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"Melloooo! I'm so hungry!" You whined as you plopped down on the couch beside him. He looked at you and scoffed, right before taking a bite of his chocolate bar. "What do you want me to do about it?" his reply came out muffled because of the chocolate in his mouth. You're eyes locked onto the chocolate bar in his hand, "I dunno… you could, you know, share your chocolate?" you asked hopefully.
His eyes widened as he whipped around to glare at you. Slowly his eyes narrowed until they were only slits. "And why would I do that?" He grumbled before looking away and taking another bite.
You thought for a moment before replying, "Because you love me very much and you like to see me happy," you latched yourself onto his neck, "Oh, please? Please, please, please, please, pleeeeease?" you begged.
"Okay! GET OFF OF ME!" He shoved you off of him and threw his chocolate at you before standing indignantly. With an exaggerated pull at his leather vest, he turned on his heel and went to find another bar of chocolate.
"What's up with Mello?" Matt walked into the room, head bent down, playing a PSP. You glanced at him and shrugged, "He threw his chocolate bar at me," Matt paused his game and looked up. "He what?"
"You sound surprised. Doesn't Mello always throw things at everybody?" You raised a brow at the shocked expression on Matt's face. He recovered soon enough, however, and resumed his game.
"Yeah, but never his chocolate. I wouldn't be surprised if he had a crush on you. Hell, he's probably in the bathroom right now, masturbating to the thought of you; naked and bent over the back of the cou-" You both heard the distinct sound of a gun cocking before it was pressed to Matt's head.
"Shut. The. Fuck. Up.", was all Mello said.