"Did you have fun tonight?" Matt asked, giggling at me.
"Actually, yes." I smirked. He wasn't going to have the satisfaction. I sat down in the armchair and crossed my legs, not bothering to get out of the clothes Matt made me wear.
"Hey, Mello, you know you actually look really good in that." Matt stated. I couldn't help but smile, even though he'd said that a gazillion times already. There was a blinding flash, which made my head spin, and I turned to the door to see Near holding a camera.
"At least let me take a picture that actually looks good. You're sending it to L, right?" I said, smirking.
"That's okay, this will do." Near pulled that evil smile and ran down the hallway. God I hated that little shit. So much. One day I'd find something so big out about him and tell everyone. That stupid white haired bastard.
"Aren't you gonna defend my honour, or something?" I turned to Matt, who was standing next to my chair with a happy look on his face.
"No, why do you think I got you to smile?" He smirked.
"I'm gonna get you for that!" I jumped up, giggling and trying to jump on him.
"Hey, that'll teach you for being such a damn tease, will it not?"
"I will get you, Matty." He paused for a moment when I said it, and my hands connected with his arms, "I got you, Matty."
A broad smile spread across my lips and he put his arms around my waist.
"Yes, you did." He squeezed the hug tighter.
"Don't think you get off so lightly." I licked the side of his face, broke the embrace and ran off to my bed.
"Did you just lick me?!" He exclaimed.
"Yeah, and you can't get me 'cos I'm in here getting changed so you'd get one hell of a surprise."
"Cheater!"
"Well, you can try attack me when I'm naked if you want, but it won't be pretty."
"I doubt that, but I'm not going there." He laughed.
I undressed and got changed into my pyjamas, expecting Matt to attack me at any moment. When he didn't, I poked my head around the doorframe. He was nowhere in sight. Weird. He must've gone to get food or cigarettes or something. Well, not cigarettes, I hadn't seen him even attempt to smoke since I told him I don't kiss smokers. Well, to be honest, I hadn't really kissed anyone, but I didn't want my first real kiss to be like licking an ashtray. Maybe I should give him chocolate first.
"Got you!" Someone leapt out from the corner and knocked me back onto my bed.
"Fuck you, Matt!" I yelled. He started tickling me, making me giggle and jerk around. "Get off."
I couldn't stop laughing, and he wouldn't stop tickling me. Don't tell me I had to do something unfair to get him to… well I could, not like it would bother me.
"Wow, I didn't know you were so ticklish, Melly."
"Don't… call… me… that." I could hardly breathe from giggling so much. I moved one hand down to his belt and pulled his shirt up. "Don't… make… me… cheat."
"It's not like I'd mind all that much, go ahead." He laughed at my pathetic attempt to stop the tickling, in turn, I started trying to undo his belt with just the one hand, but he grabbed it and held it above my head so he could keep tickling me.
"Wow, because you're not totally making a move on me." I grabbed the hand he was using to tickle me with the one I had spare and pushed him, rolling us over. "First rule, I'm on top."
"Then go ahead and make your move."
"You wish."
"Well, what was the point of getting me on my back then?"
"To get you to stop goddamn tickling me."
"So do I get a kiss now? Or are you still teasing me?"
"Nope, still teasing." I leant my head down and softly bit his collar bone. "And that's all you get for now."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly what I said." I got off from on top of him and walked back over to my desk, leaving him looking pissed off as hell leaning on his elbows on my bed.