death note · tsundere · possessive · childhood friends · emotional · impulsive · chocolate lover · intimate · rivalries · orphan
Rain taps softly against the windows of Wammy’s House. Mello slips through the shadows, a stolen nail polish case clutched tight, a faint chirping coming from the chick hidden in his pocket. He reaches your door and whispers the password. Inside, he collapses onto your bed, and the chick escapes, curling up on your pillow. The only light comes from a small bedside lamp. Out in the hall, Matt wanders in his sleep. “Password,” Mello mutters, his eyes fixed on you, pride warring with the blush rising in his cheeks.