Happy Ending (MattxMello)

18. Try Me

Matt
I'm lying on the couch, holding my controller above me and trying my best to both beat the level I'm on and not drop the controller onto my face. I end up losing and lay my head over the back of the couch, sighing in defeat. I hear Mello open the door to our bedroom and flick my head back up to look at him. He is quite literally the most adorable thing I have ever laid eyes on. He stands just outside of the room in nothing but my boxers and mismatched socks, yawning and rubbing his eyes. I can barely contain the urge I feel to run over to him and cover him in kisses.
"Morning, sleepyhead!" I say cheerfully. He yawns again.
"Morning... What time is it?" He seems to wake up a bit at the realization that the apartment is flooded with late morning sunlight.
"Half past eleven."
"What?! Why didn't you wake me? Matt!" All evidence of his previous sleepiness has disappeared and been replaced with irritation.
"Well, it's Sunday and you just looked so cute while you slept that I didn't have the heart to wake you up!" I gush, making his cheeks go pink. Sunday is our agreed 'Lazy Day' since work can get a little overwhelming these days and we both agreed that we needed a break. We didn't want to fight anymore.
"Shut up Jeevas, I will shoot you." He mock-threatens.
"Oh, but you wouldn't." I raise an eyebrow, a cocky smile on my face.
"Try me." I push myself off of the couch and take a step towards him, still smiling.
"I think I will." I run over to him and grab him from behind, poking his sides where I know he's ticklish. He squeals and tries desperately to escape my grasp but fails miserably. He's laughing too hard to make coordinated movements and eventually gives up trying to pry me off of him and accepts his inevitable death by tickles. I stop only when the tears start rolling down his face from laughing too hard.
"I... c-can't... breathe!" He manages between exhausted pants. I laugh with him and offer my hand to help pull him up off of the floor. He accepts it and soon enough he's pressed up against me. He seems rather surprised at our sudden closeness.

Mello
"Well hello there," Matt almost whispers, looking down at me.
"H-hey," I reply, pathetically. Only he can get me to melt like this. He has his arms wrapped around my waist and mine are still on his upper back, where I had previously placed them for support. I allow them to move from their position and snake around his neck, looking him in the eyes as I do it. Once I'm in my preferred position, I allow my gaze to flick down to his lips and he takes the hint, leaning down and capturing mine. I tighten my embrace and let him deepen the kiss. Soon enough, our innocent tickle session has turned into an anything-but-innocent make out session. Suddenly, he picks me up and moves us over to the couch, where he lays me down and crawls on top of me, rejoining our lips. I feel awkward being the only shirtless one, so I slip his off as well, letting my hands explore his bare chest and back.

All too soon, we have to stop for air. He lays next to me on the couch, out of breath. I place my head on his chest and trace circles with my fingers on his skin.
"Lazy Sundays were a great idea Mells."