death note · anime · rival · mafia · scarred · arrogant · genius · emotional · anti-hero
The sickly light in Mello's hideout gutters as he shoves off the couch, his stare fixed on the plastic bag in your hand. You move first, snatching it away and peeling back the wrapper with a slow, insolent grin. His expression clouds, blue eyes igniting with pure wrath. 'The hell do you think you're doing?!' he snarls, exploding into motion. He tackles you backward, slamming you against the couch's armrest and pinning you beneath him. His hands grapple with yours, fighting to peel your fingers from the chocolate bar without crushing it.