Mello turned his head at the sound of his friend's voice, a bar of chocolate in one hand and the TV remote in the other. While Matt was away, the blonde had managed to crawl onto the floor, remove all of the couch cushions, and make a comfortable looking cot on the floor where he was now curled up on his side and—previously to Matt coming home—watching TV.

Flashback—

Mello sighed in annoyance as he stared at the taunting remote control. Would it really have been that hard for Matt to at least put it on the coffee table before leaving? Whatever, Mello didn't need Matt anyways. He could get this himself. But… how? He traced out multiple possibilities in his head, deciding that crawling was his only semi-dignified option.

Taking in a deep breath, Mello scooted himself close to the edge of the couch and stretched out his good leg, lifting the other slightly while he gripped the cushion beneath him tightly. As he kept his injured leg out in front of him, he slowly lowered himself down onto the floor, sighing out once he'd succeeded. Alright… now to get to the chair. Before he moved, though, he thought about his position. More than likely, he wouldn't want to try and get back onto the couch. Going up seemed harder than getting down. With that thought, Mello turned to the side so he could get a hold of one of the cushions, tugging it off and throwing it towards the chair. Once he'd done that, he continued on until all of the pillows and cushions from the couch were on the floor next to the chair. Now… how to get over there…

Mello looked down at his leg for a moment, thinking, then looked at the coffee table. Maybe he could use—ooh… chocolate. He smiled to himself a bit and picked up the two bars, tossing them over to his mountain of pillows. "Chocolate did not help me figure this out…" he mumbled to himself. After a few moments of thinking, though, he came up with an idea that should work without any pain. He turned himself around and lay down onto his back on the floor, planting his foot firmly on the floor and holding his uninjured leg up. From there, he began pushing himself across the floor on his back with his good leg and his elbows, yelling curses each time his wounded leg hit the floor. This was the most idiotic thing he'd ever done, he decided. Not only was it more difficult than he'd anticipated, but his shirt was continuously dragged down and he'd frequently have to pause to pull down the collar so that he wouldn't be choked.

Soon enough, though, he reached his destination and sat up, relaxing his muscles and looking at his reddened elbows. Good thing Matt would be home in no later than an hour or two… he certainly did not want to repeat that process to make it to the bathroom. Or anywhere else, really. But, now that he was at the chair, he could reach the remote; which he did. Afterwards he turned his attention to the soft pile next to him, first moving his chocolate safely to the side before arranging the cushions and pillows into a comfortable, bed-like structure. One last thing… hopefully it was close. Please please—aha. Thank God. Mello mentally cheered when he saw the soft blanket draped over the back of the chair. He was very happy that it wasn't on the couch; like he'd feared.

With a grunt, the blonde tugged the blanket down to him. Afterwards, he moved over to his makeshift bed and carefully lay down on his uninjured side, facing the TV and curling up with the blanket pulled over him. He finally relaxed, picking up one of the chocolate bars and nibbling on a corner once he got it open. It wasn't until a half an hour later that he was joined by the red head.

End Flashback—

"Watching TV" Mello replied, snapping off a piece of his chocolate and letting it melt in his mouth, his ice blue eyes not once leaving Matt's deep green ones.

Matt studied his friend on the floor, holding the bag of food limply at his side. "Why are you on the floor though?"

The blonde kept his eyes on Matt's, making a soft sucking sound as he ate his chocolate. "Because the remote was over here and I couldn't reach it."

After a brief mental image of Mello doing something ridiculous, such as diving from the couch onto the chair dramatically, Matt let out a curt laugh and locked the door, flopping over the arm of the couch blindly to lie on said couch. Matt, however, had not actually noticed that the pillows Mello was using were taken from the couch until he felt the hard, unforgiving metal collide with his back and side. He let out a yell of pain and surprise, just staying motionless on the barren couch with the bag of food resting atop his stomach.

Mello watched the entire scene as if it were in slow motion, an expression of 'Did that really just happen?' forming on his face before a real, heart-felt laugh erupted from his chest as he closed his eyes, just laughing at his friend's misfortune. "Oh my fucking God M-Matt…" he continued to laugh, rolling his upper body away from the red head to bury it in one of his many pillows.

Matt let out a groan of pain with a bit of laughter laced through it as he rolled more onto his back, his eyes closed as he waited for the initial shock and pain to fade. "What the fuck…" he grunted, more laughter slipping into his voice until it took over, the red head's body shaking with fits of giggles. Mello's rare laughter was another thing that Matt loved to pieces and it always caused him to laugh as well. Which was good in this situation. Had the red head not been laughing, he would have been cursing in pain. Once he'd fully recovered and was able to sit up off of the couch, though, he turned his attention back to the blonde. "Anyways… I didn't know what to get so… pick whichever and I'll eat what you don't want." He said with a smile, his hair messed from the fall and his vest unzipped.

"Okay" Mello said, catching the bag once it was thrown to him and rummaging around inside. Fries for both of them and hm… which one did he want… Since he liked both, though, there wasn't really much of a downside to choosing one over the other… but damn. Eventually, though, he chose one of the burgers and laid it on the floor next to him, along with his cup of fries, and then held the bag back towards Matt.

As Matt moved across the room to take the bag back, a thought crossed his mind that caused his stomach to do cartwheels. But… but no. No, he couldn't ask that… it'd be too weird… or what if Mello said no. Then it'd just be awkward and he wouldn't know what to do afterwards. But he really wanted to… no. He'd wait until they were done eating before he'd ask anything.

"Thanks"

Matt flicked his eyes to Mello when he heard his voice and smiled softly. "You're welcome." He said causally as he moved from the uncomfortable couch to the armchair that the blonde was lying next to. To make himself more comfortable, he slipped off his vest and boots and then spread out in the chair with a sigh. He liked going out and doing things for Mello. It made him feel like he wasn't completely useless and in all honesty, if he didn't go out to do these simple things, who knows how often he'd actually leave the house. Probably only to buy groceries, cigs, and games. But then if he lived with Mello… probably not even for those things… Dismissing the thoughts, the gamer unwrapped his food and started eating, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips as he propped his feet up on the edge of the coffee table. Other than his little trip earlier, today had definitely been a very lazy day.

Once the two of them had finished eating, Mello turned his gaze to his friend who looked so relaxed and comfortable in the chair. Too bad he was about to ruin that.

"Matt"

The red head looked down at his friend on the floor, raising his brows slightly in question. "Yeah?"

"I have to go to the bathroom."

Matt paused. It was odd to have Mello tell him when he needed to use the restroom. It was like he was a kid or something and the red head was on potty duty. Either way, he moved to stand up with a sigh. "Okay. Let's make it fast and easy this time." He said with a breath of a laugh, crouching down next to him. "Sit up and I'll hook my arms under yours, okay? Then I'll lift you and you just hold your legs up. Easy."

Mello nodded in agreement and did what his friend suggested, taking in a deep breath when he was lifted and tensing his body, holding his legs up while Matt quickly carried him off to the bathroom. Jeeze, Matt must be working out while he's away or something… Regardless, though, it got him to where he needed to be quickly and that was all that mattered. With a soft grunt he balanced on his uninjured leg, preparing to hold himself up on the counter when he felt Matt's warm embrace from behind, it holding him up easily and safely. Hm… getting a hug every time he took a piss. Sounded like a very good deal to him. After he was finished, though, he was carried back into the living room in the same matter as before.

Matt carefully helped the blonde lay back down onto his cot, sighing out afterwards and standing to gather the trash so that he could throw it away. Now… now he had to ask. Mello was just watching TV and… it would be the perfect time. Stop being a pussy and just ask. He mentally pressured himself as he slowly made his way back towards the living room. They'd been getting closer, right? Hell, they cuddled and made out earlier. Maybe he didn't have to ask. No… this is something they haven't… really done before. Mello might not like it. Even though… he obviously liked the cuddling beforehand. Fuck. He tried to quickly come up with a solution to his desires, eventually deciding to just do it rather than ask. Even though his fears screamed that it might end badly. Fuck his fears. They never did anything good for him anyways.

The red head tentatively walked over to the area where the blonde lay and the chair sat, silently observing Mello as he faced away from him and was focused on the TV. Perfect chance. Right now… do it. Just fucking do it. With a slow, deep inhale he removed his goggles, setting them down on the coffee table quietly before crouching down behind the blonde. He bit onto his lower lip a bit and then pulled back Mello's blanket, smoothly sliding beneath it and laying close to his friend. Once he pulled the blanket over the two of them again, he wrapped his arm comfortably and lovingly around the other's middle, pulling him close and nestling his face into the back of Mello's neck with a slow, content sigh as he pressed himself against every curve of the blonde's body. Done.

With a soft, surprised noise Mello tensed his body and curled up slightly further, peeking over his shoulder once Matt had finished getting comfortable behind him. Was the red head… spooning him? He contemplated asking his friend what he thought he was doing and why he decided to suddenly cuddle with him… but he decided to simply enjoy it and let his body fully relax against Matt's warm, broad chest. No need to question a good thing, right?

Matt couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face when he felt Mello lean back into him, rather than yell or pull away. This… this was better than their cuddling earlier. Apparently… they really have gotten much closer. He could freely kiss and touch the other now—to an extent—without being afraid of stirring Mello's rage. More importantly… he wanted to do those things now. But, he couldn't let those thoughts overtake him. Mello could very well go back to how he was by the time his leg was healed and Matt didn't want to find himself feeling upset about something like that. Though, he wouldn't let thoughts like that stop him from enjoying what was going on at the moment. He felt so warm… so relaxed… so—

"Mello"

"Yeah?"

"You're cute."

—damnit.

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;O; I'll have the next chapter up by tomorrow! Also, thank you to everyone for nice reviews :B they make me enjoy this fic more and more!