Chapter 9- Warmth
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I post whenever I can, so here is my ninth chapter. It's shorter than my others, but it has the most yaoiness in it so far!
CHAPTER NINE! ENJOY!
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The two boys stopped in front of a big, old, dark house, surrounded by woods, which gave off an eerie feeling.
Matt trembled as the wind blew, stepping closer to Mello. Mello giggled at his actions.
"It's not haunted, Matt." he smiled, remembering Matt's childhood fear of ghosts.
"I-I'm not scared." he replied, trembling. Matt suddenly felt weak, and cold, though he was usually highly tolerant of the cold, and Mello was wearing less clothing than he himself was. He didn't know why he felt like that, he was sure he wasn't sick, and knew if he was, the symptoms wouldn't come on with such a heavy impact.
"Matt? What's the matter? Are you alright?"
The redhead broke out into a cold sweat, constantly shaking now, though he didn't feel any pain, he wrapped his arms around his stomache.
"Come on, let's get inside." Mello suggested, not waiting for his friend's answer, taking Matt under his arm and led them to the front door.
Matt felt like he was going to pass out when he got inside, Mello flicked on the foyer light. He rested his head on the hard wall, closing his eyes for a few seconds. Though they were inside, Matt still felt slimy shivers race through his fragile bones. He hadn't even noticed that Mello had left the room until he cantered back in with a cold, damp facecloth.
Mello pulled Matt to the floor, afraid he might collapse, and pressed the cool cloth to the boy's forehead.
"Matt..." Mello whispered to himself, watching his best friend grow paler every minute. Matt stared up at him from behind his orange goggles, shivers sent down his spine, through his neck, snaking down his arms. He still shook violently, but it ceased just a smidge when Mello slid down the wall beside him.
"Mello, how did you find me? Why did you help me?"
Mello hesitated to answer at first.
"I was on my way home, I saw you, I was planning on running up to yo, but saw those other guys, so I followed you. When I realized what was happening, I couldn't just let you get beaten up, Matt, cause no offense, but you aren't the strongest person I know."
It was true, Matt realized, he wasn't at all that strong. But he could be defensive. And protective. And when he was mad... he was mad.
"Why didn't you run? Why did you put yourself between him and I? You could've escaped Matt..."
"You think I would run away from a fight that easily when my best friend is getting attacked by a rapist! I'm not like that Mello." he explained through shakes and shivers. "But thank you..."
Feeling drained of all body heat and energy, Matt moved closer to Mello, snuggling into his arm, seeking warmth. Mello looked at him from the corner of his eye. He slid down the wall more, wrapping an arm around Matt's slim waist, and adjusting him so he was cuddled on his chest. Matt clutched Mello's shirt like a child, intaking his sweet, mint-chocolate scent. He closed his eyes, lulled to sleep by Mello's caring strokes through his fiery hair. After one touch from Mello, his trembles stopped, his heart stopped palpitating, and he felt the much neededheat wash over him.
The blonde boy didn't even mind that he was holding a boy in his arms. In fact, he enjoyed every second of it.
A few minutes later, Matt's breathing became slow, steady, and deep.
He must've fallen asleep, Mello thought.
Feeling safe, tired, and content, he leaned his head against the wall, and closed his eyes. Just before he fell asleep, his dark blue eyes fluttered open. He stood up slowly and carefully carrying Matt bridal-style in his bare arms, he found his way down the dark hallway to his bedroom. He gently layed Matt down on the bed and pulled the covers over his chest, managing not to wake the boy up. He knew Matt had always been a light sleeper, sharing a room together had its benefits, he knew how to handle Matt so he wouldn't wake up.
Mello grabbed a spare blanket out of the closet and a pillow, and made himself a decent bed out on the couch in the living room. Even though he was bruised, and his lip was still covered with a bloody cut, scratches all ove his face, he fell asleep easily, Matt's beautiful scent still lingering on his shirt.
The smell of a mapley, woodsy harvest reminded him of when they were kids, Matt always smelled like Autumn. The scent helped Mello find sleep every night, until Matt left a month later. His scent faded from when they hugged last, and for the past ten years, Mello had a hard time sleeping, without his Autumn aroma.
Before Mello fell asleep, he promised himself, made a vow, that this time, he wasn't going to lose Matt again. Not like last time.
A/N: Awwee how sweet... how was that for yaoi? Haha! anyways I really hope you liked it. Next chapter, I might need some ideas ASAP and if I get your suggestions after I write the next chapter, I'll be sure to put them in the following chapter! Promise.
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