Punishment (Matt x Mello)

Chapter 6

"I don't understand why you keep doing this to the poor boy, Miheal. He is a really nice boy, maybe even the best here." said Roger, expecting Mello to listen but instead both guys were thinking about the kiss. They were ashamed, neither of them expected this from theirselves. For Mello, who didn't like showing his emotions, it was even worse and harder. He didn't know how he was going to talk to Matt and see him as a friend anymore.
After a one-hour speech Roger let the boys go. Grabbing his backpack, Mello headed directly to the dining hall, trying not to make eye contact with the redhead. When the blonde left the room, Matt was left alone. He was feeling guilty for doing such a thing and felt like Mello blamed him. He was drowning between these thoughts. Roger pushing him out of the room was what brought him back to reality. He didn't feel like eating and Mello didn't want to see him either, so there was no reason to go to the dining hall. He went to the rooftop, careful not to be seen. He sat there staring at the wide, blue sky. After a while, he felt hungry, but he couldn't go to the dining hall at this time. He searched for his bag, the only food he could found was chocolate... that he brought for Mello. For Mello... He felt tears rolling down his cheeks as he thought of Mello, and their friendship, and his beautiful face. This was the first time he has cried in months. He was so damn angry at himself for doing that stupid thing and ruining their friendship.
In the meanwhile, Mello was sitting alone in the dining hall, playing with his food, and yelling at everyone who came in his way or tried to talk to him. He felt so lonely when Matt wasn't by his side. He felt like crying but he couldn't, if he did so in public, his badass image would be ruined. He left his food on the table, and rushed to their room. When he shut the door he felt so relieved that he could cry his eyes out as much as he liked. He threw himself on Matt's bed, pulling the linens all over him, sobbing into his pillow. The bed smelled of the redhead, it was so nice. He wished Matt was here right now to calm him down, as he always did. He wished he had to courage to go next to Matt and talk to him and forget all this and go back to the old days. But he couldn't. All he could do was lay down and cry... a lot.