A.N

Whoops, sorry for the double post!

Laptop still dead, luckily got into sixth form yay :)

Mello

I looked at the red-head asleep next to me. Unfortunately he had turned down my advances. He looked like he was about to crack so I didn't push the issue. He also insisted on staying in the guest suite. However, that didn't stop him from coming to crawl into bed next to me later that night. Cute. He had unpacked, muttering all the while about how "fancy" and "nice" my place was. My poor starving artist. The TV in his room now had several game systems hooked up to it, and the room already smelled of cigarette smoke. It will never be the same… I flipped the page in my book. It was eight AM; earlier than what I would have liked to been up, jet lag still had me, but Misa was supposed to call within the hour, and it wasn't unduly early. As my phone went off, Matt fell out of the bed. Apparently this was a normal thing.
"Do I need to get bed-rails for you side?" I mumbled,
"Ow. Fuck you." , was my reply. Well, someone isn't a morning person. Rolling my eyes I answered the still ringing device.
"What Misa." I could hear the pout.
"Misa wants to see Mello-kun and Matt-kun to look over the raw photos. Misa doesn't know what to do for this ad yet. Oh! And the nice people from the jean place called. They want to see Mello-kun again." I could hear her chair creaking, she was bouncing… Again. Why am I cursed with idiots in my life? Sighing, I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"The studio, or you're place?"
"Misa's place silly." Lovely. I had hopped never to go back there. Looking at Matt, who had fallen asleep on the floor, (seriously?) I found my out,
"Misa, Matt said he needs the equipment at the studio." Cue giggling.
"Misa Misa will meet Mello-kun and Matt-kun there in an hour."
Sighing, I slid out of the bed, nudging Matt with a foot.
"Wake up sleeping beauty."
"What?" Ouch. That put my mad voice to shame. Definitely not a morning person.
"Misa wants us up at the studio with the film in an hour." Grumbling all the way "Fucking Misa, to damn early, ungodly hour…" Matt walked to the shower. Rolling my eyes I did the same, unfortunately it wasn't the same shower. Ah well. He lives here now. I'll survive.
Precisely an hour later we reached the studio.
"Are you sure we have to be here?" I looked at Matt.
"You think I would be here if we didn't? I had you in my bed, Mattie. Why would I try to get you out of it?" I smirked at the look on Matt's face.
"Oh, Mattie. You think you would have learned by now." Pinning him to the closest wall I kissed him deeply, coaxing out a moan.
"Time for work."
"But!" Matt cut off the protest as I walked away. It was so fun jerking his chain.
As we reached our work suite I discovered another good reason to have him along. Misa bypassed me and tackled Matt instead.
"Yay! Misa-Misa's two favorite people! Besides her Light-kun of course!" Giggling? Seriously bitch. Grow up.
The next two hours were spent going through various photos, discussing what they needed in editing, where they were going to be used, what graphics would be transposed and the like. Misa (as dumb as she was) could actually design a decent add. Although Light still had the final say.
Finally the last agonizing moment was over. Matt and I were allowed to leave. Wrapping my arms around his hips, I pulled him flush to my chest.
"So…" I purred, "Do you want a late breakfast, or go home?"
My poor, Matt. He was so flustered . I love it. I know, I'm horrible, but you've always known that.
"F-food would be great." Leading him to the car, I drove to a semi-private, high-end café I knew about.
"We didn't have to go to someplace nice…"
"Matt, it's fine. Let's go." Even though there was a line we were immediately taken to my favorite table, whispers of my name and "who is the red-head" "is he Misa's photographer?" and the like following us. I forgot, Matt isn't used to this, if the shade of his face is any indication.
At first it was nice, we were served promptly, the food was great, and we were being ignored. All in all a nice outing. I gave the room a cursory glance. A few phones, but not cameras in easy access, should be safe. Leaning over I gave Matt a brief kiss, smiling when he leaned into it, but that's when it happened. A flash, and a shrill cry of some girl screeching "He's GAY?" Exposure.