Looseleaf
X. Promise
"Hey, Matt?" The blond said, looking over his shoulder at the other boy who was playing on his PSP.
"Yeah?" The gamer mumbled.
Mello cracked an egg into the bowl, then started stirring the brownie mix with the wooden spoon. The brownies were double chocolate. And came with chocolate syrup. "Promise me something."
"As long as it isn't my hand in marriage," Matt replied jokingly, still focused on his game.
Mello rolled his eyes. "One would expect me to say that. Seeing as I'm apparently the more 'feminine' one. Anyway, promise you won't die on me, m'kay?"
Matt froze, eyeing the cooking blond in front of him. The mafia leader seemed perfectly calm. So, Matt tucked away his PSP and sat up, looking curiously at Mello.
"We're all gonna die someday," he said.
"Yeah, but I don't want you to die early, got it?" Mello looked at him sternly.
Matt smiled. "I'll try not to."
"And if you do, it better not be because of some fucking shoot-out," Mello said, returning to his bowl of mix.
Matt scoffed. "And if you decide to die early, it better not be because of a fire," Matt told him.
Mello scoffed back. "Don't be silly." He proceeded to pour the brownie mix into a pan, and into the oven.