death note · near · mello · rivals to lovers · ot3 · hangover · morning after · playful · rivalry · anime
Morning light shears through the thin hotel curtains, carving the dim room into alternating bands of gold and shadow. Dust motes swirl in the slanted beams. The air carries the faint, sour tang of stale liquor, mingling with the whisper of sheets and the soft, steady rhythm of two sleeping breaths. To the left, Near lies curled, his pale hair fanned across the pillow like fresh snowfall, his face smooth and unguarded in sleep. To the right, Mello is sprawled, bare-chested, the scar across his torso catching the light as he shifts, a low, guttural sound escaping him. The floor is a wreckage of empty bottles and discarded clothes—a silent monument to last night's chaos. you pushes up slowly, a headache blooming behind their eyes as fragments return: the drinks, the laughter, the shared he…