naked lunch

[infiammabile]

Day: 7
Characters: Matt (jeevasday) and Mello (infiammabile)
Summary: Despite lacking clothes, perspective, and a plan, Mello and Matt decide to hold a conspirative meeting in Matt´s cell.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: Night; during the ball.
Status: Closed (unless someone else wants in!), ongoing

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[jeevasday]

Matt kept tapping his fingers on the wall, like Mello had told him so. It was boring and weird and it made him feel like an idiot.

Naked in a cell, almost freezing and still keep on tapping his fingers.
The redhead hoped that Mello would come quickly at least. Not that this would make things any better but, oh well.

Soon his name was being called by a very familiar voice.
He was here already then?

Oh yes.

Matt slowly turned to look at the other.

[infiammabile]

"Damn," Mello took a moment to lean against the doorway, briefly looking Matt up and down, "You´re more skinny than I thought. Told you, there is no proteine whatsoever in cup noodles."

But somewhere inside his restless mind, he knew he was ridiculously happy to see him. Not that he´d let it on. But a faint twitchy smirk in the corner of his mouth probably gave it away.

Mello walked towards him. Moving around naked through was weird, but moving around naked with Matt present was probably less weird than it would have been with anyone else.

"Care if I sit?" He gestured towards the single bed. "I´m clean. No herpes, no STDs." He bared his teeth in a grin. "In case you wondered."

[jeevasday]

"You better be." Matt yawned "I don't wanna be infected or anything."
The redhead moved as well to the bed, sitting carefully on it. He was afraid in case the bed somehow ate him.

Silly but.
The situation wasn't what you call normal.

Matt shot his friend a quick glance, long enough to confirm that Mello was the same as he remembered him.
Only bigger and with more scars.

He smirked a bit.

"You got all pretty just for me?"

((ooc: uhhhh, so they haven't seen each other since..?))

[infiammabile]

Matt´s expression as he examined his scars was neither pitiful nor disgusted. It meant something. Enough that Mello didn´t take that little quip too personally. "I take it you like my new look," he replied, even though making fun of his current state still stung.

He got down on the bed, too - and immediately clicked his tongue as he realized he didn´t know how to sit. Mello usually spread himself out on anything, but naked as he was it didn´t seem right. He was even tempted to cover his dick with his hands, but that would have been even more ridiculous. So he decided to leave it hanging. There wasn´t much he could do about it.

The absence of chocolate started to drive him insane. But Matt probably felt the same way about the absence of his PSP. Mello knew how easily he got bored.

He raised an eyebrow. "You look exactly like you did when you were fifteen," He remarked. "Little taller, maybe." He tilted his head. "You also look as if you spent your whole life inside."

ooc: I thought that maybe they had already met because of the