Mello wanted to go home so I went with him to look after him. Matt drove us there but instead of relaxing, Mello was pacing about asking himself what he could do next. I tried to get him to rest but he just dosed himself up on painkillers instead. He got a phone call and said he had to meet someone. I glared at him.
"It's not anyone to be jealous of, it's just this woman who works for the SPK, she gives me information sometimes. That's all, I promise, you don't need to kill her."
"That's not why I'm mad, you just fucking blew yourself up, you need to recover."
"I don't have time for that. Listen, she's Takada's bodyguard now. I could find out something really helpful."
"So you're basically fraternising with Kira now?"
"Just shut up and stay here, I won't be long. Clean this place or something, make yourself useful." He ordered.
"I'm not your fucking maid!"
He pulled his gun out of his pants and pointed it at me.
"Just do what you're told for once. I'll be back soon." He lowered the gun, kissed me and left.
"Idiot." I said out loud to no one. There was nothing I could do so I decided I may as well clean up a bit rather than just sit there. I threw about 800,000 chocolate bar wrappers in the bin, took the bins out and loaded the dishwasher. I found a hoover but couldn't get the damn thing to work. I was kicking the shit out of it when Mello came back.
"What are you doing?"
"It's broken. Bugger it!"
He walked over, pressed the on switch and it started working. We both laughed and he switched it back off.
"Screw that. I have a plan now. You can help me." He put his arms around my waist and kissed me. "But first I'm gonna screw you." He lifted me up and carried me to his room.
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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.
