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[down_to_nowhere]

Character(s): OU!Mello down_to_nowhere and Disturbed!Matt noracingstripes
Time: Right after this
Where: Starting outside Becker Heights, on into the streets of Disturbia
Rating: As ever, PG-13 for cursing :D
Summary: Mello wants to give Matt a chance to be a speed demon again

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[noracingstripes]

[Matt spots the bike immediately as he comes out of the building. His stomach constricts: he assumes it belongs to Mello, and that he's just tinkering around with it before they do whatever it is they're going to do. He's trying to push away the bitter envy at seeing it, and wishing he could have a drink - but the sheer amount of new meds he's been put on has nixed that idea.]

Hey. [He knows he sounds guarded, and he's trying not to.]

[down_to_nowhere]

Hey. [Mello's especially glad of his sunglasses. He thinks betraying how much he doesn't want to fuck this up would be the quickest path to doing just that. His own helmet's hanging on the handlebar. He picks up the extra one from the seat and walks over to meet Matt.]

What d'you think? It's all mine 'til tomorrow.

[noracingstripes]

[Matt blinks from helmet to helmet before clearing his throat.]

It looks good. Are you going on a date or something?

[down_to_nowhere]

No, you dork. It's for you.

[noracingstripes]

I...

[He trails off, scrutinising Mello's face from behind the goggles.]

Mello. What the - what am I supposed to do with this? [His voice is soft: he's asking, not accusing.]

[down_to_nowhere]

Well, this goes on your head. [He smiles, probably less cockily than he means to.] Can- We'll make it work. If you want to.

[noracingstripes]

I don't know if. [He's looking straight ahead, at Mello's midsection, feeling - he's not sure. Ashamed?] I might not be able to hold on.

[down_to_nowhere]

Worth a try. [It's mostly not a question.]

[noracingstripes]

[A long, long pause.]

Can you... strap me to it? My legs or - my feet, at least?

[down_to_nowhere]

Yeah. I can. [He planned for that, because assuming they wouldn't get that far was out of the question.]

[noracingstripes]

[Matt still doesn't look sure about this, not at all. He comes a little closer.]

[down_to_nowhere]

C'mon, just to the beach.

[noracingstripes]

Mello, I...

[He glances up at him. But he's always gone along with Mello's plans, even the ones he thought were stupid. They usually turned out to not be that stupid after all. And actually having Mello here to persuade him...]

I don't know. [But he knows he probably will.]

[down_to_nowhere]

Just around the block? [He figures they're almost past the hard part and just negotiating terms now.]

[noracingstripes]

I haven't been on a bike since - before Japan.

[down_to_nowhere]

[He nods: he knows that. Trust me at least enough for this, he thinks, and oh, that's what that weird nervousness was about.]

Remember when we convinced Ophie the third floor was haunted? This'll be way better.