NSFW
*Halle Lidner pov*
Near had figured out that someone was giving information to Mello, and that it was probably me. Well, he was correct. It wasn't something I had planned, but the first time I spotted the blonde spying outside the SPK building, I decided to confront him. I actually had the idea of trying to get information from him. I'd walked right up to him and he stared at me with those blue eyes that could have been a piece of heaven. I stumbled over my words, and his gaze never wavered from my face, though he stayed silent at first. I think that's what happened anyway, it all went slightly fuzzy as I fell, metaphorically speaking.
We stayed in touch to share information on the Kira case. I'd never snuck around like that before, it was risky but it was worth it to receive his praise. I'd done a lot of things in my life, but I'd never fallen in love. I can't say that what I felt for Mello was love, but he excited me in so many ways. I lived from contact to contact with him. This was the extent of our 'relationship' until he blew his mafia hideout up. With nowhere else to go, he turned up at my house. He appeared to be badly wounded, his face and side were completely covered in blood. On cleaning him up, I found it looked worse than it was, but he still needed some looking after so I put myself in charge of that.
That same night as I tended to his wounds, he stared up at me from where he lay on my sofa. His hand reached up to touch my face. I paused as my heart fluttered.
"Am I ugly now?" He asked.
"What? No, you could never be ugly, Mello."
"Why are you helping me, Halle?"
"Because you're hurt."
"Not just that, why have you been helping me with everything?"
I paused again and looked into his eyes. He'd never asked me this question before and I'd been dreading the moment he would, unsure of how to answer.
"I - I just want the case to be solved," I stuttered.
"Halle, I'm not stupid. Do you like me?"
"Well, I don't hate you."
He rolled his eyes, then put both arms around me and pulled me down towards him and kissed me.
"I owe you," He explained when I looked at him questioning.
"You don't have to do anything."
"I want to. Can we go to your bedroom?"
I nodded and led the way.
"Are you sure you're ok to do this? I don't want you hurting yourself more," I checked with him.
"It's fine, I'm fine."
Despite his injuries, he was quite rough with me. Not that I minded, I was tough, I could handle it.
We lived like this for a week, I went to work during the day while he went out and about to do his own work, then came back to stay with me and have sex. Then I found out that Near had wired my house. I gave Mello the signal by placing a finger over my lips when I got home that evening. He followed me to the bathroom where I told Near I was taking the wire off to shower, alerting Mello to the situation. We spoke as and after I showered, he leaned against the wall eating chocolate calmly. He was already used to my body so seeing me naked right in front of his eyes didn't phase him. And yet it still phased me just to have him so close. This little shit, he'd gotten under my skin and I was willing to burn for him.
"So what are you gonna do, live in the bathroom?" I asked. I told him I didn't mind having him around. That was an understatement.
He responded by pointing his gun at me, still eating his chocolate. He made me go back to the SPK office, where he got his photo back from Near, then disappeared. He didn't come back to my house or answer his phone after that.
I ached for him but I carried on as usual. I was hired as a bodyguard for Kira's spokesperson, Kiyomo Takada, so I was mostly too busy to think of Mello much anyway. Near had asked me to take on the job as a source of information.
There was a safety incident concerning Miss Takadaone day, and someone arrived on a motorbike to help. I recognised him through his helmet, it was Mello. I sent Takada with him, feeling it would be safest, or at least get me back in touch with him. It was a split second decision I made and of course I had no way of knowing how it would affect everything, the whole Kira case, Mello's life and my own.
A blur of panicked actions happened after, again it's still mostly a blur, except for the moment I remember clearer than my own name.
"Mello..."
I stood in front of the church he'd brought his hostage to, as it burned to the ground, knowing he was still inside. My heart burned to death along with him. Mello had been my heart these past few weeks and now he was gone. I felt the guilt of knowing I'd helped send him here, but mostly I felt the hurt of losing him and the empty future I faced without him. Not that I thought I meant anything to him, but there was always that hope for something maybe. Now there was no hope.
I had to go with Near while he confronted Light Yagami and thanked the absent Mello for his help in proving that Light was Kira. Although I was involved, I felt like an audience member watching a pantomime. I should have felt victory but my heart was no longer in any of this, I just wanted to leave so I could cry myself to death.
What was this all for? In the end, it was for nothing. I didn't care about any of it anymore, I just wanted Mello back. Although I couldn't have that, I'd always have the memories of our short affair. The good memories were good, but the nightmares were bad. I dreamt of that church burning so often, it slowly drove me insane.
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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.