Our Chocolate Romance - Mello x Reader (Death Note Fanfiction)

If It's Not One Thing, It's Another

~{Y/N}'s POV~

"What?" L exclaimed, "You're going with him?? {Y/N}, that's insane."

"What am I supposed to do, Lawliet?? He wasn't really being cooperative... Was I supposed to just be a bitch and say no?"

"YES!!" He yelled, sighing and running a hand through his hair. "You're unbelievable... how could you say yes?"

"L. Calm yo' shit. It'll be fine. I'll text or call you if it's anything."

"{Y/N}!!" Near yelled from downstairs, "A RED CAR JUST PULLED UP IN THE DRIVEWAY."

"That's Matt..." I sighed, grabbing my purse.

"You mean Mail. His personality isn't like Matt at all."

"You're wrong. He's just... Not able to hold himself back as well. He's still the same Matty we knew."

L sighed and smiled at the floor. "If that's the Matty we knew, then I have really no clue what he was like."

"L..." I mumbled before turning back towards him. "I'll be back soon."

I walked out of the room and down the stairs to the living room, pecking Near on the cheek before grabbing my keys and I walking out the front door, closing and locking it behind me.

I walked to the red car and opened the front passenger door. "Hi, Mail," I said, buckling my seatbelt and closing the door.

"Hi, sweetheart," Mail responded, winking at me. It took everything in my power not to roll my eyes at him. Somehow, being with Matt's reincarnation like that felt... wrong.

"Please don't call me that..." I mumbled under my breath, and he sighed.

"Well, what would you like me to call you, then?"

"How about my actual name? Yeah?"

"Whatever you say, Princess," he said sarcastically before pulling out of the driveway.

~TIME SKIP~

When we got to the mall, we walked in silence to the entrance before Mail finally started talking again. "You know," he said, "I don't know if it's just me, but as soon as I met you, no... As soon as I saw you, I've felt as if you and I are perfect for one another. Like, I know you."

I sighed and looked at Mail with helplessness. "I'm sorry, Mail, but I love Mello."

Mail cocked an eyebrow and placed his hands on his hips. "Who's Mello??"

Shit.

"T-that's what I call Mihael. Mello." I managed, and he squinted his eyes.

"Mihael. Psh. Don't even mention him, okay? He's an ass. He keeps trying to keep us apart."

"Well, I mean, he is my boyfriend."

When Mail didn't respond, I silently swore at myself for calling Mihael by his past name.

"You know, {Y/N}," Mail began, "I know you probably won't even agree to this, but can we at least be friends? For now?"

I sighed and placed my hands into my pockets. I didn't want to respond, but my inner good wouldn't allow me to just remain silent. "Y'know, Mail... I don't mind being friends at all. But... I love Mihael."

"But why? He doesn't even compare to me! Trust me, {Y/N}, you're better off without him. I'm a way better match for you."

"How are you so sure, Jeevas??" I challenged, "I mean, you think you're my match, but I'm in love with Mihael. You're only causing yourself more heartbreak."