Looseleaf
CLI. Umbrella
Matt was standing outside, arms stretched out, and feeling utterly fantastic when a certain blond mafia boss toting an umbrella suddenly hugged him from behind.
"Mello?" Matt asked uncertainly, though he grinned.
"Yeah?" Mello said against his neck.
"What are you doing?"
"Hugging you."
"I meant, what are you doing with an umbrella?" Matt amended.
Mello turned him around to face him, giving a smile. "Silly Matt, it's so we don't get wet," he said sweetly.
Matt chuckled. "Mels, I know you're trying hard to be a sweetheart and all," he began, "but an umbrella isn't really appropriate for this situation."
Mello looked at him sourly. "And why not?" he demanded.
"Because it's not raining, it's snowing, dumbass."
In celebration of my new profile picture. :D