Tear You Apart DONOTFAV
I watched the vapory grey smoke tumble from those wonderfully sinful lips, causing a soft bush to overtake my normally white face. His goggles hung around his neck, and after a momentary pause, dark green eyes slid over to meet my own gaze.
"Yeah, Near?" Matt asked lowly, not acting the least bit surprised at having been caught smoking inside.
I felt my face heat up slightly at the look I had received from the gamer, but I covered my embarrassment by returning his stare. I fiddled with a bit of my curly hair; "Where's Mello? Roger asked me to get him."
Matt shrugged, stubbing out his burning cigarette on the abused window sill. "I dunno; he up and left an hour ago..."
"Did he say where he was going?"
I watched as Matt lazily swung a leg off the messed sheets of the bed where it was met with the other leg. I stayed rooted to my spot, a warm blush becoming even more evident on my face as the gamer walked closer to me.
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Empty Couches, Forgotten Photos, and Evil Broom Closets
The next few weeks were agony for both Mello and Matt. Matt had the worst half of the deal. Every time he turned around, he saw Mellos bed, still partially unmade from the last time he had slept in it. The constant present of chocolate wrappers was gone, along with the smell that followed Mel everywhere he went. The leather couch seemed too big without the energetic blonde taking up more that his fair share of the cushions; and once again Matt was alone. Nobody talked to him at breakfast, people bumped into him in the halls and didnt even realize that they had just pushed a small red-head into the wall, and out of the hundreds of faces he saw everyday none of them was the feisty face and messy blonde hair he had come to love and looked forward to seeing every day.