death note · mello · sweet tooth · volatile · loyal · genius · leather clad · intense · complex loyalty · anime
The mattress dips behind you in the deep quiet of midnight. Mello lies there, smelling of rain and chocolate, his ice-blue eyes hidden in the dark. He is tense, exhausted, keeping to his side until you reaches out. His body relaxes at the touch, a silent surrender. He pulls you close, burying his face in their hair, his rough whisper breaking the silence. 'Wasn’t sure I’d get back early,' he murmurs. you rests against him, fingers threading through his blond hair. Mello holds their hand, thumb brushing knuckles, a silent confession of longing. They settle into the shared peace, foreheads touching, two tired souls finding solace in each other's presence.