"Here ya go!" I chirped as I leaned over our new couch, handing Mello his cup of hot chocolate that he took with a "thank you," and a kiss on my wrist, before I walked around the couch to take a seat. I set my full cup of coffee on the glass table in front of us and leaned back into the couch, gazing around the room thoughtfully.
Yesterday we officially moved into our new house and there is no way I would regret it, though being in such a different place alone with Mello was, well, different. I will get used to it, but it was still a big adjustment.
The house Mello found us was a small one, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, kitchen, living room, dining room. Compared to some standards it is a good size, my standards for example, though Mello has always lived in a big house, so he isn't used to living in a small place like this at all. But then again, he spent about a week hiding away in the market all those days ago, so I guess he'd adjust to this arrangement quicker than me. Well, I like this place, though it is a little too modern for my liking. I think it just needs some wearing into.
As for the deal Mello made so that we could get this place, Mello and I dropped out of the school after we passed a grade twelve test, so we were able to join LAPD quicker than most and even then we were still basically working as freelance detectives. Once we proved that we could do it just as well as an experienced detective they signed us into the system and told us we start work in March. So here we were, our first morning in out new house.
I yawned, rubbing my eyes sleepily. I still didn't like mornings.
I turned my attention to Mello, who was slurping his hot chocolate noisily from beside me and looking at the living room thoughtfully just as I had been a few seconds ago.
Our relationship over the last few months had gone smoothly, apart from a few disagreements here and there; silly things from when we found each other in a bad mood. But otherwise, much to our parents' surprise, we fit together perfectly, and by the time February had rolled around, both our families (and us, of course) were confident that moving in together was a good idea.
"This is really going to need some getting used to," Mello mumbled from beside me.
"It is." I agreed.
Moving into a new place, new part of LA, together, I didn't imagine it would be easy in the slightest. I mean, I myself had a hard time sleeping last night, even when I snuck into Mello's bed around midnight.
I leaned forward in my seat and picked up my cup of coffee, slurping at the hot liquid.
"Do you want to do something today?" Mello asked. I turned and look at him, my cup of coffee still pressed against my lips. "After you wake up?" He added with a raised eyebrow and a snicker.
I chuckled a little and nodded, "Yea sure, where do you wanna go?" I asked him, lowering my cup of coffee.
"Um..." he looked thoughtful for a little bit. "How about an arcade?" He suggested, causing me to look at him curiously.
"You hate games, why would you want to go to an arcade?"
He gave me a mock glare. "Because you love them," He drawled.
I snorted, "But you'll probably end up breaking something," I told him pointedly. "And besides, as much as I like arcades I have plenty of games right here," I said, pointing a finger towards my over sized shelf of games beside the couch.
"True. What do you think, then?"
"A theatre or a restaurant, or the pool, the park, a bar, a club..." I listed off thoughtfully earning a raised eyebrow from Mello.
"A bar?" He questioned.
I nodded, "Well, I'm eighteen, and you will be in a few months so I'm sure we could get you in," I told him.
"Have you ever drank alcohol before?" He asked me incredulously.
I grinned "No, but first times are always fun,"
Suddenly there was a smirk playing at his face and I knew I had made a small mistake in saying that. "First times, huh?" He said, placing his cup of hot chocolate on the table before leaning into me, taking my coffee out of my hands easily as I stared at him and placed it on the table beside his cup.
"I have a better idea if you want to experience a first time, you know." He purred, pushing me down on the couch and placing himself on top of me, each of his elbows beside my head. "What do you think?" He asked me playfully, cocking his head to the side.
"Um," I was at a loss for words as I stared into his deep blue eyes, that felt like his eyes were surrounding me, pulling me into them as he leaned over me. I knew he was just playing around, he wouldn't want our first time to be like this, but I was so lost in his eyes and the fact that he was so close to me that I didn't know what to say. It seems like I'm never gonna get used to his eyes, they're so intense.
His smirk turned into a playful smile, "Did I make you blush?" he asked me, breaking me from my reverie.
I smiled back, fully aware of how flushed my face was. "I think that question is irrelevant," I told him quietly, landing a peck on his lips.
"Mhm, it is," He replied, pushing his lips against mine again in a slightly longer kiss, before sitting back up, pulling me with him as he did so.
"I think we should go have breakfast somewhere," He stated, going back to his hot chocolate, slurping noisily at the liquid once again.
"Agreed." I chuckled, a content smile resting on my face as I settled beside Mello, placing my arm on his shoulder and resting my head against his neck.
"I love you, you know?" He told me, resting his head gently against mine.
"I love you too," I replied, a fluttery feeling growing in my stomach as I said so. A feeling that I was all too familiar with as well as welcomed.
It looked like our future was only going to get better from now, with us having eachother to spend the rest of our lives together.