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english #1 | Mello x Reader | Fuck the chocolate

It was already pretty late as you heard the door to your apartment open.
So Mello finally came home, you thought.
Your heartbeat fastened even more and you let out a relieved sigh.
As usual he was waking everybody with his loud steps, caused by his leather boots.

You looked over to the door as he entered the living room.
Throwing his keys on the desk he walked straight up to the couch and flopped down beside you, without even noticing that you were there.

"Well hi to you too then, I guess." you said.

He just grunted, his head leaned back against the cushion.

"Nice to know you're still alive. A call would have been nice." you stated angrily as he remained silent, "Do you mind telling me what the fuck happened out there?".

He let out an annoyed groan and answered, "Why can't you just shut up for a few seconds?"

Now you began to become real mad.
"How do you dare to tell me to shut up? I am sitting here since yesterday, watching TV, not sure if you're alive or dying in the hideout. Killed by fucking Kira or god knows whatever happend back there and YOU have the nerve to tell me I need to be quiet?" you hiss.

"Go and fuck yourself you idiot. Why am i even worried about you when all you can do is making me feel bad about it and not caring about my feelings." was all you said as you stood up to leave the flat.

Suddenly he held you back.
"Where do you think you're going?"

"Oh, so we're talking to each other? Guess that's none of your business now. I'm tired of this shit." you replied angrily as you wriggle your wrist out of his grasp and leave.

Usually you would stay with him, you lived with his attitude for years.
You knew how he acted. He wasn't a man of big words. He always showed you and Matt how much you meant to him, but in different ways.
And it was okay with you.

But you were never that scared for his life like this time.
All night watching TV, listening to the reporters, counting how many people died that day and he just sat there not talking to you.

It hurt that he didn't tried to call you or type a short message that he was alright.
Or at least that he came home, apologizing for scaring you.
Or just sitting beside you and taking your hand.
You could have used one of those rare hugs by him.

But nothing.
Not even a "Hey, I am back." and alive and healthy.

You always put up with his bad mood, stayed with him because you and Matt were the only people in his life he truely cared for. Maybe it was mean and unfair to leave him after he had a rough night like this.
But you were just tired of him being the dickhead he was especially to you.
You loved him, but right now you needed time and privacy.

As you left the flat and entered the staircase you let out a sigh.
The moon shine clear through the windows as you noticed it was full.

Just as you turned around to walk down the stairs you sensed the presence of a person beside you.

Suddenly you were spun around as your head met the cold wall as you were pushed against it.
You let out a pained hiss as you looked into the eyes of the person in front of you.

Of course it was Mello.
Who else would be so rude and careless?
Staring down at your smaller figure he looked deep into your (e/c) orbs with his blue ones.

"What the fuck Mells?" was all you could say. The back of your head hurted a little at this harsh treatment.

Standing there and watching you it felt like he scanned you and looked deep into your soul.
A shiver ran down your spine.