After a while I heard my name being called outside the room. The door opened and Mello came in.
"Y/N, are you in here?"
I couldn't stay under the sink forever and I felt cramped, so I crawled out.
"What do you want, Mello?"
"I want you."
He sat on the floor beside me and wrapped his arms around me. I leaned into him, though I was still mad at him.
"You're right, I should have told you. I just talked to Rod about how you can help. I'll stay as safe as possible, I promise."
I knew it was as close to an apology as I'd get from him so I nodded as he kissed my tears away.
"I don't know if I'm worth your care," He said sadly. "You don't know all the bad things I've done."
"I don't care, I still love you."
"I threatened the president with starting world war three, literally," He confessed.
"So you're the next Hitler?"
"No, and why are you laughing?"
"Nothing, it's a private joke."
"You have a private joke about Hitler?"
"That sounds wrong, never mind. So how can I help you?"
"Come home with me tonight and I'll explain everything."
*Timeskip brought to you by le bomb*
I didn't go into the building the next day but hid outside behind a small wall. I had a transmitter to keep in touch with Mello [I almost wrote walkie talkie lol] He was expecting the police raid that day, I would warn him and keep in touch with what happened inside. I was ready to look after him in the event of an explosion. He'd warned me not to go in looking for him but wait until he found his way out. I didn't particularly want to look around a burning building but I knew if he didn't appear, I might do it.
The police came early, I contacted him right away and he got himself ready but left his transmitter on so I could hear everything. I didn't hear much, just the police shouting and then it got muffled (I found out later he was running for his life at that point)
The next thing I heard was Mello being confronted and laughing as he threatened to press the button that would cause the explosion. Why the hell was he laughing, the crazy fuck? I stood tensed and then it happened, the building went up in flames.
I moved as close as I safely could, praying he'd survived. It wasn't long before he crawled out from the wreckage. He wore a gas mask, but I knew him instantly. I grabbed a hold of him and pulled his body back to my hidey hole. He was light because he was thin so I had no problem.
I cleaned him up as best I could, then I felt useless because I couldn't get him out of there. I knew where his motorbike was but I didn't know how to drive or anything. I considered trying but I'd probably just get us both killed. I felt total despair but tried to reassure him as he drifted in and out of consciousness, laughing like a madman when he awoke. I wanted to hold him but I couldn't with his injuries. All I could do was wait. I curled up beside him and cried myself to sleep.
*Timeskip brought to you by Matt's cool car*
I woke up in Mello's apartment. I was glad to see his sleeping form beside me. A redhead sat across from us playing a game.
"You're awake. Y/N, right? I'm Matt. He told me to tell you his name, Mihael Keehl."
"That's right, thanks for coming," I croaked, as my throat hurt.
Mello had contacted his friend for help. He'd come from England, which is why I'd had to wait for him to arrive. Mello had told me his real name so I could confirm it was really Matt, since one else knew. He trusted Matt but I was wary of imposters, anything could happen in this mafia world. I hadn't expected to meet someone like Mello and fall in love, I'd do anything for him now. Except write a decent fan fic.
Mello: Stop breaking the fourth wall, you suck.
Me: Stop blowing yourself up.
Mello: I'm a badass! You wish you were as badass as me.
Me: No, I'll leave that to you, sweetheart.
Mello: *beams*
Nikki mutters: Fecking ejjit.
Mello: What was that?
Me: I love you. Over! 🥀
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Hot Mello (Book 1)
FanfictionI don't know, just hot and/or weird Mello (Death Note) stories/imagines/whatever. Mello x reader, unless otherwise stated. (By reader I mean me, because I love Mello) Ps. They're probably all ooc and most of them aren't meant to be taken seriously.