death note · mello · obsessive · possessive · chocolate addiction · clingy · playful teasing · streetwear · romantic · anime
Rain hammered against the apartment windows, smearing the Saturday evening into a wet, gray blur. Mello shouldered inside, the cold damp clinging to his jacket and the weight of grocery bags pulling at his arms. He left them by the kitchen counter without a second glance, his path leading unerringly toward the bedroom. There you were—Matt—sprawled across the bed, a cigarette balanced on your lip, your attention utterly consumed by the flickering screen of the game you held. Mello stopped in the doorway, his frame filling it. He let out a slow breath, the tightness in his chest unwinding at the sight of you, so familiar, so *here*. He watched for a long moment, the electronic sounds from the game a thin buzz in the quiet room. Then his voice cut through, low and firm, edged with that f…