Goddamnit Matt… he thought, shifting the weight of the two bags in his arms so that he held them more comfortably. He'd been waiting by the apartment door for roughly three minutes now, his friend not answering any of his knocks.

"Matt! Open the fucking door!"

He sighed; still no response. Looks like he'd have to let himself in.

Mello set down the bags with a disapproving expression, fishing in the pocket of his leather jacket for the keys. He could hear Matt's game from out in the hall. He could have been dying out here and Matt wouldn't even know. Idiot. He thought, unlocking the door and kicking it open. He then lifted the two bags again and lugged them inside, pushing the door closed behind him with his foot. He'll let the little dork enjoy his game for now.

Matt quickly glanced to the door when his friend kicked it open, barely keeping his gaze there before returning it to the TV. He must have kept Mello waiting outside or something… oh well, he was inside now and that was good enough. And soon, he'll be out here wanting him to-

"Hey Matt."

-and there he is. Matt sighed and paused his game, transferring his attention to the blonde at his right.

"Yeah?"

"It's seven; we're leaving in an hour."

Matt paused, then smiled softly and nodded. "Yeah, I know." He continued to just look at him, holding his controller between his skilled hands. Mello looked back at him for a moment before taking off his sunglasses. "Which means you need to get ready now because we have shit to do."

There it was. The sentence that he was waiting for. "Okay… okay." He sighed softly and looked back to the screen, shutting off the console and looking back to Mello. "There. It's off. What do we have to do?"

"Well, we're going to a club so I suggest you change into whatever you're planning on wearing. Also, fix your hair because you look like a dumbfuck. Other than that, though, I bought some beer and I figure we can get tipsy before we go." He smiled, unzipping his expensive jacket and slipping it off, laying it down on the back of the couch.

"…Fine. I'm just going to wear this though." He said as he stood, messing his hand in his thick hair. He then inhaled, remembering something. "Oh hey, what is your name tonight?" he asked, turning his head to look at the blonde again. They always came up with names for each other before going to clubs. They were wanted criminals to an extent, after all.

"Uh... how about Liam?" he suggested with a shrug.

Matt nodded. "Sounds alright to me." He thought for a moment and then suggested a name for himself. "I think I'll be Everett."

"Fag."

With a soft laugh, Matt rolled his eyes, smiling at the other. "Yeah yeah, whatever." He turned and finished his journey to the bathroom, digging through one of the drawers under the sink, searching for what he needed to 'fix' his hair. Aha, there it was. He pulled out the flat-iron and plugged it in, letting it heat up. The red head smiled at his reflection and took in a long, deep breath. He was excited for their night ahead. Tonight he'd dance with Mello only. Tonight… he would try to get much more than a kiss.

He breathed out slowly, trying to hold back his ridiculous smile as he grabbed his comb and ran it through his hair, working out small tangles. Afterwards, he picked up the heated flat-iron and ran it through his hair, quickly straightening out all of the strands that lay out of line. He was glad that Mello'd suggested that he fix his hair. He liked the way it looked when it was straight.

Damn, I'm sexy.

Mello swirled the liquid around in one of the cups, watching as the multitudes of different types of alcohol sloshed and mixed together. He grinned to himself; tonight they would be wasted off their asses. Though, that's what he was hoping for. He hoped it would help him get past his fears and go farther with Matt. The nervous blonde had bailed on his friend on all other occasions that they had attempted. He hated to disappoint Matt like that…

He wasn't sure why, though. It's not like the two of them were dating… they had nothing more than a "friends with benefits" status, you could say. The more he thought about it, though, it was hardly even that. Other than the occasional slip of the hand or quick peck, the romantic side of their relationship only really existed during the weekends when the two of them went out. When they drank together and danced. Then, each weekend, they would go home and hide away in the bedroom. They'd kiss and touch until… until Mello would bail.

He sighed, mixing the alcoholic concoction into another cup for Matt. Tonight, he promised to himself, he would not bail. He had this crazy thought that… that if they went all the way, they would stay all the way; that their relationship wouldn't be bound to clubs and alcohol. He hoped…

"Hey Liam." Matt sang out as he appeared in the doorway of the kitchen. "Whatcha got there?" he asked, motioning to the cups of alcohol, his face stretched into a grin. Mello flicked his eyes over to Matt and grinned back, handing one of the mixes to him.

"A little bit of everything."

"Oh?" the red head questioned, taking a sip of the drink, biting his lower lip a bit afterwards, causing it to turn slightly pinker. "Mhh… Mello, you should totally be a bartender."

Mello laughed and drank from his own cup, rolling his eyes. "Whatever. Finish that and put your goggles on. We don't need anyone seeing your whole face." That, and Mello secretly loved how ridiculous his friend looked while wearing them.

"You nag so much, oh my God." Matt whined playfully as he drug his feet out of the room, going off to find his goggles. Mello breathed a laugh as he watched him go, finishing off his cup of mixed alcohol. He then called out, "Hurry up, I wanna leave."

Matt returned to the kitchen, now wearing his usual goggles. "Ready?" he asked with a smile, tossing his car keys up and then catching them again as they fell back down. "It's time to get this show on the road."

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The two of them pulled up in front of the nightclub, music audibly pouring out from every window and doorway into the parking lot and surrounding area. Matt loved clubs… the music, the dancing, the alcohol… He smiled over at Mello and shut the car off.

"C'mon. Let's go Mello I need to be in there." Matt laughed, pushing open the driver's side door and climbing out, locking the doors once Mello had done the same. Mello grinned at his friend, laughing softly as he closely followed him to the club doors. Once they were fully inside, he tugged the red head through the drunken crowd and to the bar where he bought his drink and shots. Matt did the same and after they spent their time losing their sense, he leaned over close to his friend.

"Hey… Liam" Matt whispered into the blonde's ear, grinning broadly. "Wanna dance with me?" Mello turned his attention to his friend's warm, alcohol-laced breath against his skin, his lips stretching to a smile when he felt the other's soft kisses along his ear. He turned his head to nuzzle against Matt's soft cheek as the feather-soft kisses continued to assault his ear, now traveling down his neck.

"Hell yeah I do."

Mello swallowed the last remnants of his drink, then stood and tugged the red head along to the dance floor; a place that both of them were very familiar with. He pushed his thick blonde hair from his face and moved in close to his friend, sliding his toned arms over the other's shoulders. Matt grinned, smoothly sliding his thin hands down Mello's sides and pulling his hips flush against his own. Once he felt the blonde's body against his own, he immediately started moving along with the pounding of the music, rolling and grinding his hips into the other's as his hands explored Mello's body, finding their way up his thin shirt to feel the muscles under his bare skin. The two of them created a rhythm, their hips moving in unison and their hands wandering all along heated skin and clothing. Mello sighed heavily and pressed into his friend a bit more firmly, his hips rocking into the red head's in sync with the fast pace of the music.

The music…

Mello loved what the music did to them, especially when they'd been drinking. The dancing they were doing now... they'd only just started. Soon it would pick up and there would be touching… and kissing. Although he wouldn't openly admit it, Mello loved kissing Matt; the way he moved and tasted. He also loved the fact that his friend knew everything that he enjoyed in a kiss, which always made them superior to any stranger's kiss.

"Fuck…" the blonde sighed out as he slid one of his strong hands down his friend's broad chest, pressing his hips together in time with Matt's. Matt smirked, letting out a heavy grunt of approval when the blonde turned around in his arms. He slammed his hips onto Mello's ass a bit more firmly than he did before when Mello had been facing him, sliding his hands slowly up Mello's firm, toned stomach. He kept Mello held against himself as the heat within his body rose, sliding his hands down the blonde's stomach again to rest on exposed hipbones. Fuck yeah. He thought, teasing his fingertips along the sensitive skin as he breathed out against Mello's neck slowly, then trailed his seductive fingers down further to rub along the tops and insides of his friend's thighs. Matt loved this part of the night; when they were in this position and he could grind his lust into the other while he ran his sinful hands all over the blonde's hot, heated skin.

Mello rolled his body fluidly into his friend's, letting his head drop back onto his shoulder with a soft grunt. He grinned playfully as he felt Matt's soft lips dance along his exposed neck again. He ran his own hands along Matt's, gripping one of them slightly as he arched his back against his counterpart. Mello let out a gentle groan as he felt Matt's teeth graze along his skin, followed by a slow suck. He held back his own lust for a little while, letting the feeling of Matt's work on his neck along with their touching and grinding take over his senses.

He wanted more.

Mello pulled away just enough for him to turn around, facing his weekend-lover once more. He licked his lips, giving Matt a drunken, lust-filled smirk before pressing their lips together in a smooth, face-paced kiss. With a soft grunt, Matt easily complied and kissed him back. He expertly swirled and darted his tongue around the blonde's, tasting every crevice that he'd missed so much since the last time they'd done this. Closing his eyes, Matt matched his grinding to the rhythm of their kiss, the feel of it changing slightly into thrust-like presses. Mello responded to his actions fully, bringing his hands up to tangle in Matt's thick hair as he shifted to press a thigh between Matt's legs firmly, lifting it up slightly into the red head's crotch with each grind.

"Matt… E-Everett" he panted out once they pulled out of the kiss. "Let's… go back."

Matt paused slightly and kissing along Mello's smooth cheek as he listened to him talk, his hips rolling against the strong thigh that had been nestled between his legs.

"Okay. Okay c'mon."

Matt pulled him along as he stumbled towards the door, sharing scattered, shameless kisses with him along the way until they reached his car. He felt a flutter in his chest as he clumsily unlocked the doors, letting the both of them in. He hoped so much that they'd get somewhere tonight. His body, he'd admit, would also like to get somewhere productive. He definitely felt hot from their previous actions. Hopefully it wouldn't hinder his driving too much…

Mello climbed into the car after Matt, trailing his fingers along his own thighs. He wouldn't bail tonight. He wouldn't. He would go all the way with his Matt. Sighing out, he leaned over closer to Matt and placed a warm hand on his thigh, which slowly began to slide upwards.

"Matt… drive faster" He whispered, his fingers teasing along the studs on Matt's belt, occasionally wandering along the zipper of his jeans. He wanted to go further than that, but was afraid of distracting his friend from the road. Although… Matt was a very good driver…

Smirking from the drunken blonde's wandering hands and heated whispers, Matt changed his posture to spread his legs slightly further. He pressed down on the gas pedal slightly further, moving his hips softly as if to urge on his friend's intentions. Do it Mello. Please do it.

Mello cast his eyes down to the location of his hand and then flicked them back up to Matt's face. He contemplated for a few seconds before pressing his hand down fairly firmly onto his friend's obvious arousal, rubbing his hand up and down slowly along the surface of his jeans. He silently wished for Matt to hurry. He wanted to get home while he still had confidence.

Fuckkkk fuck fuck. Matt thought as he pulled Mello up the stairs, remaining lip-locked with him for the majority of their struggle to reach the apartment. By the time they had even gotten out of the car, Mello had gotten the other's pants undone and teased him further. Matt needed him to continue tonight.

After fumbling with his keys for a moment he pushed the door open, tugging a growlingly nervous Mello inside. He wasted no time in getting them to the looming bedroom and once there, he threw them both down onto the bed.

"Fuck... Mello"

With a soft inhale, Mello rolled them over, flashing him a hot smirk. He straddled Matt's hips and drove them down firmly as he placed his broad hands onto the red head's chest. This was it. He'd go on like usual… but this time, he wouldn't run. He'd hold his composure the entire way through.

"Mello…" Matt sighed out softly, his shirt having ridden up at some point to show the smooth skin of his belly. He thrust his hips up into Mello's gently, ghosting his fingers along the other's strong arms as he lightly bit on his own lower lip.

Until… that. That look. The look Matt always seemed to give him and the things he always did to him. He couldn't take it he… he was too afraid. Too afraid of what could happen. Afraid… of the next morning.

"I-I…" Mello inhaled a bit sharply, looking down towards Matt, then bit down on his own lip sharply as he quickly withdrew himself from his friend and the bed below him, running off to the bathroom. Like he always did. Like he promised he wouldn't.

Matt stayed where he was, frozen in disappointment. No. No. He was not letting this happen again tonight.

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Ahhh sorry to cut it off here. (It's too late at night for me to continue this story properly xD) I promise to upload the next chapter tomorrow, which may or may not have some explicit content in it ;) Thank you!