"Are you sick or something?" Mello asked Matt, crossing his arms and lifting his brow. "I'm fine" Matt answered shooting at the cardboard target and once again missing it. "C'mon man, that wasn't even close!" Mello said losing his patience with him. "That's because i'm not trying" Matt said putting the gun down and walking towards the door. "That's it" Mello said picking up the gun and shooting at the ground a few inches away from Matt's feet. Matt jumped and took out his gun pointing it at Mello. "Bro wtf?!"
"Put the gun down, Matt!" Mello yelled pointing his gun at Matt. "You first!" Matt yelled back.
"Ok, let's both put our guns down and talk like grown men!" Mello said sternly but soothingly. Matt breathed heavily and looked beyond pissed but slowly started to calm down and slowly put his gun down and back into his holster. Mello did the same at the same time as him. Mello let out the air he didn't realise he was holding through his mouth "Wooh! Let's not do that again please! thank you!" He said. Matt kept quiet and just stared at him.
"Ok I already know what you're gonna say but...How are you Matt?"
"I'm fine" Matt said lighting a cigarette. Mello facepalmed and sighed "Yea-no you're not gonna get away with that. You're clearly NOT fine!" Matt didn't answer him, just glanced at him and plopped down on the nearest chair. "How cute, you're giving me the silent treatment WHEN I'M TRYING TO FUCKING HELP YOU!" Mello shouted at the last part. Matt looked up at his pissed of best friend and let out a tiny laugh. Mello furrowed his eyebrows and glared at him "What's so funny??"
"You" Matt said and threw the cigarette on the floor, putting it out with his boot. "You're seriously losing your mind right now..." Mello sighed. "Are we done here? I have shit to do" Matt said standing up and walking towards the door. "Wait" Mello said. "What is it?" Matt answered while not looking at Mello.
"All of this...it's about Y/N isn't it?" Matt didn't answer, or look back at him. Silence was floating in the room after that, 'til Matt decided to finally break it. "We have work to do" he said in a monotone voice and left the room. "Fucking love..." Mello mumbled to himself and went after Matt.
*****
You weren't holding up that great either. You wandered aimlessly for days. Your mind was God knows where the first few days after the incident between you and Matt. You really wanted to go back to him. The constant need to be beside him bugging you every single second of the day. 'I really need to find a solution to this. If I can't go back...I need to find another way...I'd do anything to just see him once again' you kept thinking to yourself. But those weren't just thoughts. You were determined to find a way to at least see him and make sure he was okay.
***Time skip to night***
(In human form)
'I could really use an mp3 player right now...' you thought to yourself as you walked along the streets, humming quietly. The combat boots you got from Matt, clicking just slightly as you walked on the hard pavement. You actually felt a little better that night. It was like you were waiting for something to happen even though you weren't waiting at all. It just felt like you were. Long story short, you had a good feeling about that night for some unknown reason.
Walking alongside a flock of strangers you kept daydreaming, when suddenly a familiar face in the crowds snapped you out of it. "Bingo!" you whispered to yourself, and in the blink of an eye the faint clicking of your shoes turned into the tapping of one's paws.
A/N: Yeahhhh.. I'm too lazy to check my grammar because it's 3 am at night, but I'll make sure it's better next time lol :P so ye thanks for reading!
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