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Stockholm Syndrome - Ch15

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“We can’t stay here anymore.”

“Whuh? Why?” Matt looked up from his Gameboy, nonplussed. “I like it here.”

“Do you realize,” Mello sat down on the couch beside him, folding his arms behind his head and gazing straight ahead of him. "That if we stay here, we'll be hunted down by the guys and never allowed to, y'know, leave the house?"

Matt blinked. "Oh. No, I didn't realize. I thought just kicking the crap out of you once was enough."

"Hell no," Mello shook his head and glanced at Matt with a sidelong look. "HELL no. Far from it. They'll keep coming back, I know these guys."

"Wul damn," Matt saved his game and flipped it off, slipping his gameboy into his pocket and twisting his mouth into a grimace. "Well... what are our other options?"

"We'll have to get out of the town, start staying in hotels."

"...you're kidding!"

"Nope."

"Mel, how are we going to get that kind of money?"

"I dunno, I'll find some way to get funds. We'll have to get more money SOMEHOW..."

Matt snorted. "Yeah. Phone Near and see if the SPK can't give us a loan."

Mello's eye twitched, and he tensed. "Fuck that," He curled his lip. "There's no way in hell I'm getting back in touch with THAT big-headed ass."

"Mmm... ah well, I'm sure we'll think of something. Maybe the Kira force back in Japan could give us a bit of funding."

"We'd have to move to Japan for that." Mello sighed, running a hand through his hair. "We'd have to work directly for the Japanese police. I dunno if I like the sound of that."

Matt frowned and gazed up at the ceiling. "Huh. Ah well. Like I said, we'll think of something. How much money do we have at the moment?"

"Er..." Mello frowned. "I don't know. I'll go to the bank eventually."

"Goddammit," Matt clicked his tongue. "Might as well get crackin', then." He stood up, cracked his back, and pulled Mello to his feet. "C'mon, I'll help you pack first." Mello smirked and kissed Matt's neck briefly before leading him to his bedroom, chuckling.

"I appreciate it."

"I know you do." Matt teased, ruffling the blonde's hair from behind.

Mello opened the door to his bedroom and gave the room a once-over, curling his lip. "Ugh. We're gonna have to get rid of most of our stu... oh, my god, there's an idea!"

It clicked in Matt's brain, and he nodded, understanding. "Yeaahhh! We'll sell half our shit, right?"

"Uh-huh," Mello nodded eagerly. "C'mon, we're gonna need to make piles."


And so they set to work. Matt disappeared under Mello's bed and began to kick things from underneath it, coughing at the amount of dust bunnies. "Lord, Mello," He called from underneath, "Where did you get THESE from?" He pulled out the elastic on a pair of silky black and green boxers and slingshotted them from under the bed.

He heard the bed creak from above him and watched Mello's feet appear, cross the room, and the blonde stooped to pick up the boxers. "Oh, wow. I've been looking for these."

"I like 'em."

"Yeah, me too." Mello still remained in a crouch, gazing under the bed to look at Matt. "How's it smell under there?"

"Great." Matt rolled his eyes. "What are you doing up there?"

"Sorting through a bundle of cords I found. Not sure what they're all for, but whatever." As Mello began to crawl back onto the bed, Matt swiped at Mello's foot with a hand and managed to pull his sock off.

"Ewwww," Matt flung the sock out from under the bed.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mello's hand reached from atop the bed to grab the sock. The blonde's head suddenly appeared, upsidedown, with one eyebrow raised. "Oh, god, Matt. Your hair is coated in dust."

"Why'm I not surprised?" Matt sighed and blew a dust bunny at the blonde. Mello wrinkled his nose and disappeared back above the bed. "God, it's so cramped under here."

"Ah well."

A few minutes later, Matt emerged, having crawled army-style through the piles with his bitten wrist smarting. Panting, he lay on the floor, gazing up at the ceiling light through his goggles. "Oh, my god, Mel." He wriggled the rest of the way out. "THAT was ridiculous."

"Er, sorry?" Mello smirked, raised an eyebrow, and began to wind a cord up in his hands. "We're doing YOUR room next, y'know."

"Lovely," Matt sighed. "I can imagine how bad THAT'LL get."

"Oh, yes, sounds like fun." Mello chirped, adjusting his hair over one ear. "I've started a pile over there," He nodded at a small pile of random items. "Keep,” He pointed to another pile. “Sell stuff, and trash." He pointed to a third, much larger pile. "Is it empty under there?"

Matt raised an eyebrow. The area around Mello's bed had disappeared under a ring of junk that Matt had pushed out from all sides. "Er, yeah, Mel, it's empty."

"Great. Start on something."

Matt nodded and began to sort through a pile. After a few moments quiet digging, he chuckled and pulled off his goggles to replace them with a pair of star-shaped glasses with purple lenses. "Hey, Elton John," He tugged on Mello's pant leg. "Where'd you get these from?"

Mello glanced up with a frown, blushed, and threw a cord into the main pile. "Can't remember," He said. "I've never worn them, though."

"Good."

Mello stiffened, and gave Matt a look. "You're terrible," He said, reaching down to pull the glasses from Matt's face and throwing them into the trash pile. "You look quite gay in those, y'know."

"It's fitting. Just like Sir Elton himself."

"Bugger off," Mello chuckled, reaching down again and giving Matt a fond stroke under the chin. He straightened up and began to pull his shirt off, the black wifebeater he was wearing underneath riding up slightly on his flat stomach. He reached over onto his nightstand and pulled a hairtie from a pile on the stand, and began to do up his hair.

Matt watched him, a small smile on his face. “I love that look on you.” He remarked, tossing a pair of boxers onto the bed, where Mello had started the ‘keep’ pile.

“What d’you mean?”

“Your hair up like that. I like it.” Matt shrugged. “Makes you look cute.”

“Erm… thanks?” Mello raised an eyebrow, grinning nervously. “You should see me wear barrettes and tell me if I’m not goddamned adorable.”

Matt leaned against the bed, folding his arms on the bedspread and gazing up at Mello with a grin hidden behind his arms. “Mel… you’re adorable already.”

Mello bent down to Matt’s level, the neck of his shirt hanging down slightly so Matt could catch glimpses of the blonde’s toned body underneath. “I’m sure I am, with my black eye and scratches,” He grinned, running a hand through Matt’s hair. “And my missing tooth and greasy hair. Mhm. I’m simply stunning.”

Matt scrambled atop the bed, knocking a wrapped cord onto the floor as he did. Ignoring it, he sat on his knees and kissed Mello soundly on the lips. After pulling away, he brushed Mello’s bangs away from his face so he could get a good look at the purple eye. “Mm… swelling’s gone down,” He said, clicking his tongue. “It’s just colored, now… lovely hue, though.”

Mello grinned to show his missing tooth. “Mhm… I bet.” Thankfully, his speech hadn’t been deterred by the new gap, although he’d lost his ability to whistle, as he’d discovered the day prior, which Matt found very funny. “…How’s your wrist?”

Matt pulled back his sleeve to show an indigo bite-mark bruise on his wrist. “Not bad. Hurts.”

“Sorry.” Mello said nervously, reaching up to touch his eye a bit and wincing. “Pfft. With this color, I might as well start wearing eyeshadow.”

“Hey,” Matt kissed the blonde’s forehead. “You’re gay, not a drag-queen. Right?”

“You got it,” Mello chuckled, looping his arms around Matt’s neck and pulling him in for another kiss. “Mh… love you, Matt.”

“I love you too,” Matt grinned, feeling gentle, happy euphoria touch him for just a second. “C’mon, we have more work to do.”
Chapter 15: Rescue Me
OST: Addicted – P.O.D.



Mindless, pointless fluffy chapter.
This all leads up to something, I promise. xD
Also.

More mini-smut next chapter.
>3
Heavier then the last, too.

So sue me. x3


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Onceuponanemo's avatar
Tis cute, Me wurvs it like da others ^^