the moment you step foot into your shared apartment with Matt and Mello, you were greeted by the familiar smell of cigarettes and day old fast food. At this point, you were desensitised to it all, having been living with the duo for a few months now.

Mello was sitting slouched on the couch, munching on his chocolate as he stared idly at the death note infront of him, holding it by his pointer finger and thumb. He was used to holding things this way to keep the least amount of fingerprints on anything he touched, even though he wore gloves. His sharp gaze immediately snapped to you the moment he heard the door creek open, pausing in his movements for a second before resuming whatever he was doing.

Mello: "what took you so long?"

he grumbled before setting the notebook aside and standing up from his seat, tapping his foot against the floor. However, the two of you's attention was shifted as a strong smell of something burning seeped into the room.

Mello: "what the f-ck is going on?!"

he would growl as he made his way to the kitchen, only to be met by a nervous Matt fumbling in there.

Mello: "is something burning??"

he raised an eyebrow, staring bullets at Matt, who leaned smugly against the counter.

Matt: "just my desire for you."

he would speak MellodraMatticly, biting his lower lip in mock desire. In response, Mello crossed his arms and stared down at Matt harder, narrowing his eyes.

Mello: "... Matt, the toaster is on fire.

Matt: "woaahhoh... didn't notice..."

he'd chuckle nervously, trying to hide the fire from veiw.