I managed to calm down and settle in ok at the mafia. It was mostly routine computer work I was doing so far. I'd normally find that boring after a while but I was researching some interesting illegal shit (to use technical terms) and I'm goddamn nosey so it was interesting.
Everyone was polite enough but Mello really fucking irritated me. He just sat on the couch in his leather, eating chocolate and ordering everyone around. Who the fuck did he think he was? Like yeah I know, he was the leader of the pack (vroom vroom) but did he have to be such a complete tosser? Rod had given me all my instructions so far, which he did in a polite manner so that's fine, but I swear to Jeevas if that yoke starts at me I'll kick him where the sun don't shine. If he wants to shoot me, he can go ahead. When he wasn't issuing orders, he was screaming his head off at people for no reason.
Anyway, besides his Lordship, everything was fine. Especially when he actually moved his lazy ass off the couch and I could steal his chocolate. He had so much of it he didn't notice anyway. At least he never said anything, though he kept giving me these creepy looks, like ugh.
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Hot Mello (Book 1)
FanfictionI don't know, just hot and/or weird Mello (Death Note) stories/imagines/whatever. Mello x reader, unless otherwise stated. (By reader I mean me, because I love Mello) Ps. They're probably all ooc and most of them aren't meant to be taken seriously.
