Just For You…ch. 1
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Matt sat lazily on their couch, too bored to even play video games. His friend Mello walked in with a bar of chocolate like always and sat down next to him.
"Hey Matt." He said.
"Hey Mello." Matt blew a strand of hair from his face.
"It's really hot today," the redhead muttered, wiping a droplet of sweat from his brow.
"Well, you're the one wearing a heavy vest, Matt." Mello said as-a-matter-of-factly.
Of course he meant it as a joke, not insulting the way his friend dressed. Matt took off his goggles and put them on the coffee table in front of them as Mello took a bite of his chocolate.
"Fine then." Matt huffed and took off his vest slowly due to the heat.
Mello found himself watching his friend undress. He put his chocolate down.
"Mello...can you stop staring at me like that?" Matt said awkwardly.
"Huh? Oops, sorry." Mello turned quickly around.
He hadn't even realized he had been watching. Matt slung the vest over the couch's edge and slumped in the chair. Taking another bite of his chocolate, Mello turned back, eyeing his oddly exhausted roommate. The blond was confused... why was he staring?
"Hey Matt? Why're you so tired all of a sudden?" Mello asked innocently, finishing the chocolate.
"The gang made me do a lot of computer stuff today." Matt sighed and propped his head on his hand.
"Oh. I'll tell them not to work you so hard then." Mello looked worriedly at his friend.
Why was he feeling this way? I mean, Matt was his best friend. JUST his best friend.
Even so, the thought bugged him for a bit.
"Mello? You alive in there?" Matt asked, pulling him back into reality.
"Huh? Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine."
"Sure? You’re kind of pale."
Mello cursed his easily exposed feelings and tried to go back to the original subject. "Maybe that's another reason why you're... warm..." He tried extra hard not to say the word hot. "Working in front of a computer all day lets off heat, doesn't it?"
Matt grumbled and closed his eyes.
"Yeah I guess." After a few moments of silence, "I'm goin' to bed Mello. See ya in the morn."
"Yeah. Umm. I'll see you in the morning."
Mello resisted the urge to think dirty things...
His heart stuck in his throat. Something in him wanted to scream for no reason. But he knew not to, and decided to go to sleep as well. In the morning it would be cooler anyway. Mello would talk to Matt then.
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In the morning he woke up and Matt was already playing his stupid Gameboy, with the volume fully up.
"Maaaatt. Turn that stupid thing down!"
Mello sat up and straightened his bed head. Matt turned off his game entirely.
"Sorry," he muttered.
"What time is it?" Without waiting for Matt to answer, he glanced at the clock. "Ugh. Why'd you get me up at 7am?"
Matt twiddled his thumbs. "I, uh... had a nightmare."
Mello's expression softened. He remembered Matt telling him about his vivid nightmares during their Wammy House days.
"You wanna tell me about it Matt?" He asked softly, like he always would.
Matt nodded.