Inside Out [Mello x Reader]

5 | Mafia

[(y/n)'s POV]

The next morning - or rather a few hours later - I wake up early at sunrise. A small, golden sun beam makes its way into the bedroom. The first thought that crosses my mind is why is it so smoking hot in here. It takes a moment until reality sinks in and I remember that I am not alone in bed but am literally cuddling with Mello body-to-body in the exact same position we fell asleep in. His head is still resting against my chest and his arms are easily wrapped around my waist. I can still feel his soft breath against my skin as I carefully pull away, trying not to wake him up. He looks somewhat highly peaceful when he's asleep, even with bruises all over his face. I catch myself looking at him like some creep and immediately turn away.

Mello shifts when I break our hug but seems to remain asleep as I manage to get out of bed. I change into my black overall and open the fridge to see what we've got for breakfast. There's nothing but a sole pack of sandwiches I had bought from the gas station the day before. This will do. I grab it and hungrily take a bite as I leave the other half for Mello.

I open the door to the balcony and light a cigarette. The orange-reddish color of the sky reflects in my eyes as I inhale the cold morning air along with some nicotine to freshen up my mind. Only that's when memories of the past night flash before my eyes in detail. While the fight felt more like a normal Saturday night to me, I still can't get over ending up in one bed with the blonde mafia boss and even worse, saying nice things to him. It was late at night and I wasn't thinking clearly anymore. Did I get carried away a little? Perhaps.

However, when I'm done smoking I go back inside and nearly get a stroke when I see Mello standing there in nothing, absolutely nothing but boxers. Oh my god. He's actually quite muscular despite his tender build. His abs caught my eye in particular as they were all toned and covered in bruises. I try to play it cool as I close the door behind me and avoid his eyes by saying "Keep going. I didn't see anything".

I can practically hear him smirk as he responds teasingly "You did. But don't worry, I don't have anything to hide". I walk over to the kitchen, keeping my eyes to the floor and lift my brows "Is that so". Mello happens to be done changing into his usual leather vest and pants as he leans his back against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms and facing me with a flirty gaze "I'm all dressed now. You don't have to be embarrassed anymore".

I confidently look back at him with my head tilted "Says the one who threw up right before my feet last night". With that, I leave him startled as he responds "Wow, you didn't have to do me like that. I was only joking, you know." I can't suppress my smile "I know", and hand him over a cup of hot chocolate I had prepared in the meantime. His blue eyes light up as he gives me a surprised look "What's that for?"

"To make it up for you because I didn't help you earlier."

"More important, how do you know I like hot chocolate?". Mello suddenly seems more lively than before as he stares at the cup with big eyes like a kid.

"Well, while I was tailing you yesterday you were holding a chocolate bar in your hand throughout the whole five hours, so I figured you'd like hot chocolate."

"You're right about that. Uh... thank you", he says hesitatingly and holds the cup with both of his hands as if it were a sacred item and asks "By the way, how are your wounds doing?"

"It's just a scratch, nothing to worry about. I should rather ask you, since you got off a lot worse than me."

"My whole body feels sore as hell but guess I'll just have to deal with it. I'd say we pick up my bike and get to the hideout when I'm done so you'll get the information, like I promised".

"Alright."

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We soon make our way to my bike with Mello sitting behind me like before and after we had picked up his bike from the city, I follow him to the mafia hideout which was about 45 minutes away located in a rural area. It was a small cement building which looked abandoned from the outside. I get off my bike, take off my helmet and follow Mello to the entrance.