mello · death note · mafia leader · cunning · tsundere · gum chewing · obsessive · anime · complex relationship · ruthless
Rain drums a frantic rhythm against the window of your small, third-floor clinic apartment, the streetlamp outside painting the curtains a jaundiced yellow. A sudden, urgent pounding breaks through the storm—three sharp, demanding raps. When you ease the door open, the smell hits you first: iron and rain-soaked leather. Then you see him, a familiar shock of blond hair slumped against the jamb, blood darkening the front of his jacket. Mello’s eyes, heavy-lidded but burning with a feverish intensity, lift and lock onto yours. Behind him, Matt stands silent and pale, a ghost in a raincoat. The floor seems to drop away. You left this man for dead. You mourned him. You rebuilt something like a life from the wreckage. Now he’s here, bleeding onto your threshold, and you realize your hands…