When Matt Realized He Was in Love- Chapter Seven
Mello took Matt to the spare apartment, glancing back every so often to make sure the other was still alright. Matt had a dazed look about him that filled him with concern.
He shut the door.
"How did you find me?" he demanded, leaning against said door.
"I hacked, checked the surveillance cameras pretty much everywhere, managed to get your number 'cause I got lucky, and used the cell phone towers in the area to triangulate your location," Matt rattled off quickly.
"Dammit, Matt…" he muttered, "If you'd just fucking walked in there, you would've gotten shot."
"I would've gone in through your window."
"Just shut up Matt!" he growled, "And what have you been eating? Nothing, by the looks of it. Jesus, what did you get yourself into…?" he spoke halfway to himself as he appraised Matt's ragged appearance.
"I'm fine, Mells."
"Fine my ass. What did you do to yourself?" Mello rolled his eyes, taking out a bar of chocolate and biting off the corner.
"I just… haven't… handled things very well."
"Obviously," the blonde scoffed. Matt put his bag down, sitting on the couch, and pulling out a cigarette.
"What the hell, Matt? Don't do that in the apartment."
"You want me to do something worse?" Matt asked, raising an eyebrow.
Mello scowled and sat down beside him, letting out a sigh of defeat.
"So, now that I've found you, can I help?"
"What?"
"You're fighting Kira. I want to help."
"You're not doing anything until you're fixed up and stable."
"But I'm-"
"No. You need help," Mello said. He knew that he was the only one Matt trusted enough to let help him, so he would do everything he could.
Matt sighed and settled into the couch. Mello leaned against Matt, and the redhead was caught by Mello's scent. He still smelled of chocolate and something new that he couldn't identify.
And that was when Matt realized that he was in love.
