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Matt

Mello seemed far more relaxed over the next few days, taking to crawling in my bed besides me at night. I had no problem with this, though the first time he did it I smacked him over the head with my alarm clock in a sleep drunken daze before realising who it was and apologising profusely. He complained like a bitch about the bump I had left him.

The tension was still there. Crackling dangerously in the air until it was so thick you could drown in it but both of us pretended not to notice, though I could help noticing that Mello was continuing to stare at the love bite on my neck.

"Mell." I snapped my fingers in front of his face, watching as Mello snapped back into reality with a small jump. "Should be studying. Stop staring at me." I told him, slightly amused.

A small blush crept across Mello's cheeks, eyes diverting quickly back to the textbook in his lap. "I am studying…" He grumbled.

"Yeah yeah." I laughed, draining the cup of coffee, settling the mug back onto the table. I ran a finger gently over the bruised skin, watching as Mello's eyes followed.

"Does it hurt?" He asked. "I didn't mean to bite you."

"Not anymore. Stung for a couple of minutes when you did it." I grinned, leaning over to him. "Or you can just tell me." I kissed his neck for a moment before biting it gently, licking and sucking the mark that I'd left him with. Mello shivered, tilting his head back as I pulled away, watching the bruise blossom on his pale skin. "Suits you." I grinned, taking the book from him.

"Hey!" He protested, reaching for it as I moved it out of his reach.

"Let me quiz you." I said, watching as Mello sat back with a huff, arms folded across his chest. "Don't give me that look. I know you have finals next week." I laid the book on my lap, flipping to a random page. "If you do well, I'll make sure to reward you." I smirked, watching his eyes light up.

I know I was driving him crazy with the constant teasing and it wasn't fair to either of us but I justified doing it by knowing that he was enjoying it just as much as I was. Besides, I knew he wasn't ready just yet, no matter what he said it was clear to anyone who cared to look, the panic on his face if I got too close or touched him in an intimate place. He pretended to be fine with it, probably trying to convince himself more than me so I taken to light teasing, preferring for him to take the lead.

I read aloud the questions for him, telling him the answer on the rare occasion he messed up. To be fair, it was an awful lot to memorise. I stopped an hour or so later, putting the book down and leaning back into the couch. "Too much work." I grumbled, rubbing my eyes. "Reason number one why I didn't go to college."

"Lazy." Mello muttered under his breath, tucking his book back into his back to ensure that he wouldn't forget it. "I have to go. Got work." He sighed.

"…You should quit. You obviously don't like it."

"I need to get money somehow and it pays well. Besides, if people touch me now they get thrown out so it's a lot better." Mello reasoned, biting his lip gently. "I have to get changed." He murmured, hair dangling into his eyes as he stood from the couch and moved into his room to get changed into the skimpy attire that he was forced to wear.

He walked out, covered in a large overcoat, a lot of leg still on show. "You don't have to go, I don't mind letting you live here for free."

"Nice offer, but I still have to pay for school, books, food and bills. I need the money." He argued quietly, picking up his keys. I let out a quiet sigh.

"At least let me give you a ride. Then I know you wouldn't of been killed getting there."

Mello bit his lip before nodding slowly. "Okay. But you're not hanging around. What I have to do at work is my business. Not yours."

"Fine." I yawned, picking up my keys and shoving my own coat on, knowing full well I would stick around whether he said I could or not.