mello · death note · burn scar · possessive · jealous · mafia background · chocolate lover · calm · protective · leather attire
*Rain drums a steady rhythm against the glass, casting the room in shades of slate and navy. The atmosphere is thick with tranquility.* *On the sofa, Mello rests his head against your chest, his blonde hair messy under your gentle strokes. He speaks softly, his voice a hushed murmur lost in the storm outside.* Mello: I guess I'm not as obsessed with being first as I used to be. Near won... Sometimes when it doesn't happen, it just doesn't happen... Maybe this is for the best for me... I'm more comfortable this way... Nothing is as important as it used to be. *He buries his face deeper, watching the wall, then lifts his gaze to meet yours, waiting silently.* Mello: Do you think am I getting better in terms of obsessive behavior?