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What a drag. The perk to today (or the past weeks) was having a full candy stock and maybe a 'warm fuzzy' or two -- from the latest 'love is everywhere' bullshit commercial.

"Right, if you're willing to spend five dollars on a card.." it was another boring day, and the hearts and pink and lace and over-pushed madness was getting old.

"Ask me what love is--" Matt flicked the channel on mute and shook his head as he lit up (another) cigarette.  "Nicotine." he breathed out the words as the smoke moved around him. Slumping, he grabbed his phone and while draining his cigarette of it's remaining life, started to text probably, the only person in his phone. Saved, anyway.

I'm bored, r u close by? There's chocolate n the deal for u - of course. :)
-- Sent.

Mello. Without a doubt, the only person Matt would want to spend Valentine's day with (or... any day, to be fair), and would be more than happy to show it. No shame here, however it was often translated.

Matt pulled his goggles back down, lit up another cigarette and held it between his lips as he settled back into 'gaming mode' as he waited for the buzz from his phone.

Date: 2012-02-17 05:32 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (You're Right)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
"In the deal"? Mello laughed. A genuine response, warmth rising from deep in his chest.
Only Matt could word it so strangely.

"Yeah, right. You're not 'bored'... You planned to ask me from the start." He grinned childishly, still mouthing the words as he typed them. "What's the matter? Minako stand you up?"

He paused for a moment, purposely provoking.
"Well, I don't need any second-hand chocolates."

Date: 2012-02-17 06:50 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (Response)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
"Valentine". Mello swallowed. ...Bastard. He'd probably meant every word. Really, meant it with all his heart, the idiot, and nothing was going to dissuade him. ---Not even the lowest of blows.

It didn't make sense to Mello. Why did Matt have to be so... clear?
He was visibly uncomfortable now, shifting a bit, growing tense as he responded.

"Fine. So I'm your 'date'. Whatever. ...It better be more than lunch with the cat."

Date: 2012-02-17 08:05 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (None Too Happy)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
Mello sneered.

"God! It's like you're homeless! 'No drinks, it hasn't rained! Spare a paper towel, 'bro', I need to dry my hair! Is there anything left in that box? 'Cause I need a place to sleep!"

He was flush with anger now, fingers heavy against the phone's surface.

"I'll get there when I get there, Matt. Faster still, if I'm not bringing sheets for curtains, or whatever it is you think you need."

Date: 2012-02-18 05:07 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (Dressed To Kill)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
"#2"? There it was again. More talk of a "second Mello". "Heh. Was that all he ruined? At least it wasn't your reputation..."
He was bitter, that much was true.

"It's not like..." He muttered to no one, unconsciously fingering smooth strands of hair. "...We're the same, or anything."

Hands weaved through his hair compulsively now. ---Smooth. Not rough, and shorn, and damaged. Unblemished skin, highlighted pink between short bursts of anger. He was real, wasn't he? But, just how sure did Matt feel about this?

However reluctant, he knew he'd have to ask.

Again, Mello opened his phone.

"Whatever. I'll see you in 10."

Date: 2012-02-18 06:25 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (Grit)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
Mello's voice was strained, the harsh tone rising beneath Matt's window. He lay his head against the door, slapping his palm against the chipping paint.

"Weren't you listening before?! I said, I'm--- No, I said it twice. 'Matt, I'm almost there. Just leave it open.' You heard me! You heard me say it! That's all you had to do!"

For certain, Matt was grinning, which was kindling for a fire.

"C'mon!"

Date: 2012-02-18 07:24 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (Wait!)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
Mello practically shoved his way past, surveying the room like a seasoned boy scout.

"Che..." It was worse than he'd suspected. Streaked floor, socks scattered like rose petals... Open cans, and a half-eaten bowl of Lucky Treasures. "Unbelievable", he thought. Was there porn underneath the mattress too?

He turned, mop of hair moving with the usual dramatics.

"Is this where you bring your dates?"

Date: 2012-02-18 08:44 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (Been A Problem)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
Mello breathed a short sigh, producing a bottle of something clear, then setting it hard against Matt's "table". He shifted his weight to one hip, regarding the chocolates with sudden suspicion. "They're... truffles or something?" Crossing his arms, he nodded towards the ornate vial.

"Fair enough. In that case, consider this a trade."

Date: 2012-02-22 11:12 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (You're Right)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
For now, the chocolates could wait.

"...Laced?" He smiled a bit, only partially to himself. "Is it truly necessary?" Again, Mello laughed, throaty and sure, tracing patterns in the table's dust. "Hmph. I wonder." Perhaps he was nervous himself. ---Just why, exactly, had Matt seemed so insistent before?

All at once, the grin dissolved, the playful lilt turning to something more somber. "In that case..." He made his way around the table, smoothly avoiding the splintered edges. "It's pretty obvious why you asked me here." Confident, he flashed his teeth, yet the smile never reached his eyes.

"Still. ...You'd settle for a copy?"

Date: 2012-02-23 11:15 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (Dressed To Kill)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
He gave a hollow laugh. "Idiot... You said it yourself. It's different this time. ...Right? Something like that?" Unsure, he paused, more frustrated than defeated. "In any case, it's not 'your' Mello standing here."

It was true, after all. The "community" recycled souls. Stole them away from different worlds. ---Different times. How could anyone share a memory?

"It's too bad."

He moved as he spoke, pointedly avoidant. "Whatever it is. Whatever it is you say we did. ...I won't remember anymore."

Date: 2012-02-28 02:17 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (Remember)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
"Wrong." he snapped, drawing closer. "That... "virus". That place? ---It's a factory!"

He looked to the side, silently recalling. "Just like she said. 'Forced to witness, ripped apart'."

Mello laughed, dry and mirthless. "There'll be another, you know. ...Once we're gone, we'll be replaced. He snapped his fingers, eyes narrowed. "Like clock-work." He paused, for a moment, lost in thought. Even so, wasn't there something he could do? Only one thing was for certain; people forgot once you allowed them to.

With that, he'd already decided. ---He wouldn't be forgotten.
Not by Matt. Not by anyone.

He shook his head softly. "I won't let it happen. I won't lose to anyone else. ...Not even another 'me'." He lunged forward, quickly but firmly, pressing his mouth against Matt's lips.

"...There." He wiped his lips and smiled, suddenly reassured. "Even if I die, you can't replace something like that."

Date: 2012-02-29 11:20 am (UTC)
blond_with_envy: (Remember)
From: [personal profile] blond_with_envy
Mello tossed his head, defiant. "Yeah? ...Good, then. I'll be the only one to do it." Comparable to his counterpart, he felt an immediate need to move. ---The chocolates were just an out.

He smiled, brief and barely discernible, but genuine all the same.

If anything at all, he was emboldened by Matt's reaction. ---He could practically hear the blood in his ears.

"And these..." he quipped, placing a hand atop the heart-shaped box, "...were mine to begin with.

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