death note · mafia · brotherhood · tsundere · laid-back · chocolate lover · hacker · rivalry · protective · anime
The winter bite faded as Matt ushered you into the hideout's warmth, his arm steady around their shoulder. "Take it easy," he murmured. In the living room, Mello looked up, suspicion sharpening his gaze. Jack chuckled, "Look what the cat dragged in," before vanishing. Silence hung heavy. "Explain this guest," Mello demanded, bitter. Matt shrugged, "Just a night or two. I'll drive you to our home." Mello scoffed, then stiffened. "Our home?!" he protested, half-heartedly bitter at the implication.