marlboro nights.
Author: @fruitynear
For: @karl-the-stingray
Pairings/Characters: Matt/Mello
Rating/Warnings: T. Warnings: Minors smoking?
Prompt: Mello, who has been in Wammy’s house for like 6 months, gets a roommate named Matt
Author’s notes: I took the prompt very liberally but I do hope you like it <3
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Six months after moving into Wammy’s House, Mello gets his first (and last) roommate; Matt. At first, it’s awkward. It’s a known fact of life that the adjustment time for a new roommate is always a bit awkward, and that is no less true for Mello and Matt. At first, they get into fights on a near-daily basis. Usually over dumb things like the volume of whatever game Matt is playing at the moment. These fights would very rarely escalating past a bit of wrestling, and even when itheyt did end with worse things like bloody noses, Matt and Mello never stayed mad at each other too long.
In fact, Mello found it very hard to stay mad at Matt for any serious amount of time. Sure, he was annoying as hell, but he was also nearly as smart as Mello himself. Despite being deeply uninterested in the student ranking system, Matt was still only barely below him. Thankfully, Matt wasn’t fond of applying himself. Along with being smart as hell, Matt had a confidence about him that Mello could appreciate. On the other hand, that meant he took none of Mello’s shit.
Naturally, they’d fallen into a friendship. After all, they did everything together, whether it be class, studying, eating, or staying up far past their designated bedtime to keep playing whatever game Matt had talked Mello into playing. Sometimes, if Matt were feeling especially kind towards Mello, he’d let the other boy win the game, just because he knew how much Mello enjoyed the simple act of winning. He’d considered the fact that perhaps he shouldn’t encourage these habits, but what Mello didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.
One night, about two years after they’d been assigned roommates, Matt waltzes back into their room with a pack of cigarettes.
“Look at what I got, Mels.” Matt grins, tossing the pack towards Mello after firmly shutting and locking their room.
“How the hell did you even get these?” Mello asks as he stares at the pack for a moment. They were barely teenagers at thirteen years old, so it didn’t make sense that Matt had a pack of cigarettes. Plus, those things were gonna kill him if he started them up, and their life expectancies already weren’t great.
“I’ll never reveal my secrets.”
Mello shurgs, figuring Matt will end up telling him later on. Matt wasn’t very good at keeping secrets, not from Mello anyways, “Where are you even going to smoke these? Wammy has cameras everywhere.”
Matt smirks, “I hacked the cameras.”
Mello’s almost drops. Matt knew what kind of trouble he would get in if Wammy or Roger found out what he’d done, “You did what?”
“I figured out how to hack the cameras last night,” Matt explains, puzzling Mello as to how he can so casually talk about this like he’s talking about the weather knowing the consequences, “But don’t worry, I’ve left them alone for the most part. I just adjusted the angle of the one that overlooks that ledge on the roof.”
“You’re so dead when they find out.”
“I’m only dead if they find out. They’re not gonna find out, Mels.” Matt says, opening the window “Wanna come?”
“Of course I’m coming,” Mello grumbles, walking towards the window, “Someone’s gotta keep you out of trouble.”
“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” Matt grins, “Grab your coat, it’s a bit cold.”
Mello rolls his eyes but grabs his coat anyways. It was sweet how Matt, a guy who could barely take care of himself, was always so concerned about Mello’s wellbeing. Someone hadn’t cared about him this much in a very long time. Not since his parents, anyways. It was nice. Really nice, actually.
The aforementioned ledge is conveniently located outside their window and it only takes them a few moments to climb out of it, Mello first and then Matt. They sit beside the chimney, shoulders touching as Matt reaches into his pack and pulls out a cigarette at random. He places it between his lips, using a little green lighter he also definitely didn’t buy to light it.
A silence falls between them and Matt leans back, laying flat on the roof as he casually smoked his cigarette. Mello was amazed he wasn’t coughing, but perhaps this wasn’t his first cigarette after all. He’d have to ask about that later. That thought bothers Mello for reasons he can’t quite explain, but when would Matt have even found the time to go smoke when he and Mello spend almost all their free time together?
“Do you you think we still would’ve been friends?” Matt asks after a few moments, tearing Mello away from his thoughts, “Ya know, if we hadn’t ended up here.”
“I don’t know,” Mello answers honestly because at this point he can’t imagine a life that isn’t like theirs. A normal life is a privilege they weren’t afforded, “Do you think we would?”
“I like to think so.” Matt muttered before taking another long drag, “You’re a really good person, Mels.”
Mello feels his chest warm and he looks at Matt, and he can’t help but smile. Matt is laying in his back, face towards the sky but eyes closed as he takes the cigarette from his mouth, holding it out as an offering it to Mello.
“Want some?” Matt asks, opening his eyes as his lips curl into a soft smile.
“That shit’s gonna kill you, Matty.”
He takes the cigarettes anyways and Matt grins, “Guess we’ll die together then, huh?”
“Wouldn’t be so bad,” Mello says, taking a short drag of the cigarette and only managing to cough a little, “Not if it’s with you.”
Thankfully, Matt doesn’t say anything about Mello’s smoking. He does, however, absolutely light up at the admission from Mello, “You really think so?”
“Yeah, I do.”
Mello offers him a soft smile, fingers brushing against Matt’s as he hands back the cigarette. Matt pauses, looking at Mello for a moment with an unreadable expression before seemingly coming to a conclusion and grabbing the cigarette with his other hand, intertwining his fingers with Mello’s.
“This alright?” Matt asks, voice barely above a whisper as he gives Mello’s hand a squeeze
Mello stares at their intertwined fingers for a moment. Back when his parents were alive, he’s always been taught that this kind of thing was wrong. Boys can’t love other boys, that’s the rule. But as he watches Matt smoke his nasty ass cigarette he realizes that maybe he does love him. He’s not sure, mostly because he’s not sure what love is supposed to feel like, but this? Holding hands with Matt on the rooftop.
It feels right if nothing else, so he reaches out with his other hand, tracing some of the constellations the freckles on Matt’s face form until he’s cupping the other boy’s cheek. Matt smiles, closing his eyes again as Mello rubs his thumb over the smooth skin of his face.
I want to kiss him.
The realization hits him like a fright train and Mello moves his hand up, running his hand through Matt’s slightly greasy hair. Still, it’s lovely in its own way because it’s Matt, and Mello loves Matt.
“Hey, Matty?” Mello asks.
Matt hums, not bothering to open his eyes, “Yeah, Mels?”
Mello takes a deep breath. It’s now or never, “Can I kiss you?”
Matt’s eyes shoot open, seemingly searching Mello’s for any sign that he’s not being completely serious for ages. Though it is only seconds before Matt nods, offering Mello a smile and another squeeze to the hand he’s holding.
Mello leans in, both boys’ eyes closing as Mello inches closer to Matt. The fact that Matt’s lips are soft is the first thing he notices. Surprisingly soft, in fact, as Mello expected them to be at least partially chapped. But no, they’re lovely, and Mello finds it hard to pull away after a moment, even if his lips do taste entirely like cigarette.
“Wow,” Matt mutters when Mello pulls away, eyes fluttering open once more, “I’ve been waning to do that for ages you know.”
Matt nods and Mello laughs, “Why didn’t you?”
“I didn’t think you liked me! Plus, you’ve got the whole catholic thing going on and I didn’t know how you’d react to finding out I’m gay.”
“For what it’s worth, I really like you.” Mello says, not quite ready to say the big three words and for now that’s okay.
Matt smiles, leaning up and giving Mello a quick kiss, barely even a peck, “I really like you too.”
“Does this make us boyfriends?”
“I think so,“ Matt grins, before hesitantly adding, "Only if you want to be, though.”
“I do.” Mello says quickly, "I really do.”
“Good, then it’s settled,” Matt grins with a wide smile, eyes shining as bright as the sun as he looks at Mello, “Then does my boyfriend wanna go in and play Mario Kart?”
Mello smirks, “Only if you’re prepared to get your ass kicked.”
“Anything for you, Mels.”
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i was tagged by @sewerkingcharlie thank you sm mason !!
three ships: blight, lawlight, kawoshin
first ship: ten/rose because doctor who did an absolute number on me as a 13 year old
last song: our apartment by aaron west and the roaring twenties. preparations for seeing him live with @trans-l-lawliet and @mihaelkeehl in a few days!!
last movie: i haven’t gotten through a whole film in a while but it was probably either american psycho or one of the evangelion rebuilds because i watch them A Lot
currently reading: goodnight punpun, american psycho, death note again. fanfic wise i’m rereading those who stand for nothing fall for anything
currently watching: death note (again), wonder egg priority (again), another (again), adventure time (again), tokyo revengers, tomodachi game, yugioh, derry girls, hannibal (again)
currently consuming: now?? vodka on the train. food wise i’ve recently rediscovered those tiny jars of chicken paste to have on crackers
currently craving: absolutely anything that’s tough to chew
i’m going to tag @fruitynear @mihaelkeehl @trans-l-lawliet @mellonearyou @puropoly if you fancy doing this 💕!!
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