"Hey Matt…" Mello softly cooed, sitting on the couch comfortably with the red head sitting on the floor in front of him. The blonde had his legs spread casually, one on either side of Matt's head while he played his current game obsession on the Xbox.
"Matt…" He said again softly as he was ignored, leaning forewords a bit closer to his friend before slowly and soothingly stroking his fingers through the auburn hair, gently tugging on it just enough so that Matt would lean his head back and Mello could get a glimpse of his face. "You wanna go out for lunch? I'm kinda hungry…"
Matt relaxed back against the couch and just looked at his friend's face, the feeling of his hands in his hair causing his body to go a bit numb. "Mhhh… do I have to?" He asked lazily as he smiled up at the other, his Xbox controller resting in his lap.
"Mhhh…" the blonde mimicked, smiling back at his friend as he stroked through his bangs softly. "I kinda want you to, yeah…"
"What do I get if I go?"
Mello's fingers wandered from the other's red hair to trail down his jaw line, still smiling down at him. "Lunch, idiot."
Matt breathed a laugh and grinned a bit wider, momentarily closing his eyes as he took in a deep breath. "I don't think that's persuading enough… sorry babe…" He said jokingly, cracking open an eye to look up at the blonde.
"It's not, huh?" He said softly, smiling at the other as he dipped his head down to rest his lips inches over the other's. "Will this change your mind?" He asked flirtatiously, closing the gap between their lips and kissing him softly, closing his eyes as he focused on the slow movement of his lips against his friend's. He kept a hold of his head gently as they deepened the kiss, their tongues moving over and around each others' effortlessly before the blonde pulled away.
"Hmm…" Matt verbally mused playfully, casting a toothy grin at the other. "Okay, I guess I'll go with you."
Mello grinned in respond and let his fingers drag through the red head's hair once more before pushing his head away with a breath of a laugh. "Go get dressed then."
With a smile and a sigh, Matt shut off his game and stood, stretched, then walked off towards the bedroom. As Mello watched him go, he smiled and relaxed back onto the couch. He'd already gotten dressed hours ago and was now simply waiting for his 'lover' to look presentable enough to stop in some fast-food place. I wonder if he'd go for Taco Bell… he thought, bringing a hand up to scratch one of his eyebrows lazily, I'm getting kinda tired of Burger King…
In the bedroom, Matt was currently looking over his new tattoo on his lower stomach. It had been about a month or so since he'd gotten it done and it had just finished peeling. Though he desperately wanted to pick off the remaining dead, peeling skin, he resisted his urge and tugged on a deep red Tshirt which had striped, elbow-length sleeves and a scratchy black design on the front. Afterwards, he slipped off his pajama pants and tossed them randomly in the room before finding a pair of boxers, which he tugged on and then a pair of fitted, dark jeans. He let out a slow breath afterwards, as if the entire process had taken all of his energy, and glanced around the room. It was a bit too hot to wear his beloved vest and he wasn't quite sure where his favorite pair of boots were… so instead, he slipped into a pair of black converse and laced them up.
Now… where were his sunglasses…
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Matt pulled up into a parking space outside of the restaurant, shutting off his car and then glancing over at Mello. He leaned over and pecked the blonde's cheek before shooting him a cocky little grin and getting out of the car. He stretched his arms up above his head with a sigh as he walked, trying to will away the slight bit of nausea that was working its way into his stomach. He'd thought he was over the sickness that he'd contracted a few days ago but… lately it'd been plaguing him off and on at random times during the day. It was more annoying than anything, really.
He ignored it, though, and walked inside with Mello and then gazed up at the menu board, trying to decide what he'd like. He hadn't been to Taco Bell in a while and the menu seemed foreign to him.
"Uh… I just want…" he paused, thinking over a few more options before telling the blonde his final decision, going off to find a place to sit afterwards.
Mello nodded and memorized the order, looking up at the board again for himself. He sometimes wished that Matt would grow some balls and stop being so nervous to talk to people he didn't know. Then again, though, he found it kind of cute as well and always ended up letting it slide. Cute… idiot. He thought with a smile as he paid for their food, going over to the table that Matt had found afterwards and sitting down across from him as he waited for their orders to be called.
"You look good in that shirt, by the way."
Matt raised a brow at the compliment and then smiled, pushing his hands across the tabletop towards the blonde, silently asking for his hand. "Thanks."
Mello smiled in response and brought his hand up, placing it between the red head's and letting it be held and rubbed. He looked down at their fingers and let his mind wander, thinking of how he felt for the other and how warm his hand was and—
"Oh, that's ours. Be right back."
Matt nodded and released his friend's hand, watching him walk off to get their food. While Mello had been thinking of rainbows and butterflies and their happy relationship, Matt had been focusing on the dreaded feeling that was coming from the pit of his stomach. That sinking feeling when you know you're going to vomit all over the place but you don't know exactly when. His stomach had been churning and flopping ever since they'd left the apartment and he was hoping he wouldn't have to go through the embarrassment of throwing up somewhere public. Though… the way it was going…
"Where are you going?" Mello asked, setting down the tray on the table and watching in confusion as the red head quickly walked away from the table.
"Bathroom."
"Oh" the blonde breathed a laugh, sitting down in the booth again and taking a sip from his cup before opening up his share of the food. I wonder if he's sick again… he thought. Matt had been sick for almost what… a week? He hoped he'd get better soon… it worried him just slightly but he'd never let anyone know. It was just a stomach bug… it wasn't like the red head was coughing up blood.
It wasn't blood, but Matt was definitely coughing up the contents of his stomach in the Taco Bell restroom. Though, he hadn't eaten much that day so the majority of his heaves were dry or light and that fact was beginning to gross him out. He stayed on the floor for a bit, making sure that all of his momentary sickness had passed before he flushed the toilet and stood, grunting and shuffling to the sink to rinse out his mouth. Afterwards, he stayed in the bathroom for a few moments until the nausea passed and he felt stable enough to rejoin the blonde.
"Hey… sorry" He said softly once he'd finally made it back to the table, tenderly sitting down in his chair across from the blonde and sighing out slowly.
Mello looked up at his friend and paused, tilting his head just slightly as he looked him over. "You alright?"
Matt shook his head and rubbed at one of his eyes before taking a long drink from his cup. "Not really… I just threw up again." He said, sighing out afterwards and taking one of his tacos off of the tray. "I think I'm good now though…"
The blonde frowned softly, watching his friend eat. "You've been sick for a while now…" he said, raising a brow in slight concern as he ate a bit more of his food and continued to watch the other. "But… you haven't had a fever and you don't really look sick…"
Matt looked up at his friend as he chewed his food, raising his brows slightly and then swallowing before he spoke. "I'm not going to a doctor so you might as well get that idea out of your head right now."
Mello rolled his eyes and sighed, looking down at his food as he thought. "Fine. But if you keep throwing up for too much longer, we are going."
This time, Matt rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He hated seeing a doctor. It was always the most awkward, uncomfortable thing ever and he didn't like being prodded by some guy in latex gloves. Besides, he always felt as if the doctor was judging him.
"If we go to a doctor, you better hope that we learn that I'm dying because otherwise it wouldn't be worth it."
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Laundry. Mello hated doing laundry. Though, if he didn't do it, they would never have clean clothes because like hell he'd be able to get that lazy gamer to do any sort of chore. Oh well. He sighed and dropped more clothing into the washer, the sound of Matt's game echoing through the apartment and forever providing the blonde with entertainment, due to the red head's cheers and shouts. Maybe he'll let me play once I'm done with this. He thought as he emptied out the pockets of a few pairs of jeans, pausing as his fingers fell into a small, folded piece of paper. Curious, he pulled it out and opened it up, reading over the words sketched out over the surface:
When next rises intimacy,
Two souls will collide
To bring new life,
In which envy provide
Mello furrowed his brow as he read over the scripture a few times, trying to understand what it could mean. In which envy provide? He questioned himself, tossing the jeans into the washer and then closing the lid. What the hell is this? He chewed on his lower lip in frustration, pocketing the paper and then walking out into the living room.
"Matt, can I use your laptop?" He asked, leaning against the doorframe as he waited for the answer.
"Yeah sure"
Mello turned and made his way to the bedroom, taking his friend's laptop off of the desk and carrying it out with him to the living room yet again. He set it down on the couch and jogged off to the kitchen, coming back moments later with a few bars of chocolate; a snack for him while he tried to figure out the meaning of the 'poem'. He sat down on the couch and pulled the computer into his lap, opening a chocolate bar and taking a bite before taking the paper out of his pocket again to study it. He reread it countless times, analyzing each word and trying to remember how he'd gotten it and where it could have come from.
When next rises intimacy, two souls will collide. He repeated in his head, focusing on those lines first. It's obviously binding two people in some way. He then moved on to the second set of lines. To bring new life, in which envy provide. Envy in somehow bringing new life to the people who are now bound. How… does that relate to me, though? Why do I have this? …Did I just find it somewhere? He sighed slowly and thought a bit deeper, closing his eyes as he sucked on a piece of chocolate and thinking about his life as of late, as well as Matt and everything around him. Lately, Matt has been sick. They went to a tattoo shop, Matt got a tattoo, they've gone out to lunch a few times, watched a few movies, he got drunk, they had sex. Those were the only significant things he could thing of that'd happened in the past couple months.
He flicked his eyes open, connecting a few of the events.
He got drunk, they had sex, and now Matt was sick. It wasn't… a fever sick, though… and it'd been a few weeks since that'd happened… but relating it to this paper… Mello narrowed his eyes, turning on the laptop and pulling up a search engine. As he bit off another piece of chocolate, he typed "morning sickness" into the search bar and clicked on one of the most relevant links, quickly reading through what it had to say. Afterwards, he went back to the main page and read through a few more links about the subject, gathering as much information as he could.
If it was true, though… how could it have been possible? Matt is a guy. He doesn't have a vagina or a womb or uterus or whatever the fuck else he needs to produce offspring. It was… impossible. Impossible… impossible… but what he was reading… could be directly applied to Matt's situation. That, coupled with whatever was written down on this paper… no… no, he can't know for sure unless…
"Matt."
"Yeah, baby?"
"I'm going to the store to get a pregnancy test."
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Ohoho. What? What is that? XD I know this chapter is a bit short and… boring, but! You can't even complain, because now you know the spell. And… I hope you don't hate me for it. XDDDD
Also! Upside down kiss was included into this chapter by a request from "revvva", so I hope you enjoyed that XD.
One last thing, I've created an account on FictionPress for all of my stories about my OCs. You can find the link on my profile, it being my Homepage link. I only have a couple things uploaded currently, but one of them is Joshwa's POV from when Matt got his tattoo done; so if you'd like to read that or anything else I upload in the future about OCs, head over to FP! :D