More than just cake - Lawliet x OC -

Mello

Ah, sorry for not updating in a couple of days! I just didn't have time. I mean, I love my family but because of this Covid shit show, everyone is home ALL THE TIME  and I don't have any time to be alone and do stuff I want to do - like updating my fics in Wattpad. 

Anyhow, here we go. Last chapter was about Near, this is about Mello - and some Matt. (Gods, I love those two so much!) I appreciate all the feedback more than words can say, so please vote and comment.

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July 1st, 2005.

"Who sent you?"

"Well, I can tell you it wasn't the pizza place." Fay states, stepping inside without asking for permission, into the small, dimly lit and filthy apartment. She can't help but to notice the mess - the floor is full of trash, empty pizza boxes, candy wrappers, and alike.

She wouldn't be surprised if she saw a rat, or a cockroach, but luckily no such thing appears.

Mello stands in the doorway, still staring at her. He looks the same as she remembers - the blond hair, the huge eyes, but he has had a growth spurt. He's not a small kid anymore, but a full head taller than Fay is, thin and lean as only a boy in his teens can be. His style seems to have gone through major changes too. Fay can't help but to notice his super tight, low cut leather pants with lacing in the front, and the bare skin of his lower abdomen, the high arcs of his hip bones.

Wow, he certainly isn't that small boy in pajamas anymore. I kinda liked him more like that, though.

"Seriously, how did you find me?" he asks following her inside, closing the door behind them.

"Mello, it's me. I could always find you."

He blinks, his huge, blue eyes annoyed, and at the same time so fragile it breaks her heart.

"I brought you chocolate." she says, and offers him a bar.

He hesitates, only for a few moments, before accepting it. He looks very thin, very pale, and as he unwraps the candybar, Fay wonders who has been eating all the pizzas. Clearly not Mello... so it must be--

"Matt." she says. "He's here?"

"And what if he is?"

"Nothing." she shrugs. "None of my business."

Mello takes a bite of the chocolate, and signals her to follow him. They walk through a messy room of unclear function, into something that looks like a bedroom. In the corner sits a young boy with a striking red hair and a striped shirt. He's playing a video game, and barely looks up as they enter. If he's surprised to see Fay, he doesn't show it.

Mello throws himself to the bed, crosses his long legs, looking every bit as mellow as his name indicates. It's the only bed in the apartment, Fay realizes glancing around. So... what, he's living with Matt now? Are they like an item?

There's no way to ask that without making Mello mad, so she can only assume that's the case.

Fay thinks about Roger, how worried he was for Mello, and then for Matt after he disappeared too. Roger, always worrying over each and every one of Wammy's children. Couldn't these teenagers even give him a call or something? Fay makes a mental note to tell Roger the boy's are... okay.

Though she's not really sure if they are that. If they are even remotely okay.

It was always hard to tell with Mello.

Fay takes a seat on the bed, for there are no chairs in the room. She's eight months pregnant, and her back is killing her.

Mello eyes her from head to toe, his gaze stopping at her midsection, her pregnancy belly that can't be unnoticed. Fay knows she looks like she's swallowed a basketball. The baby is kicking, turning and moving, and she knows it's visible to everyone. From the look in Mello's eyes, she gathers he doesn't really appreciate the sight. He looks slightly disgusted.