Looseleaf
CXIII. Bubbles
"OW!" Matt shrieked from his place on the floor. "GODAMMIT, my fucking EYE!"
Half-amused and half-worried, Mello glanced down at him. "What's wrong now?" he asked lazily.
"I was blowing bubbles," Matt whimpered, "when one popped right into front of me and...blinded me. It hurts, Mel," he whined.
"Fine. Stay still." Mello knelt down next to him. When the redhead stopped wriggling, Mello gently guided his hand away from the injury and leaned down.
Five seconds later, Matt demanded, "What. The. Fuck. Was. That."
Mello shrugged, getting back up. "I helped you."
"Mello," Matt said in an even tone. "You licked my eye."
Mello nodded solemnly. "I know. Now my tongue tastes like bubble soap, so I'm ordering you to get your ass in the bedroom and replace it with a much more," he smiled, and you could almost imagine the fangs glinting in the light, "better taste."
"You mean..." Matt looked puzzled. "...like, feed you a lollipop in bed?"
Mello chuckled darkly. "Sure, Matt...now c'mon, I'm not waiting all day."
Matt nodded obediently and rushed to their bedroom.
Mello followed, grabbing a pair of handcuffs on the way.
Four days without updating Looseleaf. ;_; I'm really sorry, guys. School was just terrible, but it's the weekend, so...More updates! :D