Chapter 13
A/N: I am SOO Sorry that it took me so long to post this chapter. I ran into a major snag and decided that the ENTIRE chapter needed to be re-written. I was not alone in this. In fact this re-write was made possible via an impromptu RP with a DA user named PandoraPurple. She has my eternal thanks. She was RPing Matt and I as RPing Mello. Last chapters are coming up. No worries.
"Last Time"
Mello slammed the door behind him after none-too-gently pushing Matt inside the apartment. The redhead followed the blonde outdoors following a verbal disagreement and didn't want to lose the argument. Seeing that Matt could have been exposed to the public eye in his medical condition, Mello panicked and led Matt back inside.
"What the hell is your problem Matt? Why did you have to go out and risk exposing yourself like that? What if someone saw you?" He had a firm grip on thin shoulders and gave him a shake to emphasize this.
Matt, having been made more emotional from the hormones in his blood was sobbing before roughly pushing Mello away from his person.
"No! Shut up! You don't care what's making me all shit… I go where I fucking like!" He gasps softly and wraps arms around his stomach, sitting himself on a window sill and cuddling himself."Would you fucking leave me alone? Before I punch you…"
Mello glares at him, but not as hard as he normally would.
"Fine… if you're going to be like that, be that way without me." Before he could turn around, Matt slapped his face. Hard. Mello brought a hand to his cheek and looked almost shocked at the retort.
"What the hell was that for Matt? I needed to vent and this is how you treat me? You're losing control of yourself. You're not the same friend I grew up with. Get a hold of yourself man!"
Matt's hormone driven frustration made him sniffle, look down at his feet and poke at his swollen stomach.
"Y-You make me do this.. You were so stupid to fuck the damn life out of me. You, vent? Try and fucking do it without hitting people! Stop lying to me, Mello…"
"We both know that neither of us had planned for us and as far as I know, we were both willing parties that night. Don't you dare try to turn this on me... and I'll vent whenever I feel like it..."
Matt's lips quivered and he kept his gaze diverted.
"I .. do! You were so fucking drunk to fuck me, that's one thing. Then you got those pills!" He strides away, shivering awkwardly, sobbing softly and hugging his stomach, feeling the fetus in him flutter.
"H-hush... I-it's fine, dad's a bit upset...your mommy's here now..." He rubs the swollen stomach protectively.
Mello huffed out a sigh and walked behind Matt, pulling him into a hug
"You were just as drunk Matt, you can't argue shit with me. And do remember that you were the only one who took that pill supposedly."
"Y-You had fucking sex with me... Friends aren't supposed to, and I did not do it on purpose. Not consciously!" He snatches away from the other and hissing, "B-back off."
"Like I said before Matt... Both of us were drunk, both of us didn't remember fuck all, just that we fucked and that for whatever reason, you were impregnated. That twit Near was the only person that I hate admitting thanks to for figuring it out." He pulls Matt back into the embrace.
"You think you're the only one who is mentally suffering here? Think again. I'm just as conflicted and troubled about this as you. You're carrying OUR kid Matt, a kid that by laws of nature and God should not exist in the first place..."
Matt Whimpers softly and lets him have his way.
"I was.. Should I even fucking believe it.. You were drunk! H-how could you know?" He softly rests a hand on his belly and sighs deepily.
"N-no.. You're only mentally s-suffering... What if I die , by OUR kid? What will you do then... And... why then..." In his sadness tears continue streaming down his cheeks.
"How could I know? How could I know? Look at yourself Matt! That is how I know. If I knew that our bar run would turn out this way, then I would not have taken you out that night, but I thought that perhaps for one night, we could have a guys night out and be happy with that." He brings a hand to his forehead.
"I know you're not having it any better and that since the pregnancy began your health is at high risk... I don't want to lose you. I honestly could not handle it if one or both of you died... I honestly could not. If our kid lives and you die... then I promise that I'll do my best to raise him or her. I'll make sure that the clean slate we were given after Kira's death will be the slate he or she will grow to appreciate."
Matt remains silent, then looks at himself, hugging his sensitive belly a bit.
"No one ever knows... And we were happy... for a while. D-don't remind me." He takes his hand and lays it on top of his stomach.
"M-Mello... I will do my best to survive. I am doing so much..." He lets himself rest into the other's arms. While talking, Mello feels a kick to his palm and rubs the swollen belly in response.
"Our baby does not need or deserve that sort of attention. I want what's best for all of us. I want you both to make it out of this alive so we can have a chance at this. He uses his other hand to pet Matt's hair while talking.
"I figured. As long... as we live here. It will remain a secret... Do not make me think of this... Oh... sensitive, Mell..." He reacts to the attention by tensing slightly.
"I know you want this. And obviously, attention like this would take our life away from us.. We will do our best, I promise..." He takes a deep breath, "I will... No... we will." He puts a hand on his stomach. 'For Mello.'
The blonde knew this had always been a touchy subject, and so tried to make up for it. He held the other close and placed tender kisses to Matt's neck, getting a light gasp in response. He trails his hand over the swollen stomach and brings the other to a nipple and giving it a gentle tweak.
"Nnh… S-stop it M-Mells…" Despite the protest, Matt responded by grinding his ass against the blonde, eliciting a gasp from him.
Matt and Mello continued to tease each other, though Matt was ever cautious to make sure his pregnant stomach was well protected. Hormones kicked in, causing their movements to become increasingly heated. Taking Matt's pregnancy into consideration, Mello pulled the redhead into a kneeling position with a couch as a back support. From there, he ground against Matt, who was making all sorts of wonderful sounds that spurred him on.
"F-fuck Mells…" It came out as a gasp as he held onto his stomach.
The blonde continued to grind, keeping his pants on and reaching around to fondle his friend in the front, getting a startled moan and a shiver.
"Shit… shit…" It was a chant unbroken except for the odd other curse word and a moan or whimper of pleasure. Both wanted to prolong the experience as much as possible and made sure that neither could get their release until they could not take it anymore. A few minutes of this teasing passed before Matt cried out and released into Mello's hand. Mello ground against him until he came with a muffled groan before collapsing and pulling the redhead close to him.
Matt didn't want to stay in the embrace initially, but gave up and let himself settle against Mello's frame, feeling tired and sated. He moved Mello's hand that continued to fondle him. Mello almost felt bad for this act of letting his hormones get the better of him again, but therein was a message of bonding and trust. Whether or not he thought Matt got it, it's hard to say.
"You happy now?" It was not entirely cynical, but Mello knew better. He didn't say anything and held his friend close to him. Eventually the pair fell into a light sleep.
It was not long now, not long before they would be welcoming their new life into the world. It was a time of reverence, but also of fear and uncertainty. What was in store for them now? What would happen if Matt lived or died? What if their baby lived or died? What if both of them lived or died? It scared Mello, it made him scared shitless. He could only hope… and pray…