crush, kiss, and one nightstand had been with a boy. He had even joined the mile high club with a boy. So there was no way that the girl in Matt's lap could have any romantic relationships with the redhead.
But to Mello's dismay, he watched on as Matt allowed the girl to lean up and press a kiss to the boy's lips. He even kissed her back. Mello shook his head, still watching. She pulled back giggled and whispered something into his ear. He nodded and they left the lawn.
Mello sat stunned watching the other people on the lawn. No one else seemed to see any problem with their public displays of affection. It was normal to any other couple to kiss on the lawns, and even Mello wouldn't have given them a second thought. But this was Matt. His Matt.
The Frisbee players continued their game; Mello recognized one of them as Light Yagami from his Monday night Psychology class. The people picnicking munched contently on their sandwiches and the bloggers blogged on.
At that same moment the door to Mello's shared dorm burst open.
"Yo, Mello dude! You will not believe what we just saw!" Alec was standing in the doorway holding hands with the infamous Beyond. Mello poked his head back in, still wearing a look of utter betrayal. "Whoa, man, what happened to you?"
"Obviously he is aware of what we have seen, presumably he has even seen it himself, considering his location." Beyond drawled sighing dramatically and throwing his arms over his head.
"Man, that's rough. I didn't think you know who swung that way…" Alec bowed his head and pulled Beyond down on the couch with him. Mello slouched on the chair outside, visible to the boys on the loveseat through the clear glass sliding doors. The dark curtains flapped a little in the soft breeze. Alec stretched out on Beyond's thighs rubbing his hands along the boys taut chest. Having seen enough hentai to know which direction Alec's hands would be traveling next Mello stood up and snatched his bag deciding it was ok to arrive to class early.
Thankfully, his Anthropology class was somewhat of a walk from the dorms. Mello enjoyed the cool air. He had left his jacket at the dorm, so the breeze felt nice against his skin. He made the last left turn and entered the huge brick building. This class was smaller and he could easily pay attention to the animated teacher. It would be a cool release from the stressful morning. Today's topic, the bonds of a mother and child, lulled him into a blissful two and half hours of a relaxing lecture and another 10 pages of notes. He had this class twice a week, Fridays and Wednesdays from noon to 1:30. It made his week easy and enjoyable to be able to count on this class.
Like always though, the class came to an end and the students began filling out of the small door, Mello left with them, rushing a bit as he had only 15 minutes to get to his next class, Digital and Interactive Information Media (a.k.a. DIIM), a perfectly boring name for a perfectly boring class.
This was another class Matt and Mello had signed up for together, thankfully though, Matt had dropped the class after their spat, as it was not necessary for his degree. Mello grumbled through the class, as he already knew most of the information. He spent most of his time browsing through the Internet.
By five o'clock that evening Mello opened the door to his dorm room. Alec and beyond were fast asleep tangled together on the couch, completely naked. Mello had known Alec since high school; the two had been relatively close friends (not nearly as close as Matt and him had been though) and decided to room together once they received their acceptance letters (Matt received his late, seeing as he had been on the waiting list).
Mello grumbled a little, pulled a chocolate bar from his bag and began to push the boys off the couch. Alec was the first to tumble to the carpet.
"Whoa dude, watch where your hands go!" Alec laughed a little from the floor and gently shook Beyond.
"How many times have I told you guys to keep sexy times to the bedroom?" Mello muttered and sat down where Beyond's legs had been. Said boy was now rubbing his eyes and stretching, showing off more of his flat stomach. Mello looked away feeling self-conscious, does that boy have no sense of modesty?
Alec ignored his question, "Ugh, those things are disgusting Mello, your gonna be as fat as a cow by next year if you keep eating that shit." The brunette danced his fingers across Beyond's pale flesh, causing the other boy to giggle with lust. Mello rolled his eyes, not even bothering to reply as Alec was much more preoccupied. He ignored them as they began to kiss again and instead turned on the TV flipping through the channels.
"Could you guys at least put some clothes on, if you insist on continuing?" Mello looked a little uncomfortable at how open the boys were with their love, it reminded him all to clearly about all of the late nights spent with Matt.
"Fine, if it will state you to our activities I think I could manage with some pants…" Beyond pressed another kiss to Alec's lips.
"Not for to long though, I hope." Alec whispered to Beyond which caused the two to break into girly giggles.
"Let's hope not, babe." Beyond growled back and lifted the boy off his lap. Mello sighed and shook his head again, trying ruthlessly to shake the last few minutes of conversation out of his head. His empty chocolate bar wrapper fell to the floor and he let it rest there until the boys next to him were fully clothed.
"Hey Mellsy, B and I are gonna go out to the teacup, join us?" Alec knew the Teacup was one of Mello's favorite restaurants; it was obvious the boys were trying to cheer Mello up.
Mello's stomach growled at the thought, he really hadn't eaten anything that day so it made sense to go. "Fine, but no funny shit tonight ok?"
Alec laughed recalling the last fiasco at the Teacup (let it be known that Mello does NOT like to be secretly hooked up). "Alright, man, we promise," He held up his right hand, Boy Scout style, and yelled "No funny business!"