Soft rays of morning light peeked their ways through the blinds that covered the window, only giving hints to the outside world of what lay within the darkened bedroom. The two lazy figures lay motionless beneath soft blankets, both of them locked into a sea of dreams as they warmly held onto each other. They'd been sleeping for quite some time that morning, the hangovers and exhausted bodies probably contributing to most of it. It wasn't long, though, before one of the forms began to move.

"Mh…" escaped the younger blonde's lips. He'd shifted during the night and now lay against the red head's side, his left arm and leg still draped over the other's nude body. He lightly nuzzled into the soft neck that he was pressed against as he fluttered his eyes open, quickly shutting them again. He knew he felt unusually comfortable. There was someone, a very warm someone, in his bed. Or rather, he was in someone else's bed. He slowly drew in a deep breath, thoughts running through his mind. Who… where… No. No, he knew that smell; the smell of smoke and Axe. He was definitely in his own bed but… who was with him? Must have been a one night stand. He thought as he slowly peeked his eyes open, staring across his unknown lover's bare chest and landing his sight on—

His breath caught in his throat.

That was Matt's tattoo. Matt's tattoo that wrapped so lovingly around the fair skin of his bicep and traveled down as far as his elbow. Had he really had sex with his friend? Did we finally…? No way. He thought as he trailed his eyes upwards, examining every bump and dip in the red head's body until he locked his eyes on his peaceful, sleeping face. Without pausing for no longer than a second, he watched Matt's expression as he trailed his fingertips down the exposed skin of his friend's tired body, traveling even further to slip under the blankets. So far so good- fuck. No, he didn't feel any sign of boxers or… anything for that matter. All he could feel was the smooth, unbelievably soft skin of his friend's thigh. Yep, they'd definitely done it. He could feel that he too had no trace of clothing on and as he thought about it, he felt… proud. He'd finally pushed past his fears and done what he'd wanted to do for ages. Now, all that was left was for Matt to wake up and find them like this and hopefully accept it as a good thing. He was sure that he would, but a constant tiny doubt kept buzzing around. What if he didn't?

"Hmh." He grunted quietly. At least he had a little while to think about it before the older of the two would wake up. So, until then…

With soft, quiet movements, the blonde reached his thin hand up from his "lover's" body and ran his long, gentle fingers through Matt's hair. His hair was always so surprisingly soft and Mello would touch it on every secret occasion that he could. Slowly running his hand through the thick mess a second time, he watched as the hairs fanned down when they weren't long enough to be held up by his hand anymore. He needed to dye it again… the roots were showing. He'd have to suggest that to him at some point; he didn't want him to go all brown again. He preferred the deep red. If it came down to it, he'd even go and buy the damned dye himself.

Mello widened his eyes a fraction when he felt the other stir beneath him. He let his hand casually drift out of the velvet locks and fall to rest on Matt's shoulder, his eyes quickly snapping shut again to pretend that he was still sleeping. He wanted to hear Matt's true reaction to their current situation.

With a lazy, hung-over sigh the red head shifted, slowly cracking his eyes open. He paused, closed his eyes, and then opened them again. Mello… was cuddled up against his side. He only knew it was Mello because of the way the blonde held onto him… no woman would hold him with a presence of dominance and protection behind it. Besides… he could smell the familiar shampoo scent as it wafted from his hair. Now, why were they laying like this? He thought about it for a moment as his hand softly trailed down Mello's bare side, feeling the smooth skin. Could the blonde have just crawled into bed with him during the night? Or did- wait, no. Mello… yes, Mello was definitely naked, he decided as his wandering hand traveled further down his friend's side to brush over his backside slightly and continue down his thigh. Completely nude. He paused, thinking for a moment and then with a furrowed brow he moved his free hand to his own thigh, rubbing along the skin. Well… shit. He was naked too. Why were they both nak—

Ohhh my God…

Matt paused when the realization hit him. He was fairly certain that Mello fucked him last night. Well… balls. I barely remember it. He thought to himself as he subconsciously trailed his curious fingers up his own stomach, his hand stopping when he felt a dry, yet slightly sticky spot on his skin. He gently touched it, confused as to what it might be and then began to pick at it a bit. What the hell is on me? It…oh my fucking God that's gross. It's all dry. The red head firmly rubbed off the remnants of his excitement from the night before, wiping his hand on the edge of the bed afterwards. After he got over the small incident of touching his own expired semen, he turned his attention towards the relaxed blonde against him.

"Mello, you awake?" he asked quietly. When he got no response, he sighed. He'd like to talk about the night before, but, it looked like he'd have to wait for that.

"Mh…?" Mello grunted after a few seconds, imitating sleep in his voice. He slowly tilted his head upwards to gaze at the red head, his hair loosely tangled and messy. Now he'd hear Matt's opinion and… God, he hoped that it was a kind one.

"Oh. Hey." Matt said with a lazy smile, breathing a soft laugh and stretching out his leg muscles subtly. He thought about how to approach the subject without being too blunt; he didn't want to make things overly awkward. "Looks like we, ah… had an interesting night last night, huh?"

Mello kept his watchful eyes focused on his friend's, not saying anything for a couple moments.

"Does your ass hurt, fag?" Mello joked, a coy smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "How's my dick feel?" he continued playfully. He decided to keep an easy-going atmosphere about the subject in order to keep things from getting overly awkward or emotional. Matt paused, slightly surprised by the sudden comments and then laughed a real, heart-felt laugh. Good, Mello wasn't upset about what they'd done. That was what he was most concerned about anyways.

With a soft, slightly pained noise, Matt slid out a little bit from beneath the blonde and rolled onto his side to face him. Whoops, dicks touching. Kind of… awkward. He thought as he subtly pushed his hips back a bit to avoid further, similar contact. His free hand, though, did make its way up to warmly rest on Mello's side beneath the covers.

"Well…" he paused for a moment before continuing, "What're we gonna do now?"

Mello thought about the question, sliding one of his sinful hands along the red head's flat chest, his fingertips teasing at the base of his neck.

"I think…" he flicked his eyes up from Matt's skin to lock onto his eyes once more. "I think you're going to re-dye your hair today. But as far as we go…" he continued thoughtfully, staring deep into the green pools before him. "I think we could be a little closer. In private, at least." He confirmed, his lips turning upwards into a smile.

Carefully, the red head listened to his friend, blinking when the comment about his hair was made. Dye? Eh… I guess that's a good idea; it was growing out. But, more importantly, they would be closer now? Matt mentally smirked. He would have to test this statement today and see what the boundaries were.

"Okay… cool. Sounds good to me." Matt assured, gracing the other with a lazy smile. Now, test one. "So closer as in… close, right?" he asked with a soft smirk, pressing into the blonde and rolling him gently onto his back. From there, he moved the majority of his own body onto Mello's, warmly pinning him to the bed as their nude bodies laid together. Mello inhaled slightly from the actions, being a bit taken aback. He then put his hands on the other's shoulders and shoved him off playfully. That's what he wanted to do eventually, but he didn't feel too comfortable with Matt just laying on him like that yet. Perhaps it was because they were both naked… maybe it would be more enjoyable clothed. Oh well; 'not now' was all he knew.

"Not that close."

Matt laughed softly and moved off of the blonde, putting himself in his previous laying position. "Okay okay, fine. I'm going to get dressed, if you don't mind." He stated as he rolled onto his back, letting out a slow sigh of comfort. After a few seconds he sat up, pulled the covers away to reveal his body to the open air and then stood up from the bed. He stretched his entire body upwards with a sigh of relief, his shoulders and back cracking in the process. He didn't mind that Mello could look over every inch of his exposed skin. It's not like he had anything to hide, considering the obvious fact that the two of them did no less than R-rated things the night before, in which he was pretty sure that Mello had his pretty face smashed up against his dick at some point. So with that said, it wasn't like the blonde hadn't ever seen him. That, coupled with the fact that the two of them had been living together for over a year and have had nude run-ins on more than one occasion, made him quite comfortable around the other. Out of respect, though, the blonde looked away from his friend when he stood.

"Wow Matt, way to not even give me a warning that you were about to flop your dick around." He joked, smiling softly as he kept his gaze in places other than the nude red head. Matt grinned, pulling on a pair of long, black boxers and looking over at the lazy image of the blonde laying in bed, only half of his body concealed by the covers. "Sorry, I got a little too excited I guess."

"Well, calm down and give me some boxers."

Matt tossed a similar pair of boxers to Mello's outstretched arm, running his lightly calloused hand through his hair afterwards. "I guess since I'm dying my hair later, I'm gonna go take a shower."

Mello sat up in the bed and shifted, letting his legs hang over the edge of the bed so he could stand and pull on the boxers. After hearing Matt's last statement, he sat back down on the soft bed and looked at him. "I was going to take a shower." The red head paused for no more than a second in response and then smiled slyly.

"We could both take one." He paused, "…together."

Cocking one eyebrow upwards, Mello just stared at his friend. "If by together you mean that I punch you, then sure, we can take one together,"

"Alright sweet, I'll go get extra towels." He replied with a playful smirk, raising his eyebrows at the blonde.

"Matt just go take a fucking shower, I'll take one afterwards. Don't forget your goggles either; you might get soap in your eyes."

"Hahahaha… dick." Matt concluded, walking towards the bedroom door with a happy smile painted on his face. He couldn't wait to see how this day would play out. Maybe Mello would even say yes to one of his ridiculous suggestions.

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Hope you enjoy, chapter six should be up tomorrow!