MIHAEL "MELLO" KEEHL x MURRAY

CRUSH

TRAITS

PERSONALITY

warm / outgoing / kind
sweet / gentle / patient
a little outspoken / honest
humorous / light-hearted (know how to help make his days better and bring him out of his darker moods)
independent / intense
calm / relaxed / laid-back (knows when to go with the flow)
smart / incredibly witty (able to handle his temper / attitude with clever retorts)
can guess what mood he’s in / understanding
good planner

PHYSICAL

short hair
crooked smile
shorter (thinks they are the most adorable things in the world)

eyes > Mello loves how Murray’s eyes shine and how her eye color suits her so well; to him, her eyes look like stars the way they sparkle.petite and clumsy > Mello adores having a smaller s/o. He’s a bit insecure about his height so having someone smaller than him makes him feel more confident. And it certainly shows. He’s not as openly accepting of the clumsiness, though. He does think it’s kind of cute and he, too, likes to watch you try and reach tall things. But he’ll often find himself calling Murray a dumbass or pipsqueak when an especially clumsy moment occurs. He doesn’t actually think she’s a dumbass. He says it sort as an instinct. But he does his best to hide the fact that he actually wants to laugh at whatever happened. He’s the type to use her as an armrest when she’s standing next to him. But he also enjoys having her sit on his lap. He’ll often tease her and tell her that it’s the only time when she’s actually eyelevel. All in all, he’s a big teaser but it’s only because he’s a tough-love kind of person. All to hide the little fact that he just wants to be adored. Just stay cute for him and she’ll have him wrapped around her finger.southern accent > He says he likes how Murray speaks in passing and sometimes teases her over some pronunciations, but that’s it. He thinks it sounds very cute.great singer > Mello would simply be impressed. He’d compliment Murray whenever she sang, but otherwise wouldn’t bring it up. Unless he was around people and trying to show her off.artistic > He'd totally brag to all of his friends (and coworkers) about Murray and how talented she is. When she’s covered in pastels or paint, he chuckles before helping her clean up. Late in the night, another case kept him awake again. Mello was walking by the couch, the place where she'd been the past two hours. “Hey, Murray, what are you do—” She hurried to hide what she had. “Give me that,” he bluntly demanded. Who did she think she was to hide things from him?! That could not be. Murray shook her head, considering her options… There weren’t many. “H-Here… it’s not done, but, uh… I hope you like it,” she said, shyly holding out the paper to him. And suddenly all the stress felt like it didn't exist. “Is this me?” Mello smiled lightly. “Thank you.”*So, I volunteer with a bunch of kids and whenever I walk in they get super excited and yell Ms. (Name)! And they swarm me. So, how would Matt, L, and Mello act if they followed their s/o to a daycare or classroom and saw this? Mello would nudge you and make you introduce him to all the kids so that he could be apart of what you do. extremely affectionate > Mello loves to be loved. He doesn’t particularly value himself at times, so having someone who is always there for him, someone that is very demonstrative of how much he means to them is something he’s a complete sucker for. For Mello, every touch, every kiss, reaffirms that he is worthwhile to them and would never shy away from that. When he fails at something, no matter how small, he takes it hard and his Love is always there to tell him how wonderful they think he is, how proud they are of him and reminds him of all the things he has accomplished.pet peeves > considering Mello has a pretty severe inferiority complex, he doesn’t enjoy hearing people he loves talk down on themselves — especially you. Because he truly believes you are one of the most kind and genuine people out there, it pains him to think that you don’t see in yourself what he sees in you. That being said, your self deprecating humor is the bane of his existence, even if it is just meant as a joke. You keep insisting you don’t really mean it, so he lets it go for a while. There was, however, one day where you went way too far. You’d handed him his gun, pointed it to your head and told him to shoot, all with a smile on your face. He had to have a talk with you after that, for his well-being and especially yours.

Best friend- Aquarius. Friendly and Loyal, Mello vibes hard with this sign. They communicate well and always are down for whatever the other wants to do. Able to keep up with the other easily and also encourage the other to keep going if they lose confidence in what they’re doing.Love- Scorpio. Determined and passionate, Mello falls hard for this sign. Even though they sometimes disagree, their devotion to each other will always see them through.Adversary- Virgo. Known to be intelligent and meticulous, this sign makes Mello feel like he’s in constant completion with them. Their easily given criticism makes Mello feel condescended to and takes a lot of effort to see this person as an ally, even though they may work well together under the right circumstances.

could i possibly have some hcs for mello with a partner who dresses in sweet lolita and is very bubbly and cute? (i’m just a HUGE sucker for the opposites attract trope) ○ First thing’s first,

○ He would die for you.

○ Literally.

○ He absolutely adores the fact that you wear dresses.

○ He loves the skirt and he thinks they’re adorable but he’ll probably never say it out loud.

○ As for personalities…

○ You two are complete opposites.

○ He’s typically really calm and stern (at least when others are in the room).

○ Mello gives off a grumpy, “someone’s going to die” kinda vibe and you’re the “of fun!”.

○ He gets really possessive and seeing that you’re incredibly cute and sweet 99% of the time, he will do literally anything to keep you by his side to make sure that no one will harass you.

○ Especially when it comes to some of the people he has to work with.

○ From the outside, there will be a whole lot of moments where it looks like you tend to be rather clingy and Mello gets rather aggravated.

○ But it’s really you usually cheering him up and him just being really stubborn.

○ You do a really good job at making him feel better though.

○ Your bubbliness and cuteness help counter his mood swings and… crankiness and it actually works far better than he’d like to admit.

○ He actually really likes the way you put together your outfits. He tells you that he hates going shopping with you and that dragging him with you is just an embarrassing waste of time but you know otherwise.

○ He loves when you ask for his input on outfits.

○ Mello loves having you sit on his lap.

○ Especially during meetings.

○ You two really are complete opposites too so it’s really interesting to see.

○ With him, dressed all in black leather, a scar on his face and a scowl on his lips, and you, all pretty in pink and pastels, sitting on his lap.

○ He couldn’t be happier and you know it too.

hi i was the person who requested the mello x bubbly sweet lolita hcs and i was wondering if you could do some hcs? a scenario (idm) where one of the members is flirting with them (they’re kinda oblivious to it, they just think they’re friendly) and so mello gets jealous really jealous and touchy in response? ○ As you were already well aware, it does not take very much to get Mello angry.
○ It all really just depends on how tired he’s feeling, how much he’s already been around other people that day, and whether or not he’s simply in a bad mood.
○ Which happened more often than you might think…
○ Like right now, for instance.
○ He was so freaking exhausted by the time he walked through the door, he simply plopped down into one of the plush leather arm chairs that he usually resided in.
○ You could tell he was tired because he had nothing smart to say the moment he walked in and he only sent you a small, subtle smile before taking his seat.
○ You watched as he pulled out a fresh bar of chocolate from his inner coat pocket before lifting it to his lips and taking a bite, a little ‘snap’ sounding through the room as he did.
○ He closed his eyes and threw his head back to rest against the top of the chair and you took this as a sign to let him be for a little while, despite how lovely a sitting place his lap looked to be right now.
○ Well, either way, Mello’s disengagement was viewed as an opening by just about everyone else in the room who either knew what was about to come, or was part of the leading party.
○ “So, doll,” one of the guys that Mello often worked with leaned over in his chair toward you, a cocky smirk resting on his scarred lips.
○ “How was your day?”
○ It seemed like a strange question to ask, considering that you’ve already spent a majority of your day with him specifically, but little did you know, he was merely testing the waters.
○ “You should know,” you respond, answering him with a small giggle.
○ “Yeah well, it was a pretty fun day, no?”
○ You entirely missed the way that his eyes constantly flickered back to Mello’s ‘sleeping’ form and how he edged closer to you with every passing minute.
○ “Did you at least like the lunch I made you?”
○ Mello’s ear twitched at that.
○ “Oh, it was awesome! It was sooooo yummy. The meat was so very tender and the sauce was perfectly creamy-”
○ Maybe it was just Mello overthinking things but something about this conversation made him feel very… jealous.
○ “Wow, baby girl, is that a new dress? You look like a dime,” he sends you a wink and you only laugh cutely.
○ “Yes it is new, thanks for noticing!” It really was a brand new dress and the lace trim and the color scheme really made you feel like a new person.
○ Mello’s hands balled into fists but he still remained seated. His blood was practically boiling by this point and he was about to snap.
○ The man was now practically leaning against you, his chest pressed firmly against your shoulder as his hands rested on your legs.
○ “Are these new stockings too?”
○ Mello’s eyes shot open and his eyes instantly landed on the two of you. What he saw made him want to beat the living daylights out of the poor soul who dared even lay eyes on you.
○ You really did look irresistible, with your brand new dress and your hair done up so nicely. You looked adorable. But it really pissed Mello off to see your legs resting in someone else’s lap as his hands trailed up and down your legs-
○ Absolutely NOT.
○ Mello rose to his feet and made his way to your side, a fury burning so brightly within his eyes, your breath caught in your throat.
○ It all happened so quickly. You pulled away from his lap and into Mello’s arm just after a loud ‘crack’ resounded throughout the room and suddenly, the other guy was on the floor, clutching his nose in his hands.
○ “Does anyone else have the need to feel up my girl?” Mello shouts, still pressing you flush against him.
○ The room remained silent, save for the groans of pain that derived from the man on the floor, and Mello took that as a sign that he had made enough of a point.
○ “Don’t touch what’s mine.”
○ He leads you back to his chair and sits down before pulling you onto his lap, throwing your legs over his own. His hands now replaced the previous pair as the skimmed up and down your stockings, being sure not to miss a single curve of your thighs or calves.
○ “You okay…?” you ask, still a bit unsure if Mello was still upset.
○ Instead of answering you verbally, Mello pulls your head against his chest and a deep vibration cuts through his chest as he mumbles deeply, just loud enough for you to hear,
○ “Mine.”

BEHAVIOR

He'd be annoyed at first and would prefer to avoid Murray, telling himself he doesn’t feel anything for her, but in his heart, he knows the answer is different. Mello doesn’t have a lot of experience with affection and people liking him in general, so he really has no idea how to portray his feelings. Or even if he should. He’s a bit worried he might come off too strongly or desperate even and the thought of scaring Murray away worries him to the point where he nearly decides to avoid telling her entirely.He’ll also ignore her. Secretly, he's dying to talk to her, but he lets the phone ring. He has to appear cool, doesn’t he? He’d act tough around her, trying too hard to come off as if he were completely uninterested and acting as if he brushes off everything that she says to him when in reality, he’s paying so much attention to her (constantly) that his original priorities are starting to suffer. Mello will also underestimate all her intents of conversation, regarding them useless and silly, even when he already has ten witty comebacks to her last remark. This facade wears down easily, as he always ends up giving Myrrh heartfelt advice. He’s stuck. He doesn’t know what to do or what to say when he’s around Murray, and even though he looks more nonchalant than ever on the outside, he’s imploding.Will ask about her a lot, but in a really defensive way. But if anyone hurts / tries to hurt her??? BOI, he'll defend her to the ends of the Earth, you do not insult Murray. PrOtEcTiVe. JEALOUSY. Mello will go over the top, but he’ll act like it doesn’t matter. One day, her canceled favorite show announced a new season. The whole thing had Mello fingerprints all over. When Murray asked him about it, he said he only had to make a call, and that Matt also liked that awful show. Then, he forbids her from ever telling anyone he had something to do with it.Occasionally flirts with her out of the blue, if he's feeling brave enough. He'd tease her a lot. Lots of passive-aggressive comments. He can even be rude sometimes just cover up his feelings, better Murray thinks that he hates her. Treats her rather harshly compared to how he treats others. And, ironically, in trying so hard to seem like he doesn’t like her, he does the opposite. If Murray responds, he’ll have to hide his blush. The actual embodiment of this scene: (Hot Rod). “You look pretty.” “What did you say?” “Uh, I said ‘You look shitty!’ Good night, [Murray]!” She’ll probably have to make the first more. Flirt with him. Let him know she’s genuinely interested, or he’ll think she’s just playing and force himself to move on in a surprisingly short amount of time.Takes more risks to seem like a badass. Tried smoking one of Matt’s cigarettes once to seem edgy but ended up choking on his own lungs later on. He didn’t try that again. “Hey, do you dare me to walk along the outside of this ledge?” “Mello, nO.” Mello's constantly trying to prove to Murray he's Number One. He's going to work even harder and take even more drastic measures to solve the Kira case. Never doubt him, as his value is something he's constantly struggling with, and Murray’s opinion is fundamental to him. He's always telling her his advances, so she feels proud of him. He's constantly trying to impress Murray with his intelligence. For that, he’ll tell her the most far-fetched facts he knows. Mello's always ready to make long sums, even if it’ll be easier using a calculator. If she studies, he's researched all her classes and is ready to help her with every single piece of homework.Becomes louder and funnier. Laughs a little louder than usual to make sure Murray can hear him from across the room. He heightens everything he does. Loves to make Murray laugh; if she laughs at a joke he made or story he told, he'll be smiling for the rest of the day. He isn’t much of a talker, so you’ll know he trusts her a lot when he starts opening up or just talking about things in general.Touches her shoulder for a little longer than necessary. I believe he’s probably incredibly touch-starved, so he’ll die if she caresses his arm or plays with his hair for only a moment. (Especially if she touches his scar... He’ll pull away at first, he doesn’t let just anyone touch him to begin with, but he’ll melt if she just lets him relax with her.) He’s still not too big of PDA or any type of physical affection in front of others, but it’s a really good way to rile him up or get him flustered. A blushing Mello is a rare sight to behold, but a glorious one, nonetheless.

Mello is someone who’s always been trying to prove himself worthy, mostly it being L’s successor but after meeting his crush he felt like this was something he also had to fight for in a way. He’s just the type where he feels like no one would just go to him unless he does something special, mainly because of the looming sense of being the second best to most things. He doesn’t try to make a big deal out of it though. He just tries to strategize for the most part, so most of his work is happening in his head. Most likely arguing with himself a lot mentally on what he should do. Depending on the situation though, it varies how he tries to impress them. If they happen to know or are around Near, Mello does whatever he can to try to take the upper hand in keeping your attention. Near most likely just doesn’t care altogether, so it won’t be too hard to distract his crush from his rival. Around the Mafia, something he probably wouldn’t want them around anyways, but if they happened to be around he’d really try to show off his authority over them to his advantage. Maybe will get some chocolate that he himself likes because who doesn’t like good chocolate? He doesn’t try to do drastic things surprisingly. If he was younger, maybe. But when he’s older he just tries to show it pretty subtly. The last thing he wants is to crack the tough reputation he built up, but if his crush is lucky they’ll most definitely see it! Doesn’t do it often but probably cracks a joke from time or makes comments just to his crush to get a reaction. Also definitely uses his fashion to try to impress them. And maybe his motorbike, they’ll maybe even get a ride on it if he’s feeling good!

keep calm > “Mello?” Murray touched his arm lightly. “What?” he snapped. Her hand retracted from him. He looked away from her. He hadn’t meant to snap. Once her fingertips had rested on his arm, his embarrassment had taken over. He was nervous. He didn’t want to scare Murray, but he just didn’t know how to control himself.

CONFESSION

angry > Murray was utterly confused. Mello had come into her apartment in a rage and had yet to tell her what was wrong with him. She'd been sitting on the couch for the last ten minutes in a tense silence, watching him storm around the room. She bit her lip as he came to a stop in front of her, his eyes turning quickly from angry to nervous. He knelt down in front of Murray and took her hands in his but refused to look directly at her. His face turned a few shades darker when Murray wrapped her smaller fingers around his and he opened his mouth as though to say something but closed it again without a word. “Are you— Did I do something to make you angry?” Murray asked, leaning forward so she could see his face. His eyes narrowed as he shook his head and he turned to face her again, roughly grabbing her chin. This startled her and she pulled back, but he jerked her forward again. “You know I’m not good with words, and there’s something I have to say, I just don’t know how,” he said, stroking Murray’s lip with his thumb. Her eyes widened when she realized what his words meant, and without a word, planted her lips on his. “Is that what you wanted to say?” He smiled genuinely and pulled Murray into another kiss. She was right, of course, but he’d never admit it.

Partner

GENERAL

FIRSTS . . .

date > Mello drove the black car to the movies — he had Matt place a hold on the tickets, so she just had to tell them her name to receive them. Mello led her into the dimly lit room. It had barely anyone; maybe three couples. Murray and Mello sat down in the middle, and he kept looking around the room. “Are you afraid of the dark?” the woman asked as she comfortably placed a hand on top of his. Mello looked from her hand up to her face. He smiled as the lights dimmed and he pulled her hand up to his mouth, gently placing a kiss on the back of it as the opening of the movie started. When they finally parked in the next lot, Murray found out that he'd taken her to an outdoor shopping outlet. They walked hand-in-hand and went through different stores, talking about the movie, guns, motorcycles… anything. When they went into the nearest music / CD shop, she found merchandise of her favorite band and started freaking out. Mello, being a sweetheart and an amazing date, bought her everything she wanted even when she told him not to waste his money. To him, buying her things and making her happy was not wasting money. He even bought her dinner, and they spent the night outside his place on the hood of Matt’s red car, staring at the stars and eating French fries.*date > Mello seems like someone who would initially scoff and roll his eyes when it comes to most things romance wise. He just never saw the point in things like cheesy first dates growing up and thought he’d never be the type to indulge in that sort of thing in general. When meeting his lover though, his thoughts on the topic began to change. He wouldn’t be the one to bring it up, it would be his S/O who’d just bring it up in topic generally. They were already dating and together most of the time but haven’t officially gone on any type of dates. Mello is taken aback, at first trying to think of an excuse to how they didn’t need to go on any type of ‘first date’ but seeing the look on their face, he couldn’t say no even if he wanted to. Plus, perhaps there was a small hidden part of him that wanted to go on a date with them as well, but he wouldn’t tell them that of course. He’d just roll his eyes and huff, saying something along the lines of “Fine, we can go on a date. Even if it’s pointless” in kind of a grumbly tone that his S/O couldn’t help but find cute. They can tell he wants to do it too even if he acts like he's doing it out of obligation at first. The date itself can vary, being something along the lines of going to a nice or casual restaurant. Maybe even a simple bar and grill. I see there being a somewhat physical activity though involved, something they could compete over. Something like bowling, mini golf, something of the sort. Whoever wins gets to choose what they do next. Also maybe attempting an escape room, I think that’s something he’d enjoy trying to figure out! Mello by the way is dressed nicely in his usual leather attire, even if he’s ‘doing something he doesn’t want to’ he always has to make sure he looks presentable in some way. His S/O makes a small comment on it, and he tries to ignore it and change the topic. He may act confident like usual and that he owns whatever they may be doing, but I see him being a bit nervous underneath that cocky behavior. The nervousness quickly disappears over the day and night he spends with them. He starts off seeming like he isn’t too pleased with the whole thing, but quickly begins to enjoy himself thoroughly. By the end of the night after spending time at the bar and grill, he’s probably smiling a lot more than he’d like to show, but it’s a great bonding experience with his lover that makes him feel like perhaps he can live a somewhat normal life after all. Mello returns back to their place after the date and either ends the night watching movies/tv when in pajamas until the two fall asleep, unless there’s still some leftover energy then they probably enjoy the rest of their night together being intimate of some sort before sleeping after that. Needless to say after the day he spends with them, he definitely has a different mindset on going out on dates and wouldn’t mind going on more in the future.When Mello had asked Murray out, she couldn’t deny she’d been totally shocked. He’d never seemed like the kind of guy who'd want to go out on dates. He’d been as confident as ever picking her up and took her to a cafe down the street. “We should do this more often,” Mello commented offhandedly before taking a sip of his chocolate milkshake. Murray smiled over the top of the glass of her own milkshake. “Yeah, we should.” A light smirk made its way to his lips, and he leaned over the table and wiped his thumb over the corner of her mouth. “You had milkshake on your face.” Pink dusted her cheeks. “Thanks,” Murray mumbled. He leaned back and looked her over. He'd definitely have to take her out more again.

OFFICIAL . . .

relationship confidence > Mello's at conflict with himself constantly. He’s incredibly confident with himself but terrified someone better will come along and outshine him, stealing his significant other away from him.referring to him as "boyfriend" > Mello would literally be glowing with pride. A smirk plastered on his face. He’d put his arm around Murray and make sure the rest of the world knew she was his.

CUTE HABITS . . .

mello would always subconsciously touch Murray’s hips. They could be sitting on the sofa together and he’d have his hand resting on her hip without even realizing it. She noticed the small habit and found it amusing. He loves that Murray loves him and he’s her number one. She’s his number one, too, of course. He also loves how she supports and encourages him to go for his dreams.Mello finds it cute when murray leaves little handwritten messages around the house for him to find. Mello finds it cute when Murray stretches, hugs herself, and gets passionate about something.

SENSE OF HUMOR . . .

fight me > "Babe, get off my lap; I’m trying to work.” “No.” “Jesus Christ, Murray, how am I supposed to get anything done around you?” “Fight me.” He’s just like ‘what.’ He starts laughing so hard like yeah, okay, Murray, I’ll fight you. Literally runs the mafia, good luck. Murray pushed him lightly and he pulled her into his chest tightly like aww precious. “Fight me” becomes their thing after that. They’re saying it to each other every two minutes.

LOVE LANGUAGES . . .

Words of Affirmation
Acts of Service
Physical Touch
Quality Time
Receiving Gifts

CONS . . .

Jealousy and insecurity problems would be emotionally tiring for her. This boy has severe self-esteem problems that are reflected as possessiveness towards Murray. I get the feeling that in his mind, she could dump him at any second, so Mello tries to predict if she's leaving him so he can ditch her first. I think Mello doesn’t cope well with abandonment, and he needs to feel like he's in control all the time. Also, she’ll have to put up with his post-traumatic stress. He likes teasing Murray and generally enjoys banter in a relationship but make a point to tell him when he's crossing the line to downright bullying her.

INTIMACY

FALLING-OUTS . . .

cheating reason > Mello would never cheat. He'd love Murray too much to ever disrespect her in that way.break-up reason > Mello would break up if his partner thought they were better and could do better than him. Basically, he’d break up with them if they were narcissistic.break-up from a really serious relationship > Mello would probably be so angry at first, he'd beat the shit out of old cars in a junkyard. Once he calmed down, he'd most likely lock himself in his room and sob.

BONDS . . .

chocolate > He'd become very aggravated normally if anyone tried taking any of his chocolate but wouldn't mind when she did it. He'd always give her shift for it, but both of them knew he didn't mind. Murray's the only person he'll share his chocolate with. Sharing lots of chocolate. And buying it for each other.soulmates > They know the other extremely well. Sometimes a mere glance or gesture is enough to communicate. Loves how Murray knows what he’s thinking and what mood he’s in. They’re also inseparable. Even to the point that Murray helps him with the Kira case. Thinks she's too good for him. “How in the world did I ever score her?”falling in love > It was a stupid way to fall in love, he supposed, lounging across the couch with Murray’s head in his lap. But it was happening, and Mello knew the worth of acknowledging emotion. And so, he did, carding his fingers through her hair with a snort as she read off terrible jokes from her popsicle stick, heart fluttering every time she burst into laughter. He groaned as she read off the next horrible slough of puns, shaking his head. “Those are awful,” he complained, prodding her playfully. Murray stuck her tongue out at him, bright blue from chemical dyes, and he couldn’t hold back a full laugh. She scrunched up her eyebrows, looking mildly offended. “What are you laughing at?” she pouted, and his grin widened. “You,” he replied bluntly, loving the angry blush spreading across her face. Murray scowled at him, pulling herself up and shoving him into the cushions as he continued to laugh. “Rude,” the woman complained, but her own smile betrayed her, and before long she was laughing with him, slumped against his shoulder. “What, I don’t expect you to have any better ones,” Murray finally managed, having regained her breath. He opened his mouth, picking his brain before giving up with a sigh, smirk still twisting at his features. “No, I don’t, but I can’t say I’m as infatuated with stupid jokes as you are,” he teased. She made a noise of false indignation, nestling into his side. “I hate you,” Murray told him cheerfully, no real malice in her tone, and he leaned into the contact. “I hate you, too,” he replied, hand reaching out to tangle with hers.real name > “Oh my gosh, Mello!” Murray yelled, holding a can and laughing. Mello ran into the living room with his gun, only to sigh in relief that no one was trying to kill her. He sat down next to her on the couch. “What is it?” Mello asked, slightly irritated. The [H/C] showed him the can of Mellow Yellow. “Are you named after a drink?” she asked. Mello sighed and opened his mouth to say something before Matt yelled from his room: “HIS REAL NAME IS MIHAEL KEEHL!” Mello groaned. “Is that your actual name?” Murray asked him. He nodded, taking a bite of chocolate. “It’s badass!” Mello grinned.

SCARE . . .

protective > Her happiness and well-being are one of the most important things to him even if he doesn’t always show it. He'd happily punch someone to protect Murray. He’s so overprotective of her. Like, you have no idea. Mello will go crazy if someone tries to hurt her. He’ll hunt them down. Fears letting Murray go outside alone at night. Being part of the mafia, he’s always ready to shoot any creep that touches her.taking a hit for him > He starts chasing the attacker down the street, but eventually lets them go to return to Murray. He’s terrified that she’s dead and begs her to keep talking to him to reassure him. Starts screaming that she’s such an idiot for shielding him. Cradles her head in his arms while he tries to calm down. Once he feels like he isn’t panicking as much, he carries her back to his place to tend to her wounds. Thanks God they aren’t too serious and mutters over and over again that he’s so sorry. Vows to track down her attacker and make them pay for hurting her.lives in a bad area > He spends as much time with Murray as possible and has rearranged it so he can walk her to work, class, etc. Would move in with her if he could so he knows he can be there for her, no matter what she needs; protection, emotional support, whatever. In fact, he asks on a weekly basis if she wants to get a place together, so he never has to wonder if she's safe. He'd know.possessive > Very territorial. “If that asshole doesn’t stop checking you out, I’m going to break his face.” Murray secretly thinks it’s very cute ~~and kinda hot~~.ex-boyfriend > Mello's a violent person; not toward Murray, of course, but if anyone hurts her, he isn’t afraid to swing a few hundred punches. She was walking down the street hand-in-hand with him when she spotted her ex down the street. “Oh, not him,” she breathed. “Who?” Mello asked. “That guy in the snapback is my ex…” Suddenly, he turned his head toward her and walked over. “Shit,” Murray muttered. “Hey, Murray, haven’t seen you in a while.” “For a reason, dickhead.” “Who’s this?” “My boyfriend. Now fuck off!” “This guy? He looks like a little girl.” Big mistake. “What did you just say?” Mello growled. “Oh, look, the little girl is angry.” “I’m not a little girl.” “Tch. What are you going to do about it?” Mello pulled out his gun and pointed it at her ex. “WOAH, MELLS!” Murray snatched his gun and unloaded the bullets. “He deserves it,” Mello argued. Suddenly, her ex threw a punch at Mello, hitting him in the face. Another big mistake. Mello launched at Murray’s ex and pinned him to the ground, pounding his face in. Once her ex looked like roadkill, Mello got back up and wrapped an arm around her. “Stay away from Murray and I, dickhead.”ex-crush > He didn’t think much of it when he had stopped Murray on the street; Mello figured he was just an old friend of hers. He thought the other male seemed quite friendly and sweet in all honesty. But Murray’s body language was nervous, and her side glances directed at him silently asked to help get her away from the situation. He was puzzled, but eventually cut into this friend of hers’ story, claiming that they had an important appointment. Once they were out of earshot, she felt a tug at her sleeve. “What was that all about?” “Oh, uh, that was just an old friend.” He shook his head. “No, I mean why were you in such a hurry to get away from him?” Murray bit her lip nervously, trying to decide whether or not to tell him. “Well… fine, in truth, I used to have a big crush on him.” Her eyes fell over everything except him, not quite sure where to look and suddenly she heard a loud laugh, undeniably Mello’s. “Hey, it’s not funny!” “It’s adorable!” he assured, wrapping an arm around her waist. “As long as those feelings are in the past,” he added, a hint of nervousness in his voice. Murray smiled sheepishly and rested her head against his shoulder. “Of course. I have you now.” He grinned, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Damn right.”jealous > Anger management wouldn’t even begin to help this man. Mello loves Murray wholeheartedly and wouldn’t hesitate to kill whoever tried to get between them. Even if it’s one of his henchmen who’ve made a too in-depth comment about “how beautiful” she is — he'd agree… and then shoot them in the face for their trouble.hitting on her > Mello would try to discourage the person hitting on Murray with scowls and glares, but if that didn’t work it’s going to be a full=on brawl. No one tries to take his love from him. Mello may end up with some bloody knuckles, but you should see the other guy.Prompt- An upper member of Mello's gang starts being creepy towards you so he deals with like any normal boyfriend would"Hey there darling." a gruff voice whispers in your ear. Turning around you see a middle aged man sitting on one of the faded sofas in Mello's hideout.You were about to run before you saw the symbol of Mello's gang on his clothes. "Hello do I know you?" you said politely not trying to provoke the strange man."I don't think we've met darlin I would've remembered a nice face like yours. Since we don't know each other why don't we really get to know each other?" leaning forward the strange man started inching his hand towards your thigh.Sliding across the sofa in attempt to get away you looked around the room to see if there was someone who could help you.Then you remember what Mello had said. He and the upper members were going out to track a person that might have valuable information about Kira. Normally he would send out someone pf low rank but he was getting desperate in searching for clues and decided to go himself.At that moment you realized how much trouble you were in. There was no one around and you didn't know when Mello would be back. In front of you was some creepy guy that was a lot bigger than you and could easily restrain you.So you did what most people would do. You screamed. Yes no one could here. Yes it was pointless. But still you screamed to high heaven."Ah don't be like that darlin," the man rasped "I don't like it when they scream. It makes it so much less enjoyable if you scream"As he said that you heard voices outside the door. Hope arouse in you as recognized one of the voices. It was Mello."Break down the door," you heard him say "we don't have time to look for the key. Hurry for gods sake man hurry.Soon the heavy wooded door began to splinter under the weight of Mello's burly henchmen. The creepy guy looked slightly scared and backed away from you in an attempt to seem innocent.Finally the door broke and Mello and his men came tumbling in the room. "Darling are you ok?" was the first thing he said. "You nodded but pointed at the creepy man that was slowly trying to hide in the shadows.Mello nodded understanding what you meant. Slowly he approached they guy his spiky shoes making him taller and more intimidating."So your the piece of shit that decided to mess with s/o huh?" he said in a menacing voice. The man tried to quickly shake his head to deny it but Mello grabbed his face before he could."Don't lie to me I know they wouldn't scream like that unless it was something serious. So now I'm going to teach you a lesson." Mello's voice was icy as he said this. The not even giving the man a chance to answer he dragged the man's head close to the floor and started smashing it into the floor.You looked away as the mans cries echoed through the room. You what Mello did of course but this was the first time you say your gentle slightly tsundere boyfriend act so violent."Now I hope you know not to mess with them again and if you do well this time not only your face will be turned to mush but your body as well. Men take out this piece of trash and leave me alone." Addressing the last remark to his henchmen Mello swung around to face you."Hey," he mumbled "sorry about that I know you don't like it but it made so mad to think he would take advantage of my absence like that and try to hurt you. Are you okay now?""I'm fine now Mello just a bit shaken" you said trying to smile."You don't have to pretend you know silly," he replied sitting down next to you "I know your not okay and that's completely reasonable considering the situation you were in. I'm so sorry that guy was in here he was recently promoted and since I was gone I thought it would be good for him to come and guard you. I'm sorry this is all my fault.""It's not your fault Mello you didn't know he would be a massive creep. Now your right I am very shaken up so um since your ordered your men not to disturb us could we cuddle for the rest of the evening." you said."Sure thing my love anything to cheer you up" he smiles as he pulls you into his arms.insecure > He’s terrified that she’ll leave him.sorry > He threw his hands to his face quickly, knowing that tears were coming fast. His breathing went ragged, and he simply couldn’t control it. Murray stared at him, not quite sure what was going on. He'd been talking to her about work and how stressful it had become; he even mentioned how she was in danger when he suddenly had this reaction. He sniffled quietly and Murray took a step forward. “Mello?” “I-I’m sorry…” he muttered, voice thick as he tried to stop from sobbing. “No, no, don’t apologize!” Murray wrapped her arms around him tightly and felt him go weak against her. “I just wish I could make a better life for us,” he whispered, clutching her tightly. “Hey,” she murmured, pulling back to wipe any tears from his face. He wouldn’t look her in the eye, like he felt embarrassed for her to see him this way. “As long as I have you, I’m as happy as can be, okay?” He chuckled sadly and pulled her back to his chest. They both held each other like that for a long time.*scar > Mello was in another one of his moods again, that much was clear. But as always, it was your job to figure out why and what a job it was. For a man that never talks about himself, trying to get anything out about how he’s feeling is always an endeavor. “Mello, baby, what’s wrong?” you ask, your voice gentle and soothing as you make your way to his side. He slowly sits up, letting you sit where his legs were previously strewn across the couch before his head falls onto your shoulder. You bring a hand to his hair, giving him time to find the right words to say as you brushed his yellow-gold fringe away from his left eye before leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss to the glossy, darkened skin. Just as you feel your lips make contact with his skin, he jerks out of your grasp. “Sweetheart-” you start, unsure of what you have done wrong. “Don’t call me that...” he says, his voice fully of frustration. You knew he didn’t mean to direct it all at you though. “What’s wrong, baby?” you coo, reaching a hand out to cup his face once more. You let your fingers lovingly caress his features as you watch his eyes try desperately to avoid yours. His eyes finally fall to the ground as you watch them flicker with internal rage and frustration. “What’s the matter? You can tell me,” you bring his face to meet yours before gentle placing your lips to his. “It’s hideous,” you hear him barely whisper once your lips part. You knew what he meant. Ever since Mello had gotten his scar, he’s hated it. He hated the way it forever carved the reminder of his mistakes into the tapestry that was his skin. He says it only serves to remind him of how stupid he was and how careless his decisions were... He had a terrible habit of putting himself down when he was in a bad mood. It always somehow linked back to his life-long competition with Near or how he felt like he’d never amount to what L saw in him. You knew he wouldn’t believe a word you said if you tried to tell him his scar didn’t mean all of that, that he only masked his feelings of grieving and regret with his scar because it made it easier to hide from others. He was stubborn, to say the least, but you loved him and you knew that he loved you. If anyone could get his mind in a brighter place, it would be you. “Mello, darling,” you coo, gathering your lover in your arms before bringing his head to rest on your chest. You ran your fingers through his hair, letting his body rack with silent sobs and tears that he wouldn’t let fall. “Mello, please look at me,” you lift his chin enough to place your fingers underneath but he looks at you willing. His eyes are full of sorrow and brought a hand to his face, covering most of his scar with his hand as his head fell back onto your shoulder. “You shouldn’t be so harsh on yourself when it comes to the way you look, Mello,” you kiss his hand and he takes this as a signal to let his hand heavily fall to his side. A small smile graces your lips as his current complacent attitude and you waste no time in placing hundreds of little pecks across the angry mark over his eye. “It’s beautiful, Mihael,” you mutter against his cheek before trailing your kisses further down his neck. “It doesn’t mean that you’ve failed. This scar... it means that you survived. You survived something that you shouldn’t have been able to and because of it, you’re here with me now,” you place another assortment of kisses all across his face before placing the last one on his lips. “I wouldn’t change anything about your scar if I were you. I makes you you... not to mention... I find it absolutely beautiful,” you whisper against his skin, your breath cooling down the flush that had begun to rise to his face.

Unlike Matt, Mello is incredibly sensitive about his scars no matter what mood he’s in. There’s a time and a place to talk about them or appreciate them, as it is quite common for him to get overwhelmed when they are mentioned or touched directly. So whenever someone in public tries to bring up his scars, whether they’re asking how he got them or making crude remarks about them, the best way to comfort him is to get him into a private spot so he feels more comfortable letting his more vulnerable emotions out, then ask him what he needs. If you’re at home alone, however, and you notice that Mello has styled his hair to drape over most of his scar tissue, feel free to take a moment to tell him how beautiful he looks today, scars and all. Do be prepared for (at the very least) some misty eyes, though.

her body > Reminds Murray that she's the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. No matter what, she'll always be perfect in his eyes. He gets what it feels like to have something that makes you feel insecure, so he understands. Asks, “Do you think I’m not perfect anymore?” and points to his scars. This always makes her feel better because she knows how much she loves him and find him attractive.

DOCTOR . . .

period > There is no shortage of chocolate when it comes to Mello, and he gladly let’s her have all she wants. He’s not loving that she’s in pain, even though he knows it’s normal. He feels like he isn’t doing enough to help her. He wants to try to make her as comfortable as possible, so anything she says will help, he does, no questions asked. Offers to draw her a hot bath or warm up the shower for her knowing that the heat can help with cramps. Cuddles with her on the couch and watches any movies she wants, even her favorite chick flick that he insists he doesn’t like but secretly does.she's sick > Mello sighed loudly, standing outside the door and trying to figure out how the hell he was going to get into the room to Murray with his hands full. Finally, he tried to balance the tray of soup on his arm before turning the door handle and letting himself into the room. The room was dark and quiet, the only noise being her coughs here and there. Mello navigated his way through the room carefully and put the tray on the bed stand and flipped on the lamp. He heard Murray groan and try to pull the covers over her head. “Sit up,” he commanded. She did and he examined her. Murray looked awful. She was pale except for her red nose and her eyes were bloodshot. The woman looked like death. “Here.” He spooned some broth into her mouth. “You have to eat to get better,” Mello said quietly, brushing her hair out of her face.he's sick > “I didn’t want to say I told you, but I told you!” Murray said cheekily. “Shut up,” Mello growled. He was lying on his bed; his body felt so damn heavy to move even a finger. And since the day began, his partner was doing everything for him. He had just the flu, it wasn’t for that grade of caring. “I don’t have cancer, you know!” he said with an acid tone. He was getting tired of his inability to do things on his own. “There’s no need for doing all this,” he complained. His lover smiled, but it wasn’t a happy smile. “Yes… but I love you so much that I don’t want you to feel bad in any way… How stupid am I, right?” Mello’s eyes opened in a flush of surprise. To tell that to a person like him… that person was just… “Wait… what?! Whoa!” Too fucking adorable. He pulled Murray into a tight hug. “Tsk, do whatever you want, I don’t care” was the only thing he said, but Murray knew what that meant. His special person hugged him back, and a big smile appeared on her face. Murray spooned the medicine into his mouth, chuckling quietly as he gagged at the taste. “Ugh, that’s disgusting! Murray, I thought you loved me?” She laughed at his reaction, easing him back against the pillows. “You’re right, I do, which is why I’m trying to make you feel better.” He pulled a face but smiled somewhat graciously at her. “Could I ask a favor?” he questioned. “Mm?” He looked down sheepishly. “Would you read to me?” Murray grinned, picking his favorite book up from the floor. “Of course.”she's in bed all day due to depression > Mello’s concern would show visibly. He’s come in repeatedly asking if Murray's alright. He'd eventually just come and sit in a chair or something beside her.she's overworked > “Murray, don’t you think that maybe it’s time for a break?” Mello asked. She tore her concentration from her homework and looked up at Mello. She could see the look of concern on his face. “It’s only been a couple of hours,” the [H/C] told him. Mello shook his head. “Murray, it’s going on five hours.” Her mouth fell open. “What? It can’t be!” she argued. Mello walked into her office and closed the laptop. He pointed to her untouched food and what used to be hot chocolate. “I brought this in around noon. You promised to stop and eat it,” Mello said. Murray grimaced. “Sorry, Mello, this essay is killing me,” she apologized. Mello squatted down in front of her. He brushed a strand of hair out of her face. “No apologies, Murray. I know how important this class is to you,” Mello said. Sighing, she leaned forward to wrap her arms around his neck. “Okay, no more schoolwork until tomorrow. I’m all yours,” Murray said. Mello smirked. “All mine, huh?” She chuckled and rolled her eyes at the tone of his voice. “Calm down, boy. I was thinking more along the lines of stretching our legs.” “I have ideas of how to stretch the rest of your body.” Mello teased. “That can come later, but right now my stomach is grumbling and I want noodles.” Mello stood and brought her with him. He gave her a quick peck to the cheek before placing his hands over her eyes. “What are you doing, Mello?” “You know there’s always a reason to my madness. I came in here with a purpose,” Mello answered. “Your madness is what keeps me on my toes,” Murray replied with a laugh. “Ha-ha funny, real funny. Now, walking to the dining room is going to have to be enough stretching for your legs,” Mello informed her. She let Mello lead her out of the office and down the hall. As they passed the kitchen, a whimper escaped her at the smell of whatever food Mello had prepared. “Did you cook me dinner?” she asked. “I had to do something to draw you away from that damn computer,” Mello admitted. He let go of her face and her heart skipped a beat. Mello had cleared the table, set it for the two of them, and prepared her favorite meal. She turned to glance up at him and he kissed the tip of her nose. “Boy, you have been busy,” she stated. “I wanted everything to be perfect for you,” Mello said. Murray easily closed the distance between the two of them, wrapping his arms around her waist and rested her head on his chest. “I am so damn lucky to have you,” she admitted. “I think I’m the one who is lucky to have you.” The two of them sat and enjoyed dinner together. Mello had poured her a glass of wine and told her to take a seat on the couch, but she insisted on helping with the dishes. “It’s only fair since you did all of the cooking.” Mello knew better than to argue with her. The dishes got done quicker with the two of them and in just a half an hour, were clean and the kitchen had been picked up. With their glass of wine, the two of them sat on the couch with Murray pressed against his back and Mello’s arm wrapped around her waist tightly. She looked up at Mello, his blue eyes staring back down at her. “Thank you for all of this,” she said. Mello kissed her. “You’re worth all of it,” he replied. “I love you,” Murray whispered. Mello kissed her long and hard before pulling away. “I love you, too,” Mello said just before attacking her lips once again.

COMFORT . . .

strategies >*For Her: Comforting doesn't exactly come easy to him, but out of all the other Wammy boys, Mello's the most empathetic, so yeah. One of Mello's best boyfriend qualities is that he's understanding. He'd listen to you first, to then expose what he thinks you should do. More often than not, however, Mello doesn't see a problem where you do, and he may think you're fussing over nothing. But it's because he's a bit desensitized thanks to years ~~on the street and~~ in the mafia. Yet, Mello would never deem you stupid for how you feel. ~~At least not out loud lol~~. 8/10*For Him: Not as hard to comfort as you might think. Praising works nicely enough. Drive his attention to the bright side of the problem, as you add he's cunning enough to turn anything on his favor. A soft bump on the side of his arm does pretty good too, for encouragementher feelings > Absolutely hates when Murray’s upset; he feels her pain.her abusive and depressing childhood > here for you >*trypanophobia > You and Mello were relaxing on the couch together, listening to the news. He was reading, and you were just sitting there. That was when... "The health administration has now moved onto phase 3 which will include all members of the public ages 12 and over" You froze... Panic flooded your veins. Your breathing became very shallow. It felt as if you couldn't breathe. Tears flooded your vision before trickling down your face. Mello peered up from his book. Immediately, he set his book down turning his full attention to you. "Babe, what's wrong?" He asked. "Needles" you managed to choke out. Mello nodded in understanding. He was observant... He noticed every time you got your flu shot each year... How you'd shake with fear... you would have panic attacks over the very thought. In fact it was kind of hard to ignore... "Love, I swear, I'll be with you every step of the way." The day of your appointment came. Mello had been vaccinated before you and was approved to accompany you as a support person. While you waited in the car, you had a panic attack. it was about the same as before. Mello leaned over the console. He took your hand, gently caressing it with his thumb as he looked into your eyes. "Hey, look at me... Take a deep breath in.......And let it out....... I'm here with you, You're not alone. If you need a distraction, I can think of something. It'll all be okay, my love." You followed everything he said and felt just a little bit more relaxed... but not by much. When you were ready, you exited the car together, ensuring your masks were on. He held your hand the entire way to the clinic. As you sat in the waiting room, he wrapped an arm around you. When the doctor called you for your turn, you turned to Mello nervously. He took the hint and got up, leading you to...*taking care of him > When Mello gets injured or sick, it’s not the physical pain or symptoms you have to worry about. It’s his ego. See, Mello is someone who can’t stand when people pity him or look down on him in any way. That definitely makes it a tad difficult for you to take care of him, as there is always going to be some level of pity shown in those actions. But you’ve found that he responds a lot better to your care once you lay out the facts of the situation. “You can’t walk right now, so I have to go get you your food and medication, okay?” It helps him remember that you’re not doing this because you look down on him, but it’s literally something you have to do for his health. When you’re not busy running errands for him, you spend time with him in bed snuggled up under the covers, or just hanging out. It makes him feel better with you there by his side, letting him paint your nails or style your hair to distract from the shitty situation.*he has a bad day > It’s not uncommon for Mello to come home in a flurry of emotions after a rough day. Most of the time, he’s pissed off at someone or something. That’s why it’s so important to him that you listen to him. Listen to his rants while cuddled on the couch, his head in your lap while your fingers stroke through strands of his hair. Listen to his tirade about the guy at the coffee shop who got his order wrong again, and then his dramatic story about the bitch who cut him off while driving home — listen to all the little things that added up while he was already feeling worthless that day. He values being heard so much, so when you give him signs that you took in everything he said, whether that’s making comments throughout his stories or offering a second opinion, his heart will warm in a matter of seconds and, after that, the little problems don’t mean anything anymore.*she has a bad day > He completely understands the feeling of coming home and thinking “wow what a shitstorm of a day”. He empathizes with you a ton. He can’t really verbalize that though. He doesn’t like getting all mushy and talking about feelings (as much as it would benefit him). So when Mello senses that you’re angry, bummed, or just plain exhausted, he’ll say the first thing that comes to mind, “Who do I have to fight to make you feel better?” Give him someone to fight and he’ll actually start putting on his jacket but will immediately stop and wrap it around you instead if you say you were kidding (If you weren’t he’d actually go beat the shit out of someone like he wasn’t joking either). He pulls you over to the nearest couch or bed so you can get comfortable, turns the fan on/off to make it the temperature you prefer, and insists you keep his jacket since you like it so much. If you comment about how attentive and caring he’s being he’ll just say “I know” and move on. Truly does show how he’s more of an actions than words kinda guy, though. He then asks if you want to talk about it. If you do, he is the most attentive listener and hype man, it’s unbelievable. if you start ranting, he’s there to agree with your points, listen to your worries, and trash talk anyone who treated you poorly.losing her > Beads of sweat rolled down Mello’s face as his mind witnessed brutal images of his lifeless partner. The nightmare was screaming, but reality registered those screams as small murmurs to which Murray most definitely noticed. It took all but seconds before Mello’s teary eyes snapped open along with his awakened body jolting up. Nothing seemed to wake Murray up faster as her partner immediately engulfed her in the tightest embrace possible, silent sobs rocking his body. Murray took the situation into account and held her partner just as tight. As soon as the sobbing subsided, she began to softly sing their favorite lullaby to her lover. After a few minutes, she watched as Mello’s swollen, reddened eyes fell with sleep.*he has a nightmare > It’s foggy. No. It’s smoky. I can’t see what’s around me. I can’t see a way out. Is there a way out? It’s hot. Very hot. The flames touch me. I can’t feel them. They’re too hot. I’m outside. I don’t remember how I got here. How did I get here? My skin feels wrong. No. I can’t feel my skin at all. It’s raining. I’m wet. No. I’m… Mello awoke with a gasp. His body was drenched in a sweat that only panic can bring on. He ran his hand through his hair, removing the dampened strands that clung to his face. The sheets were soaked. He was soaked. He rubbed his face and groaned as he peeled himself off the mattress. “Melly, you ok, Honey?” They turned over to look at him. “Yeah. Freaking dreams again, but I’m fine.” He was sorry he woke them. He didn’t like looking weak and having nightmares was something little kids suffer from. “You want to talk to me?” “Nope. I’m gonna shower, though. I feel nasty.” Knowing Mello as well as they do, they knew not to push it, but there were other ways to care for him after an episode like this. They got up and listened for the water to start running. Quickly, they stripped the mattress and put fresh sheets on. No one wanted to get back into a sweat-dampened bed. Aside from it being uncomfortable, it would just remind Mello of his dreams. They went to the kitchen and got him a glass of water for his nightstand. He was going to be thirsty when he calmed down. They opened the top drawer of their dresser and grabbed a king-size chocolate bar and put it with the water. Then they quietly got back into bed as though they had been there the whole time. Mello knew better. He slinked up next to them and spooned them, making him feel like the protector, even though it was really making him feel safe. “Thank you.” Was all he said. “Anytime, Melly. Anytime.”glad you're here > “Dammit!” Murray heard Mello shout from the living room, jolting her away from the book she was reading in her position curled up on the bed. She tentatively closed it and left the room, making her way to Mello and jumping when she saw him throw a punch at the wall, leaving a dent in the plaster. “Hey, is everything okay?” she asked hesitantly, and he shot around to glare at her. “Does it look like everything’s okay?!” he snapped. A moment later, he released a heavy sigh. “I didn’t mean to yell,” he said, lowering his tone considerably. Murray walked over to him, taking his hand in hers. “It’s okay. I was about to take a bath, want to come?” she offered, and he gave a small nod. A small smile turned up the corners of his lips, but he quickly hid it and followed her into the bathroom. She drew a bath and the two of them stepped inside, the water enveloping her in its warm embrace. Murray rested her hands on Mello’s tense shoulders, softly massaging them until he began to relax under her touch. “That feels nice,” he commented, closing his eyes and leaning back against her. A small smile graced her lips, and she pressed a gentle kiss to his. “I don’t know what you were stressed about, but it’ll work out,” Murray assured him, and he nodded. “Yeah. You’re right. And it doesn’t matter anyway, as long as I have you around to give me baths and massages.” He smirked and she flicked water at him playfully. “Really, though. I’m glad you’re here,” he said, and she smiled. “I’m glad you’re here, too.”

CELEBRATIONS . . .

*christmas > Mello’s family used to celebrate Christmas diligently. And even though he doesn’t have the best of memories connected to his family, the Christmas season has always been a time when his family would mend itself, at least for a while, and he could focus on simply being a kid with presents and food and joy. It kind of catches you off guard when he’s so passionate about Christmas, but in a good way. Considers “Die Hard” a Christmas movie. He tries so hard to get you something you’d like, but the poor thing honestly isn’t that great at gift giving. He probably overthinks it too and stresses himself out so much before resorting to a gift card. And he’d feel extra shitty if you get him a really sentimental or expensive gift. Like one time you got him this really sick pocket knife that was coated with matt black and engraved with gold on the blade. But other times…you get burnt out too. “Okay, so I’m really sorry” “Me too.” “But I couldn’t really think of anything good enough for you this year.” “Yep, same.” “So I got you this gift card” “ME TOO—“ The time you spend together is better than any gift card though. He’s a competitive decorator… Like…COMPETITIVE. He tries to outdo anyone who lives nearby. One time he blew a fuse both literally and figuratively trying to win a made up Christmas lights competition with the neighbors. If you think Mello isn’t going to be drinking an entire store’s stock of hot chocolate, you are dead wrong. “I’m getting into the spirit of the holiday” “Do not tell me you wouldn’t down a gallon of hot chocolate on any other regular day. This ain’t special.”*her birthday > Two words; surprise party. The night usually ends with her presents and anything she desires from him. Anything.he forgets too lollolol. again — he’s simply busy. one day you casually mention it being your birthday in a conversation and he just kinda freezes like “….oh shit.” but he has to remain calm. He’s supposed to be the best boyfriend anyone ever did see! How would it fair for that reputation if he admits he FORGOT your birthday!? Not well at all. So he has to make due with the time he has in order to get you something you’ll like. of course that is easier said than done and he really only ends up getting you something he likes. took the “if it was my birthday, what would I want?” Method of picking out a gift a little too far. he got you chocolates. he decides to present them to you when he gets home that night and you’re not really surprised (or expecting much) so you take the free candy and give Mello a kiss in return. his natural actions always speak louder than his carefully calculated ones, so he pretty much makes up for his slip ups while you’re cuddled on the couch later that evening. He’s running his fingers up and down your spine, holding you to his side. He finds the right time during the movie you’re watching to nuzzle into your neck and mumble his admission that he forgot your birthday. you don’t hesitate to forgive him…or admit you knew that all along.*his birthday > “What do you want for your birthday?” “Just you and some chocolate."He was not expecting anything at all. He really didn’t want anything to celebrate his birthday but he did think that you might try something like this so he explicitly asked you not to do anything. But that wouldn’t be any fun. Mello would act as if whatever you’ve planned for him has completely ruined all of the ~~imaginary~~ plans he had for the day, but he’d really just be basking in the fact that you even remembered. He’d finally loosen up once you’re back at home, alone together. He’d whisper a sincere thank you against your ear as he held you to his chest, happy that you went through so much trouble just for him. He knows he doesn’t deserve you but he’s not gonna let you slip away.she forgets > God forbid. He'd be so mad at her, and it would turn into a huge argument.

she forgets their anniversary > God forbid. He'd be so mad at her, and it would turn into a huge argument.

QUALITY TIME

DATES . . .

ideal > His ideal date is staying inside and watching an action movie. Mello and Murray would most likely take a long, relaxing bath together. When they got out, they’d get something small to eat with some coffee at the local café.max brenner > Murray had thought of the perfect date for herself and Mello. A restaurant filled with chocolate! However, she wanted it to be a surprise, so she called Mello and told him to get to her house. “What’s with the blindfold?” Mello asked as Murray wrapped black felt around his eyes. “It’s a surprise, and one you’ll love!” she said, kissing his cheek. She heard him scoff, but she knew once they got there, he’d be happy. Murray drove slowly just to taunt him, and she gently took his hand, leading him into the restaurant. He sniffed. “I smell chocolate.” “That’s because…” She took off his blindfold and relished in his look of amazement. Before she knew it, he was spinning Myrrh around and making her nearly kick a waiter. “Best. Date. Ever,” he said between kisses.

HANGING OUT . . .

night > They go on midnight motorcycle rides. Mello loves her red cheeks and nose when it’s cold.relax > He was probably sprawled out in the couch, thinking about who knows what. Being kind of lazy, mostly. So, Murray walked over to him and sat really closely. Mello just smiled at her and put his arms over her shoulders, bringing her closer. Realizing that Murray had gotten cold, he allowed her to gather some warmth from him. They just hung out together like that. Mostly in silence, but with lots of absent yet loving gestures and caresses.*free time > If you can cook or bake he likes it when you take him through recipes with chocolate as the main ingredient, lava cake especially! Might have to put out a few fires but it’s fine. he likes making the most of the free time he gets with you, so you’ll usually find yourself out and about. like there’s this one ice cream shop in the city that he loves, claiming they’re the only ones that get their chocolate fudge just the way he likes it with bits of fudge in the ice cream. He takes you there on his motorcycle whenever the time’s right. random ass competitions are also a common occurrence. “I bet I can finish my ice cream faster than you can.” “Which one of us do you think can scream the loudest?” And “Nah, I can hold my liquor better than you.” Are just a few examples.chocolate chip cookies > Mello perked up when he saw Murray bring in grocery bags with numerous baking essentials to the mafia hideout. He became especially excited when he saw a bag of chocolate chips peeking out. “What’s all this for, Murray?” Mello asked, wrapping his arms around her waist. She turned around to give him a hasty kiss and smile. “We’re going to bake cookies. Double chocolate chip cookies.” Mello gave a little squeal before taking the grocery bags and running to the kitchen to get started. “Ok, what do we do first?” he asked, laying everything out on the counter. She looked at the instructions she found in a cookbook. “First, we preheat the oven to three-hundred seventy-five— Mello! Don’t eat all the chocolate chips!” Murray wasn’t that surprised to turn around and see him already eating the mini chocolate chips. Baking only took about forty minutes. When the cookies came out, Mello could barely hold himself back from snatching a cookie and taking a bite from it. He smiled, clearly enjoying the taste of the double chocolate chip cookies. Matt came in, greedily taking a cookie. Before they knew it, everyone in the mafia had come in to eat the cookies they’d made.scary movie pt 1 > The credits started to scroll off the screen. “It was just a movie… right? T-They were just actors, right?” Mello looked at Murray, amused by the way her voice trembled as she spoke. “Yeah, besides the visual effects were shit… wait, did you hear that?” At these last words his facial expression changed to become slightly gloomier. “What???” she said, visibly scared, getting on guard. "That noise… was… was it a scream?“ “I didn’t hear anything.” He looked back at Murray with crazy eyes. A moment of silence and then he screamed to purposely scare her, and a scream was his response. “You are such a dick!” she said, hitting him with one of the pillows. “Maybe, but nothing is going to happen because of it.” He smiled at Murray as she faked being mad. The truth was, she couldn’t be scared as long as he was beside her.scary movie pt 2 > “Fuck!” Mello shouted as a jump scare occurred in the movie the two were watching. Murray couldn’t help but release a laugh at his reaction, especially after he'd acted so high, mighty, and fearless when she’d decided to watch a horror movie that night. “Is everything alright, babe?” she asked, amusement coloring her tone. He grumbled something unintelligible, crossing his arms and sinking back into the couch. “Sorry, what was that?” Murray prompted. “I said, it just took me by surprise,” he snapped, cheeks flushed. Grinning, she rested her head on his shoulder. “We don’t have to keep watching it if you’re scared,” Murray told him with a smile in her voice, and he rolled his eyes, wrapping his arms around her. “I’m not scared,” he muttered under his breath, though his pounding heartbeat and tight grip on her begged to differ. “Don’t worry, I promise you’re safe from the monsters,” Murray teased. “But seriously, we can watch something else if you want,” she added. He shook his head firmly, a stony expression etched into his features. “No way,” he said. “I’m going to finish this damn movie.”scary movie pt. 3 > Mello’s smile had been wiped completely off his face as soon as the movie began to play. He was scared. The complete look of terror on his face was enough to tell Murray that. He was trying very hard to come off as calm up as the movie started getting scarier and scarier, he was losing it. A sly smile fell on her lips. “Mello? We can turn it off if you’re scared.” If she did turn it off, she wouldn’t complain, but her suggestion was more of a challenge. Mello glance to her, grateful for an excuse to look away from the screen. “I’m not scared, are you?” he challenged. “You’re shaking,” Murray teased. He licked his lips nervously. “I’m just cold. Come here.” He pulled her closer to himself, so she was in his lap and wrapped the blanket from the back of the couch and wrapped it around the both of her. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, pressing a kiss there. He felt much better with Murray closer to him.

ACTS OF SERVICE

DOMESTIC . . .

chores > Both Mello and Murray take turns cooking every night. They share the cleaning responsibilities evenly, as well.

RECEIVING GIFTS

PRESENTS . . .

gloves > Mello sauntered towards the mafia headquarters exit, whistling as he adjusted his sleeve absent-mindedly. Rod Ross observed him carefully, a smug smile slowly creeping along his face. “Lookin’ good, kid.” Mello shot him a disgusted look, not bothering to retaliate beyond that. “You headin’ out? Those gloves really suit you by the way. Ya’ knit them yourself?” He chuckled. Much to his amusement, this seemed to catch Mello’s full attention. “No. Murray made them. Gotta problem with that?” “No, no. No problem. Maybe you wanna grab a scarf, too? A little wooly hat to keep your ears warm? Or are Murray’s talents limited to pretty little gloves?” Suddenly, Mello was right in front of Rod’s face, his eyes narrowed in fury. His hands gripped him by the collar, pulling him close so they were bumping noses. “How about you back off. Have you forgotten how I handle people who get in my way? Or rather, in your case, on my nerves? I won’t hesitate to beat you senseless while wearing the gift my wonderful partner gave me. Understand?”promise accessory > Murray gives him a necklace. It’s a small link gold chain that doesn’t compete with the crucifix he already wears. It isn’t flashy, but they both know the sentimental value behind it and Mello never takes it off.

CLOTHES . . .

wearing his > He’s like '??? These are mine???' But he wouldn’t mind her borrowing his clothes at all; in fact, he would encourage it. He’d shower her with compliments and can’t help but blush. Lowkey loves seeing her in his hoodies, though, and would find her in leather (or lace) extremely hot.

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION

NICKNAMES . . .

for him >

LOVE
LOSER
BOSS

If Murray refers to him as MEL or MELLS, he's reduced to a stuttering mess, half-heartedly telling her to shut up.

for her > My god, around his mafia guys, expect to be called anything that signifies that she's his and only so. Something like MY LOVE or really anything with ‘my’ in front of it. She’d think he does this because of his natural protectiveness, which is only partially true. It also serves as a way to let all the mafioso know that she's in fact dating Mello and that harming her will directly go against the code of loyalty. However, after the explosion, Murray finds these nicknames come less and less, limited only to the times the two of them are alone together. His view on nicknames becomes similar to his view on PDA, except rather than “I’d look like a fool being seen next to you,” it’s more of a “I don’t deserve to call you mine” type mentality. Still very similar, and a similar approach can be taken to assure him that she doesn’t think that way at all — calling him by affectionate names herself, especially some dumb ones just to make him laugh.

LOVE
BABE
HOTSHOT
BEAUTIFUL

[PHONE: Bael or Chocolate Chip]

COMPLIMENTS . . .

calling him cute > Mello would scowl at Murray, which would make her laugh, and then tell her that he’s not cute. She'd then repeatedly call him cute and adorable until he shut her up by kissing her.

FLIRTING . . .

pick-up line > “Hey, Mello, can I borrow a quarter?” Murray asked him as he sat down across from her at the kitchen table. “What for, Murray?” he asked, a little hesitant. What did she need a quarter for? They were just sitting around the house; nothing required quarters. “Because I told my parents I’d call them after I met the man of my dreams.” At her response, Mello broke out in a laughing fit. He stood up to find her a quarter, quickly tossing one her way. He came up behind her, turning her chair so she was facing him. “So, I’m the man of your dreams, you say?” he asked, still smiling. Murray nodded as he pressed his forehead against hers. “Well, I’m glad to hear that. I’m pleased to say you’re the woman of my dreams, as well.”clumsy > Murray was not exactly a graceful person. She knew that much about herself, and certainly it was no secret to Mello. So, when she tripped into him headlong, sprawling him out across the floor, he was more amused than anything else. She smacked his chest and scrambled off of him, cheeks flaming angrily as he laughed, eyes crinkling together in a way she hadn’t seen in God knows how long. He pulled Murray back down and kissed her cheek fondly before sitting up with a smirk. “Well, babe, I’m glad you fell for me.”

I LOVE YOU . . .

first time > His arm wound around Murray’s waist with a practiced ease, masking the slight nervousness he was feeling. She turned to look at him, her welcoming smile slipping into an almost quizzical expression. “What’s wrong?” He blinked, caught off guard. “What? Nothing, why would anything be wrong?” Murray raised an eyebrow. “You’re nervous about something, I can just tell.” He fumbled slightly, and she rolled her eyes. “So, what is it?” He set his jaw and pulled Murray forward into a kiss. She returned it, waiting for him to say what he’d been meaning to. When he pulled away, his face was red, and his eyes were cast sideways so as not to meet hers. “I love you, okay?” The words were forceful, almost defensive. She laughed softly and pulled him into another kiss. “Okay.”He wasn’t doing anything spectacular or out of the ordinary when she realized it. He was just sitting on the couch talking about something or other. Without thinking, Murray completely cut him off; “I love you.” He stopped mid-sentence and looked her over. The words weren’t foreign, just unfamiliar. “Do you mean that?” She frowned at the disbelief in his voice. “Of course, I do.” A small, genuine smile broke out on his face, and he wrapped his arms around Murray. “I love you, too.”tracing > They'd been talking for hours now, half-whispers in the dark drawing on late into the night. It must've been around three in the morning when a hush lulled over them. Not wanting the conversation to end, Murray stroked his back lightly, making him laugh gently. “What are you doing, love?” “You’ll see,” she told him, and he lay still as she brushed the words into his back. The corners of his mouth twitched up, and he meshed his fingers with hers. “I love you,” he breathed, and Murray tightened her grip on his hand.

PHYSICAL TOUCH

*CONTACT . . .

miscellaneous > Mello enjoys surprising her with neck kisses, hugs from behind, etc. Falling into Murray's arms after a long, hard day is his definition of bliss. His favorite places to be touched affectionately are his face and thighs.chocolate on her mouth > He wouldn’t even think of what to do with her; by instinct, he'd know. Murray + chocolate = dangerous combination. He'd slam her against the wall to kiss her passionately… they’d probably end up doing it right there.For most of his life, Mello was very touch adverse. Between the rather sterile learning of Wammy’s to life after running away, he didn’t have much physical contact other than Matt, and they weren’t the cuddliest of pals. So it truly came as a surprise to him with how much he loved your warmth, your touch against him. From the first time your palm would gently cup his face and he couldn’t help but lean into you, he knew he was hooked. He would tell himself not to in public, not to make you a liability in his enemies eyes, but always cracked and held your hand in his, thumb caressing yours all the while, spending all the time he could at hideouts being tucked safely in your arms. Mello isn’t good with words or actions, or expressing himself very well at all, but each time he sinks into your embrace with a content sigh and fully opening himself to your affection, you know how much it means to him.It had been days since you last saw Mello. He was always so dedicated to his work, which you didn't mind too much, but that didn't mean you didn't miss and worry about him. You had woken up due to noises coming from the kitchen. Pulling out a gun from the nightstand next to your bed, you slowly walked out of your room and down the hall. You turned around the corner into the kitchen, held the gun up to whoever it was in the kitchen and slowly started walking forward. "I don't know what you're doing, but you came to the wrong house." Whoever it was threw their hands up in the air, chuckling. You knew who it was right away. "You caught me, babe," he said, turning around. The gun was thrown onto the table immediately and you ran into his arms. "I missed you," you said before kissing him on the lips. "I missed you, too. Now let's go lay down, I've never been so tired in my entire life." he said, carrying you into the bedroom where you both stayed for a while.

DISPLAYS OF AFFECTION . . .

public > He hates PDA. Even hand holding in public makes him uncomfortable. Lots of little touches. Like sitting down close to each other. So, their bodies touch. Or softly bumping or nudging the other. Just many tiny gestures like those.

While Mello was spending most of his time in the Mafia hideout, he absolutely adored showing you off in front of all his goons. They’d whoop and whistle as he placed an intense greeting kiss to your lips when you arrived, and you could tell he was thriving from not only the attention, but also these powerful Mafia members acknowledging the fact that you’re with Mello, none of them can lay a finger on you without getting absolutely wrecked.
But, as his physical and psychological state dwindled after the explosion and the scar on his face became the first thing people usually saw, he started liking pda a lot less. It made him paranoid that he’d look like a fool cozying up to you when his face looked the way that it did, which led to irritation and then to him just avoiding PDA altogether. It hurt your heart to see him so...defeated, wondering where his bite went. So, if you start to initiate PDA, pointedly giving his scar some extra love, he would be gently eased back into his more confident nature, but it will take time and a lot of patience.

around matt > Mello had shooed away Matt when he’d found Murray sitting on the couch with him. He'd pulled her onto his lap and that’s where she was now, just sitting curled up in Mello’s lap. His arms were around her waist and hers were around his middle and her head was laid in the crook of his neck. “You didn’t have to send Matt away,” Murray commented. Mello glanced down at her gently and made her face him fully. “I wanted to just spend time with you. Besides, Matt doesn’t like seeing me do this.” He pressed his lips to hers. “He thinks it’s gross.” Murray giggled and kissed him again. Suddenly, she didn’t care that Matt had been kicked out of the main room, not as long as she got to be with Mello like this.

HANDS . . .

He has a love hate relationship with his scar, he thinks it makes him look badass but at the same time he’s positive you think its gross. So, place kisses on his scar or trace your hand on it.

HAIR . . .

ginger > Mello doesn’t mind when Murray plays with his hair; in fact, he actually kind of likes it. Scalp massages are always welcome. If Murray runs her fingers through his hair, he will melt.[h/c] > He likes to mess around with her hair, putting it in different styles. Also loves stroking her hair, it’s therapeutic to him.

HUGGING . . .

firm > Hugs Murray a tad bit tighter than necessary.

CUDDLING . . .

close > He honestly loves cuddling? Like, a lot. Mello's a sucker for cuddles. He’ll ask for cuddles no matter what, really. He could be shaking in her arms, the tremors ranging from seething anger to choked sobs, or he could be too tired to even move a muscle. Her hold on him could be gentle while rocking back and forth, or vice-like as her arms clamp tight around him. He just needs to know she’s there and that she cares. Feeling Murray so close to him leaves him with the cutest smile painted permanently on his face. When it comes to cuddling, he practically becomes Murray’s mattress; she lays on top of him as he wraps his arms around her, her head resting on his chest so she can hear his heart beating. He likes to be cuddled in silence, just enjoying that person’s company. Definitely cuddles while "Electric Love" plays in the background.

SLEEPING . . .

issues > Mello always comes to sleep with her when he can’t sleep. This “tough guy” loves to be the little spoon. Most think it’s the other way around, but he really just needs someone to hug him and hold him close at night. Now, don’t get me wrong, he'd never admit this to anyone. Mello is the epitome of “Are you the little spoon or the big spoon?” “I’m a KNIFE.” “He’s the little spoon.” She'd usually press her face into the back of his neck while she spoons him, leaving kisses occasionally if Mello can’t get to sleep or seems restless.falling asleep on him > He side-glanced at Murray, his eyebrows furrowed as she slumped against his shoulder roughly. He froze like that, not sure how to react at first. “Uhm… Murray?” No response. He sighed heavily, lifting her from him forcibly but as gently as he could manage. Her face contorted into an uncomfortable frown as she groaned in dissatisfaction, making his arms grow more limp in response. Murray collapsed against him again, this time more securely with her head under his chin. “Murray, I know you’re awake,” he sighed. No response. “If you’re tired, you should just go to bed.” “You’re way more comfortable,” she mumbled against his chest, wrapping her arms around his torso. He could feel his cheeks going red as he rested his hand on her back with a small frown, not bothering to answer that.*offended ™. if you guys aren’t in a relationship he’d just be kinda pissed off but would still move you gently to lay somewhere else. if you guys are in a relationship he would probably still move you because i feel like this man is incapable of staying still so he’d probably wouldn’t want to wake you up by keeping you on his shoulder. that or he would wrap an arm around you if you guys are just chilling and wouldn’t think much of it. omg what if he like moved your legs to where they were draped over his lap to make it more comfortable for you- i want him to kiss the top of my head. (ಥ﹏ಥ)morning > He felt Murray stirring around and before she could even push the blanket off, he was draped over her, his head resting above her heart and a satisfied smirk plastered on his face. “Mello,” she whined, trying to shove him off. It was hard enough for her to get up in the morning without the blond keeping her there. “Stay for a while longer, Murray,” he murmured, and then he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close into his arms. It was the end of any argument she might have made.waking him up > “Come on, get up!” Murray stood at the foot of the bed, hands on her hips as she stared at her lazy boyfriend buried under the blankets. She'd been up for an hour and a half and was starting to get lonely. He didn’t respond beyond a frustrated groan and a dismissive wave of his hand and Murray wasn't satisfied. “Come on, you lazy lil’ shit, it’s the afternoon now, time to rise and shine!” “Fuck oofffff!” She sighed, the corners of her mouth curling upwards. Murray’s hands grabbed at the blankets, beginning to tug them away from Mello’s body but his hands found hers quickly, gripping them as he half sat up to look her dead in the eye. “Don’t you dare.” “Get up.” “No.” She pouted, shooting him an exasperated look but his eyes remained unamused. “Mihael!” “Murray!” They both attempted to hide their smiles, failing quite miserably. “If you don’t get up, I— Hey!” Suddenly, Murray was tugged down towards the mass of pillows and blankets Mello now inhabited and he chuckled softly. He locked her in his arms, her squirming half-heartedly against him. “Dammit,” she muttered, accepting defeat and burying her head in his chest. He hummed triumphantly, pressing a light kiss to her hair. “Love you, too.”waking her up > Mello would hate having to wake Murray, but he knew that it didn’t take much to do so, and he used this to his advantage. He'd shift around next to her, waking her up so he could apologize for waking her and say it was an accident. Murray, of course, would figure out what he was doing and tell him that she wouldn’t mind even if he slapped her awake. Being told that, he'd still deny waking her on purpose, making her giggle at her stubborn boyfriend.

*KISSING . . .

lips > Along with his chocolate-tasting lips, his kisses are long. Intense and fast, would pull Murray close by the waist, probably would happen just out of the blue. It would be a lie if anyone said he wasn’t passionate about kissing. Despite Mello being a real ‘tough guy’, he’s really gentle when it comes to kissing Murray. He'll always find a way to make out with Murray, but if she doesn’t want to, he’ll happily stop.

Mello’s kisses are hard and passionate. They’re also few and far between. He tries totake charge during the kiss. He usually holds his lover extremely close tohimself when he kisses them.
His kisses are always passionate and deep. It’s like every emotion he feels towards you is being expressed through one action, it’s enough to make you blissfully dizzy.
Mello kisses go for it immediately! They are firm, yet tender. They taste chocolatey, but a tiny bit gross from the cocoa residue in his mouth. His lips are warm and very soft. He takes them in his arms and he kisses with fervor, his tongue mingling with theirs. They would hop up and wrap their legs around him, and he would carry them somewhere they can continue more comfortably, their lips never leaving each other’s.

body > Mello absolutely loves forehead kisses, but neck kisses are his favorite. Mello would love kissing her stomach. Every time he'd do it, she'd giggle. He'd do this because he'd love to remind Murray that she's beautiful in every way and is perfect to him. Mello loves to tease Murray, especially by kissing along her jawline as she tries to read.unexpected > Mello sits on the couch, lazily sprawled out, aggressively biting chunks out of a chocolate bar. His love sits next to him and takes the chocolate from him. At first, he frowns, a clear “what the hell” behind the look, but suddenly her lips are on his, the taste of milk chocolate mingling between them. He runs his hands up Murray's back and hold her close against himself, wanting to prolong the kiss as long as possible. He much prefers this to eating chocolate.

SENSUAL

PROLOGUE

ORIENTATION: 🅔XPERIENCE: FIRST ORGASM: 🅙ERK-OFF: 🅨EARNING: Contrary to popular belief, it’s fairly average. It’s hard to think about with all he has going on. The catch, though, is when he wants some, he gets some. No hesitation.🅜OTIVATION: It’s simple; when you’re eating something that melts, it drips down your arm; what do you do? Lick it up, of course. Every time that happens, Myrrh can see Mello fidgeting around as his mind spirals down into dirty thoughts. Loves seeing Myrrh covered in bites and hickeys. As long as it’s not extremely serious, he can get aroused by violence and teasing.🅧-RAY: 🅖ROOMED: 🅑ODY PART: LEGS BREASTS butts || Her legs.

ACT 1

AROUSED: 🅞RAL: Equally enjoys giving and receiving. However, he'll get bored pretty easily if his partner isn’t skilled enough.When he had told Myrrh he wouldn’t mind waking up to her giving him head, he had been joking. Mostly. However, when he actually woke up to her mouth wrapped around him, his head nearly roughing the back of her throat, he nearly came then and there. Definitely unexpected, but what else could he expect from her?

ACT 2

🅠UICKIE: 🅟OSITION: Doggy-style. Completely and 100% dominant.🅛OCATION: ATMOSPHERE: 🅘NTIMACY: 🅖OOFY: 🅡ISK: 🅚INKS: He adores feeling his partner’s nails digging into his back. He can be quite rough during sex and tries to make the experience as pleasurable as possible, so this gesture is further reassurance of that.

...

Hair-pulling, spanking, being spanked, bondage, straps, blindfolds, lingerie (as long as it’s leather), dirty talking (what comes out of his mouth during sex is absolutely filthy). He owns a jar of chocolate paste for the one day Myrrh decides to let him lick it off her.🅣OYS: 🅝O: 🅟ACE: 🅤NFAIR: Huge tease. Also likes being a little to “comfortable” around Myrrh to get her embarrassed. Talking, eye contact, prolonging orgasm and orgasm denial.🅥OLUME: Tries to suppress moans but ends up making high-pitched grunts and whimpers; he’s very loud in bed and completely embarrassed about it.🅢TAMINA: 🅒UM: Will get embarrassed and scold Myrrh if she swallows his cum, but secretly thinks it’s the hottest thing.

ACT 3

🅐FTERCARE: 🅩ZZ:

EPILOGUE

DIRTY SECRET:
INNOCENT ACCIDENT: He held back a groan as Myrrh ground against him again. She had sat down in his lap, draping herself over him only to start fidgeting almost immediately. Mello was just starting to think she would never get comfortable when she froze and glanced down before meeting his eye. He glared when Myrrh smirked and carefully did it again before getting up. She pecked him lightly on the lips before waltzing out of the room.

Mello:5.2"

A - Aftercare

(what they're like after sex)

(Before / During the Kira Case) Mello has never been the most affectionate person and, as such, he's not the best when it comes to aftercare. Sometimes he'll make an effort to clean you both up or he'll stay with you until you both fall asleep, but more often than not he leaves pretty soon after to carry on with his work.

(After the Kira Case) After facing a lot of losses and trauma throughout the duration of the case, Mello became more willing to be intimate. As such, he'll take his time to clean you and hold you close as he tells you, rather tiredly, how much he cares, how sorry he is for what he's done in the past and how grateful he is that you stayed by his side.

B - Body Part

(their favourite body part of their partner and themselves)

Mello has an immense inferiority complex that feeds into his sense of self; affecting how he views his mind, body and general person. However, if you pressed him to choose a favourite part, he'd likely pick his hands; they're what he uses to harm people, to please you, to call others to do his bidding and more. To him, they're symbols of his strength and his capabilities towards pleasing his lover.

On you, he'd be quick to choose...

(Fem!Reader) your chest! Whether it's big or small, round or flat, perky or no; Mello is a boob guy and he absolutely loves yours. If you'll allow him to, he'll rest his head on them during calmer moments and grope them during sex/foreplay.

(Masc!Reader) your ass! He just loves how it looks and will absolutely admire how your clothing hugs or accentuates it and will (with your permission) use slapping/pinching/groping it as a form of teasing and/or foreplay.

(NB!Reader) your stomach! During quieter moments he'll rest his head on your stomach and talk to you about his plans, his hopes and frustrations. During heated moments, however, he'll be leaving a trail of bites and hickeys across the surface as he inches closer to where you need him most; seeing just how bruised and marked up you are the morning after never fails to make him smirk.

(Trans Fem!Reader) your legs! Whether he's resting on them, wrapping them around his waist, grabbing them whilst ramming into you or encouraging you to rest them on his shoulders during foreplay, Mello's almost always touching them. He just finds them (and the rest of you, as a matter of fact) gorgeous.

(Trans Masc!Reader) your lips! Whether you're complimenting him, just chatting about anything and everything, going off on him or someone else, kissing him or whether they're wrapped around his dick, Mello loves looking at your lips. He loves their colour, their shape and what you can do with them and he often catches himself just staring at them and imagining less than savoury things at almost all times of the day.

C - Cum

(anything to do with cum)

When he cums, Mello cums quite a bit and it's very thin and runny and is slightly bitter and salty to the taste.

He prefers to cum on his favourite part of you, so either your chest, your ass, your legs, your stomach or in your mouth/on your face. Mello just likes the way it looks and it does wonders for his ego to see you covered in his release.

D - Dirty Secret

(self explanatory-any dirty secret of theirs)

Although he usually takes on the dominant role in your sex life (it's an ego thing), he does have a fantasy where you take the reins completely and dominate him however you wish.

E - Experienced

(how experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

Mello has spent most of his life attempting to prove his worth intellectually so, I don't believe that he would have had the time to experiment sexually (especially because of the Kira case and his own grief). Though I do think that he may have had one or two sexual partners in the past to blow off steam (he was a teenage boy once). So, all in all, not really the most experienced but not a virgin either.

F - Favourite Position

(what their favourite position is)

This depends on you as his partner and what part of you he prefers consequently. So, as such, I'll list them appropriately...

(Fem!Reader) Cowgirl. Here, as you ride him, he gets a wonderful view (you bouncing up and down on his cock) and access to your chest, which is net positive for Mello.

(Masc!Reader) Doggy Style. Here, he has a perfect view of your ass and has access to it to slap and grope it during the act.

(NB!Reader) Missionary. Here, he can be slightly more affectionate and can just be close to you as to better see, feel and hear you as you cum at his discretion.

(Trans Fem!Reader) Standing. Here, he can be as rough as he wants as he holds you up, grabbing one leg and wrapping it around his waist as he pounds into you - keeping you as close as he needs whilst getting a wonderful eyeful.

(Trans Masc!Reader) Against the Wall / Sitting on a Surface. Here, he'll wrap your legs around his waist and hold you up, positioning himself in such a way that you're all but screaming his name whilst he admires every expression you make.

(General) Regardless of your gender, he'll always be fond of doggy style and missionary and will make use of them regardless.

G - Goofy

(how serious are they in the moment?)

Mello tends to be incredibly serious during sex, focusing on giving and receiving pleasure to either blow off steam and relax or to show how much he cares about you in one of the few ways he can.

H - Hair

(how well groomed are they)

Mello is decently groomed, but he often doesn't have the time to consistently and neatly trim his pubic hair. He has a decent amount of thick, blond hair that is slightly curly and quite short.

I - Intimacy

(how romantic are they in the moment?)

(Before / During the Kira Case) Mello isn't a romantic person in general and this carries through to your sex life in turn. He's an incredibly intelligent person, but his emotions tend to get the better of him and he can't exactly bring himself to let down those walks and be intimate with you. At most he'll kiss you and hold you close, but even that can be quite rare.

(After the Kira Case) After coming to terms with everything that happened to him, Mello began to be more intimate and romantic with you. He'll praise you and touch you gentler than before, but he's still learning and breaking down the walls he put up is a slow and steady process of trail and error and careful tlc.

J - Jack Off

(how often do they masturbate? How?)

Mello doesn't usually have the time or need to masturbate. However, if he's been away from you for a long time or he's just particularly needy, he'll take some time to himself.

When he jacks off, it's a fast and messy process and he's all bitten lips and muffled groans as he quickly and sloppily pumps his shaft. He'll take some time to stimulate the head, but his focus will be on the length of his dick, pumping and stroking with a tight grip as he imagines you there with him, touching him in place of his hand.

K - Kink

(one or more of their kinks)

Mello is quite a kinky individual (a realisation he came to during your relationship) but the main kinks he has are as follows:

Biting / Bruising
Food Play
Domination and Submission
Light Bondage
Blindfolds (on you)
Overstimulation (on you)

L - Location

(favourite places to have sex)

He will take you anywhere you can, but the usual targets are:

His office
Your Bedroom
The Shower
The Kitchen

M - Motivation

(what turns them on)

Almost everything about you gets him riled up, but the easiest way to have him take you to the bedroom are:

Appealing to his ego
Wearing revealing clothing
Getting heated with someone else (even him)
Teasing him (e.g. taking his chocolate and biting it, telling him to retrieve it from between your lips)
Sitting on his lap and interrupting him (kissing, grinding, etc.)

N - NO

(what won't they do in the bedroom?)

There are a few things that Mello outright refuses to entertain the idea of, let alone try out with you. This short list is pretty much limited to things that will permanently or otherwise majorly harm either of you, anything that is incredibly public or that involves anything unsanitary.

O - Oral

(preference in giving or receiving, skill etc)

Mello typically prefers to receive when it comes to oral; he's especially fond of seeing you on your knees with his cock in your mouth as you eagerly do your best to please him.

However, he isn't opposed to giving you oral and he's pretty damn good at it. He'll take his time to analyse your responses and it won't take him long to figure out where to touch you and what will make you squirm/scream/respond to him the most (he is an incredibly intelligent man, after all).

P - Pace

(how fast and rough, or slow and gentle they are)

(Before / During the Kira Case) More often than not, Mello tends to lean towards a faster, harsher pace. For him, sex is a form of stress relief; it's a break from the stress of work and he just enjoys being rougher with you.

(After the Kira Case) Whilst he's still rough and fast with you, Mello became more willing to take his time savouring you and will take part in more slow, gentle sessions with now. Unlike before, sex isn't just stress relief or a way to show his worth, it's a way to be close to you and show you how much he cares and cherishes you (especially after putting you, himself and others in danger due to his own carelessness and pride).

Q - Quickie

(their opinion on quickies, how often etc)

Mello loves quickies! He has quite a high sex drive and too little spare time to engage in longer rounds with you, so quickies are a must for him. They're fast, they can be rough and are the perfect way to blow off steam between meetings, calls and other types of work.

R - Risk

(are they willing to experiment?)

With few exceptions, Mello is always down to experiment and is all for spicing up your sex life in as many ways as possible.

S - Stamina

(how long can they last? How many rounds?)

If he has the time, Mello could last upwards of two or three rounds with you. However, he usually only has time for one or two at the very most as he's usually otherwise tired or preoccupied with work or other such things.

T - Toys

(do they own any toys? do they use them on their partner?)

Linking back to his willingness to experiment, Mello actually owns quite a few toys (though he doesn't use most of them all that often), including an array of:

Dildos
Vibrators
Paddles
Ropes
Handcuffs
Gags
Blindfolds

U - Unfair

(do they like to tease?)

Mello is usually far too needy to tease you. However, if he has the time, or if you've been teasing him throughout the day, he'll take his time to build you up before leaving you wanting; denying you orgasm after orgasm until you're shaking and begging him to let you cum. Though, this side of him doesn't often come out to play unless it's provoked.

V - Vocal

(how loud are they)

On average, Mello falls about midway on the spectrum; he's neither especially vocal nor particularly quiet.

Generally, he'll be letting out an array of unrestrained grunts, groans and moans of your name interspersed with strangled praise ("yes!", "like that!") and shameless cusses. In other words, he makes no effort to silence himself but he's not quite loud enough for people a few rooms down to hear him.

W - Wild Card

(a random headcanon for the character)

Mello would, ideally, like to have a threesome with you and Near just to prove how much better of a lover (and man) he is in comparison to his rival.

X - X-ray

(what's going on under their clothing)

Mello has quite a long shaft, but it's rather slim (little under average girth) and it has a semi prominent vein on its underside. The head is slightly bulbous and is decidedly larger in girth than the rest of the cock - it's also ever so slightly darker in colour.

Y - Yearning

(how often do they want sex?)

Mello has a very very high sex drive and usually wants sex at least once or twice a day - though he usually ignores his urges and pushes them down so that he can focus completely on his work and research throughout the day.

Z - Zzzzzz

(how easily/quickly do they fall asleep after the act?)

(Before / During the Kira Case) More often than not, Mello leaves pretty soon after sex to keep on working. He doesn't have the time to sleep so much; he has to keep working and researching to prove that he's the right successor to L, not Near, after all. There's also a killer to catch, so he can't spare the time to sleep right now!

(After the Kira Case) He tends to stick around after the act, especially if it's coming up to the end of the day, but it takes him a while to fall asleep. Usually, it will take him an hour or so to give into his exhaustion, but occasionally he'll either stay up until the later hours of the night (even into the early hours of the morning, sometimes) or he'll fall asleep pretty much immediately afterwards because he wore himself (and likely you) out.

AFTERCARE: Mello is a very “in the moment” kind of partner. He knows what it’s like to be carried away by your emotions, so he’s very attentive to his partner’s feelings. He’s not much for talking afterwards, so there’s not a lot of questions about how they are or what did and didn’t work for them, but he does tell them how much they mean to him or how good they were. If he thinks they are feeling bad though, he will ask what’s going on and he genuinely cares for their well-being. However he is very good at holding them and making them feel completely loved just with his touch.

He has a tough guy exterior, but is a real softie in the bedroom
He likes both, but would rather give than receive. He wants to please his partner.
Nothing gets him hotter than hearing his partner’s moans and knowing he’s the cause of them.
He would make a really good sub.
He doesn’t need a lot of foreplay, but he’s totally down if his partner wants a lot of it.
Loves having his scars kissed. Nothing makes him feel more wanted and loved than that.
Loves shower sex.
Likes all positions but his favorite is his S/O is on the counter with their legs wrapped around him.

Mello:

Giving-doggy style

Receiving- standing up

Mello is a tough guy, likes it really…nope. He’s a big freaking softie when it comes to sex. He likes to please his partner (he’d make a really good sub). He loves the sounds they make when they’re together because he knows he’s the cause off all their moans and groans. He likes when his lover is into his scars and when they trace the patterns within where his burns have healed because it makes him feel truly loved. To him, this is proof that they accept him and his “deformities” (His partner actually thinks they just add to his hotness).

Foreplay? He doesn’t need it, but he is totally for it if his partner does.

Fave Posititon? On the kitchen counter with his lover’s legs wrapped around his waist.

Cuddles after? Yes, but he isn’t really into pillow talk. He likes to just sit in the quiet and be close with them.

● Mello prefers to receive rather than to give.

● He just loves the feeling of your warm, wet mouth on him. It never fails to get him in the mood for more ~~if that’s what you wanted~~.

● He really appreciates it when you offer to help him release some stress. He won’t tell you but he thinks about it a lot when you’re not with him and he’s having a difficult or tiresome time with something.

● He thinks the sounds and faces you make are the sexiest thing in the world.

● Mello will usually hold your hair back if it ends up covering your eyes but other than that, he’ll let you set your own pace unless he’s especially needy.

● If he’s really desperate or really close, he’ll tangle his hands in your hair and move your head to his own pace until he spends himself into your mouth.

● He loves watching you swallow but he’d never force you to. He just... loves that look in your eyes when you do. It drives him crazy.

• He is passionate to the point of being rough. His thrusts are deep, his caresses are harsh, his kisses become bites. And he can't stop. Mello is too engulfed in the moment to think of anything but how much he loves being with you. Nevertheless, he is always observant of any sign of discomfort and is ready to stop if he thinks he is hurting you.

• Very good at fingering and giving handjobs. His fingertips are calloused —a consequence of all his training with the mafia—, he applies enough pressure, his movements are rhythmical and heavy. Everything combined with his teeth lightly grazing your skin. Mello is sure to make you cum with that.

• Makes sure his partner has at least two orgasms. He considers it a matter of pride: you are never going to sub-estimate him. Also, there something alluring on your eyes when the coil forms in your lower abdomen and your lungs become heavy. He loves to know he can undo you so easily.

• Mello's aftercare is very tender, but only if he cares about you. He is not against one night stands, they are a perfect way to release tension, but he is not going to stay after everything is over. However, if he loves you, he can't but let his lips graze your skin as he whispers sweet words. His arms lightly wrapped around you, your hair making his nose tingle. And then everything is warm and soft.

MORNGING AFTER

Mello: You woke up slowly, feeling someone pulling you into them. Your eyes fluttered open only to meet the gaze of Mello. A small smile forming on your lips as your arms wrapped around his neck. “Good morning.”

“Morning.” He grumbled sleepily, pressing his lips to yours and trailing them down your jaw line to your neck. His actions pulling giggles past your lips. “How are you this morning?” He asked, gently kissing the marks he’d bruised your skin with the night before.

“I’m fine, how are you?” You asked as he moved to kiss you again.

A coy smirk played at his lips as he pulled you into him, “I woke up next to you, how do you think I am?”

TAKING VIRGINITYMello: Mello would try to be as considerate as possible. He’d ask you every once in a while if you were okay and then if you were sure. He didn’t want to hurt you. FIRST TIME GIVING ORALMello: Mello wasalmost rough about it. He’d hold onto your hips tightly, ensuring there wouldbe bruises there the next day. He wouldn’t really tease, rather he’d do hisbest to try and please you.

FUTURE

MOVING IN

Mello seemed so particularly happy today that it weirded her out. He was sharing his chocolate with her and was complimenting her more than usual. Plus, he kept walking around with a large smile on his face. Finally, Murray stopped him and asked him what was up. “Am I not allowed to compliment my beautiful girlfriend?” he asked, kissing her deeply. Murray smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Of course, you are, but you just seem to be doing it more often than usual.” “Well, maybe I have a reason to be happy?” “Care to share the reason?” At this, his smile seemed to falter and turn into a frown. “I don’t know, now I’m nervous about what you might say.” “Just say it and we’ll find out.” “Okay.” He took her hand and led her to a bench to sit her down. His smile returned, but he seemed nervous. “How would you like… Okay, let me start over,” he said, stuttering a bit. “I got an apartment and it’s pretty big and it would be lonely if it was just me. You know, so… Fuck it, will you move in with me?” Murray stared at him in shock before grinning. “Yes, Mello, I will move in with you.”

FAMILY

He wants to get a dog and raise it with her.

Staffordshire Bull Terrier

Mayhem

American Staffordshire Terrier

Hershey

SPOUSE

PROPOSAL

The young man feared rejection of such a big step in this relationship. Knowing his own fear, Mello waited for a moment where he could be as straightforward as possible with his partner. This time, he happened to be tangled up with Murray on the couch, watching a movie. About halfway through, Mello scooped up a small box from under a cushion. Carefully dropping it in Murray’s lap, he leaned close to her ear. “Marry me.” Murray didn’t answer right away, instead continued to stare at Mello. Their entire future together flashed through her mind. Murray and Mello, that’s what she wanted. A smile brought itself to her face and then it dropped as anxiety set in. “I can’t.” Mello got up, confusion and disappointment written across his face. “Why not?” She shook her head. “I can’t. What if I’m not a good wife? You deserve someone amazing, and I don’t know if I can be that. I’m sorry.” Tears pricked at her eyes. Mello took a few steps toward her, wrapping her in his arms in a tight hug. He pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against hers. “You worry too much. I am well aware of what I deserve. You are the absolute best the world has to offer. There isn’t another person I’d rather spend forever with, do you understand?” Murray nodded. “Good. So, I’m going to ask again. Will you marry me?” He slipped the ring onto her hand. She nodded. “Yes.”

*ENGAGEMENT

Stays engaged for about two years.

WEDDING

The wedding is pretty small, just close friends and family. Looks really sharp like damn 11 / 10. High-key freaks out before the ceremony. “Matt, how much longer?” He asked growing impatient. Before Matt could answer the music began to play and he patted his best friend on the back. “Not long,” he laughed. Mello wasn’t paying attention though, the second he laid eyes on Murray, tears began to form. He wiped his eyes before pulling her to himself. He kissed her cheek and kept an arm around her waist, staring in complete awe that she was his. When the ceremony ended, he pulled Murray to himself again, holding her as close as humanly possible and kissing her deeply. Babbles about his spouse all day, like he literally never shuts up. The rest of the night, he kept stealing kisses and glances. He kept Murray as close as possible at all times.

LOS CABOS, MEXICO

MARRIAGE

reflection > “Did you ever think you’d be married?” Murray questioned, fingers lacing through Mello’s. He pressed a kiss on her knuckles sleepily before pulling her a little closer, wrapping his arm around her waist. “No. Not until about a month before I proposed, and even then, I still couldn’t imagine myself being married.” “Yet here we are,” she mused. Mello smiled. “Here we are. I’m glad the wedding’s over, to be honest.” “Me, too. It was a lot of work. But it was worth it.” Mello glanced up from their entwined hands and nodded before pressing a kiss to her lips. “Yeah, it was.”

PARENTHOOD

*Mello would be a very protective husband and father.○ And not just because of his line of work. Even the small things would make him jump into overdrive.○ You feel sick or sore? He’s taking care of and whatever you planned to do for the day. Your child has a paper cut? He’s going to get the rubbing alcohol, Band-Aids, and ointment.○ You know that thing where dads ruffle their kids hair when they’re proud of them or they do or say something impressive? Yeah, Mello does that a lot. You figured out that it’s his way of showing affection.○ He loves those late nights where the two of you are lounging on the couch together, both of you half watching the movie on the tv in front of you with your son draped across both of your laps even though it’s far past his bedtime. Those are the moments he lives for.○ He actually doesn’t like being woken up early so it’ll typically start him off in a bad mood but if you give him a few kisses and tell your son to give him a hug, grumpy Mello will slowly fade away although he’d still act like he was upset. ○ Long drives become a family tradition. There’s usually no set destination by the time you guys leave. It’s just a relaxing way for him to get away from reality about once a week and just spend that time with you and his son. ○ He would hate fighting with either one of you. No matter how big or how small the matter was, he would always be terrified of saying something that would case him to loose you forever. ○ #1 Dad, would recommend. //It became obvious quite early on that your son resembled his father. Very closely. Almost too closely sometimes. One of the main similarities you’ve noticed they shared is how neither one of them ever cried. Now, that may not seem too unusual when said about someone like Mello, but your son was still a young child. Young children typically cry about anything and everything as long as they’re given the chance (and even if they aren’t). That’s why your head shot up from whatever it was you were doing - the task at hand was rather quickly set aside as the sound of your son bawling reached your ears - leading you into the kitchen. There you found your son sitting on the floor, his eyes welled with tears, red and puffy, as he ran his hand under his nose.“What’s wrong, baby?” you coo, scooping your son into your arms as you search him for any sign of injury. “It hit me in the head,” he sniffs, his voice barely understandable as he spoke through breathless sputters and gasps for air. “It’s alright, darling, calm down. Deep breath,” you rub his back, trying to calm him down before he got anymore upset.“What happened?” Mello’s head shoots out from a nearby corner, his features contorted into worry, his face almost resembling that of your son’s.You let out a light laugh at their similarities. They seem to never leave, no matter the situation. Your son was most certainly his father’s son. “Is he okay?” Mello insists, making his way over to you and your somewhat quieter son before running his hands over his head as you assume he’s checking for injuries just as you did.“He’s fine,” you reassure your husband, flashing him a small smile as if to only further prove your reassurance. “What happened?” Mello asks your son, taking him from your arms and cradling him in his. You roll your eyes but you can’t be mad. Yes, he still wanted to make absolute sure that your son was okay but, honestly, that was better than the alternative. You stood back and watched as your husband proceeded to carry your son over to a nearby cabinet that your son claims is the culprit of his misfortune.“I was... I was tryna get a cup but... but I... but it fell and hit my head-” your son spoke in a series of hiccups and jumbled words that you assumed the two of you only understood so well because you’ve known your son for the short duration he’s been able to speak. “Were you standing on the counter?!” Mello asks your son, his eyes meeting yours as the two of you silently wonder how he even got up there.“Y-yes,” he says, no shame evident in his voice despite the two of you telling him many times before not to stand on the counters or tables or chairs. You just never thought it would be a problem because the counter was practically taller than he was. “If you wanted a cup you should’ve asked one of us,” Mello says, gently placing your son back down before reaching up to grab a small sippy cup before placing it on the counter.“What do you want to drink?” Mello asks, walking over to the fridge.“Juice! Juice! Juuuuuiiiiice!” your son cheers happily, making you laugh once again as a small smile spread across Mello’s lips. “Here ya go,” Mello hands your son the cup, now ‘safely’ filled with juice before lowering to his knee to ruffle his hair. “Thank you!” your son happily took the drink, humming lightly as he walked away, the cup pressed to his lips.Mello sighs playfully before wrapping his arms around your waist, his face now only a few inches from yours. “Kids, right?” he jokes, causing you both to smile a bit.Kids really were a lot of work but you were just glad you had someone so diligent to work with.“Mhmm,” you hum, “just like his father.”

KIDS

pregnancy > He was shocked at the information. When Murray told him she had to tell him something, she was worried. Half of her expected him to reject it. But she was startled to tears when he started laughing and lifted her, spinning her around in a circle before placing his hand to her stomach as though he'd be able to feel the baby already. He looked up at Murray, eyes full of a mischievous wonder. “Who do you think it’ll look like? I hope it’s me.”labor > “Mello…” Murray called, supporting herself against the back of the couch as the next contraction hit. Mello strolled into the room and stopped, concern filling his features. “What’s wrong?” “It’s time.” Those two words set him into motion. He helped her out to the car and took her to the hospital. The second they got into the building, he demanded assistance and Murray was taken off to prepare for the birth of their baby.“You got this. Breathe.” Mello holds his Love’s hand with a tight grip. “Squeeze as hard as you have to. You can’t hurt me.”The doctor announced it was a boy and took him off to be cleaned up. Mello was beside himself with happiness and nerves, imagining all of the things he could teach his son and all the trouble he could get into. The last few minutes were the longest, but soon the nurse was handing over their newborn. The baby was very much their mother, with brown eyes and a cute, upturned nose, but one thing was unmistakably Mello. The child had hair the color of the sun. Mello gently brushes the hair out of his love’s eyes. “You alright?”With a small smile, they nod.“So, who’s holding this little nugget first? Mommy or Daddy?” The nurse asks as she brings the now clean baby over to them.“Daddy,” Mello’s Love affirms.Mello takes the little bundle from the nurse. As he holds his child, a soft and bewildered smile forms on Mello’s lips before something dark comes over him.The fear melted away almost instantly when their son was handed to Mello. Murray watched, a smile etching itself onto Mello’s face and she couldn’t help smiling to herself.“From here on out, everything changes. No more dangerous jobs, no more competing with Near. None of it. You and the baby are top priority.”“You’ve already made us your top priority,” His Love reminds him. It was remarkable how much life can change in 9 months. Mello had cut ties with almost all his old acquaintances, except for the guy who the child will know as ‘Uncle Matt’.“It’s not enough. I don’t want them to grow up without a dad. From now on, it doesn’t matter if Near is better than me or not. Screw Successors. Screw Wammy’s. I’m going to be a detective and we’re going to be a family. Sound like a plan?”“It’s sounded like a plan since the first time you said hello to me.”"So, Mello. What are we going to call him?”father > He'll give his child piggyback rides for days. If you think he’ll share his chocolate, you’re wrong. Adores reading to and with his child. He’d be the “if someone is bothering you at school you better kick them on the shin” kind of daddy. He'd be sooo overprotective with his children (especially if the baby is girl) like “No dating ‘til you’re married!” I also picture him calling the baby “cub” for the first years.bullied > How about nO. Will not hesitate to fight the bullies. Murray needs to calm him down he's so pissed. “Murray, I don’t care if they’re ten; they need to know they can’t touch my child!” Even if someone looks at his child funny, he becomes so damn protective. Just don’t mess with his family; he’ll fuck you up, my dude.son > “One, two, three, up!” Murray called before swinging their son up between herself and Mello as they both walked with him between the two of them. As soon as the playground came into view, Marlon ran off ahead of them. Mello threw his arm around Murray’s shoulders as he watched their son rush up the stairs toward the slide. “What did we do to get so lucky with him?” Mello questioned. She shrugged. “I don’t know. Just good genetics, I guess.” Mello laughed aloud and pressed a kiss to her forehead. They both watched their son running around the playground for a bit before he came back to the two of them and grabbed Mello’s hand. “Dad, push me on the swing! I wanna see how high I can go!” Mello hopped up, racing their son to the swings. Marlon beat him there and jumped into the seat, almost falling out. Mello pulled the swing back and released it allowing gravity to do its job. Murray watched the two of them, laughing together and smiling to herself. She had the best family in the world.*fourth of july > The air fizzed with excitement as the sky lit up with brilliant colors. Every few seconds the world around you lit up with vibrant blues, greens, reds, and golds. You smiled to yourself, letting your eyes flutter closed as you deeply inhale, loosing yourself in the crisp, summer air that streamed in through the open passenger side window. A heavy sigh sounded from behind you as the car slowed to a stop. You turned your head to see your lover scowling at the seemingly endless string of cars in front of you. “Darling?” your soft voice that usually eased every one of his tensions with a single syllable didn’t seem to do much in the heat of the moment. Mello only responded with a curt grunt, before a puff of air left his lips, carrying the edge of his fringe just enough to fully reveal the frustration in his eyes. “We’re gonna be late. We’ll probably miss the whole damn thing.” You turned your eyes to the back seat of the car and felt a small smile lift the corners of your lips as you watched your son staring wide-eyed at the few early fireworks going off just behind a few nearby rows of trees. “Even if we do, I don’t think it’ll make too much of a difference,” you reassure Mello with a happy smile. Mello rolls his eyes in frustration before taking your hand in his, giving it a few squeezes as his eyes continued to linger on the solid red tail lights of the cars in front of you. As he did, he absentmindedly raised your hand to his lips and placed a light kiss on your knuckle. It was then that a sly smirk made its way onto his lips. You knew that this could only mean one thing. “Hold on,” he tightens his grip on the steering wheel with one hand before letting his other take hold of the gear stick. You jerk forward as the car gives a sudden start and you turn to see if the sudden movement scared your son. Your worries vanish though as his wide eyes soon fill with amusement as a cheerful laugh leaves his lips. “Woah,” he shouts, laughing still. “We’re not missing this one,” Mello’s eyes narrow in determination as the car swerves across the street, weaving in between cars before turning off onto a side road. The car rocks back and forth as the tires strain to get over rocks and sticks on the narrow path. You hear your son let out a series of shouts and giggles as the car continues up the slight hill. A few minutes later, the ground begins to level out and the car no longer throws you back and forth in your seat. The vehicle comes to a slow stop as you reach a clearing at the top of a small hill. Your eyes widen as they adjust to the scene in front of you. The top of the hill wasn’t much bigger than the car itself, meaning that you would at least have a private viewing. Mello stepped out of the car first, folding his arms in front of him as he smirked at his own clever accomplishment. The top of the hill overlooked the field in which the fireworks show was taking place and stretched out into a patch of forest before the height of the trees were rivaled with that of the glittering office buildings. “Will we be able to see from up here, daddy?” your son asked as he appeared at Mello’s side. “We’ve got the best view up here, buddy,” Mello smiles down at your son as his hand ruffles the soft locks on his head. You smile as you make your way to his side. This certainly wasn’t what you were expecting when your son had asked if you could go see the fireworks for Fourth of July, and judging by Mello’s initial reaction, this wasn’t what he had in mind at first either. “I remembered this little spot just a few minutes before the traffic started. I wasn’t sure if they were gonna keep it open...” Your place a sweet kiss on Mello’s cheek, your son hugging your leg as you did. “It’s perfect,” you whisper, his eyes finally meeting yours. "It’s starting! It’s starting!” your son cheers excitedly, tugging on both of your hands to make sure you were watching. But you didn’t need to see them to know they were there. Just as the first set of glittering sparkles rained down from the sky above you, your lips had met Mello’s in a kiss that easily rivaled countless kisses before. This Fourth of July was most certainly worth it.

● Mello would probably be on the verge of tears and he’d do a terrible job trying to hide them from you despite what he tells himself. ● He would instantly become even more protective of you (as if he wasn’t already). ● He would want to spend every waking moment with you and always keep an eye on you to make sure that you and his precious child were safe. ● When you tell him you’re pregnant, it would be the only time you really get to see him cry. ● Whenever he’s alone with you, he’ll end up touching your stomach in one way or another. Whether he has his head resting in your lap so that his cheek or forehead presses against you, or he has his hands gently laying across your stomach, you’ll always find yourself silently basking in the small smile that spreads across his face when he sees you. ● Mello would need some reassurance. He doesn’t know how to be a father and he doesn’t think he deserves to have a child with you. Just reassure him that he’ll know what to do when the time comes and that you’ll always be there with him and he’ll realize all of his doubts are just that.

Something about their appearance: That he is self-conscious about his scars, but pretty much everyone else thinks they’re sexy as hell.A bad habit they have: Talking with chocolate in his mouth (he always realizes it, tho!)What they look for in an S/O: Someone who is strong-willed and not afraid of taking chances is a must for him. He wants someone that will be on his side, even if they know he’s wrong, no questions asked (until they are alone anyway), a true ride or die.How they approach someone they’re interested in: I think Mello is the kind of guy that feelings hit hard & all at once, like one minute it isn’t a thing and the next his entire life has changed because this person exists. He looks for clues that the person feels the same way and waits for the right time, takes them by the hand and says “Do I really need to say this?” which he doesn’t because his crush already knows.Turn ons: His lover gently letting their fingertips dance down the scars on his back.Turn offs: Anyone that talks down to him, and because he’s sensitive, it doesn’t take much for him to feel that way.What they think of as “good sex”: As tough as he may seem, he’s a big softie and likes to please his partner. Nothing gets him hotter than their moans that he knows he’s the cause of. He doesn’t need a lot of foreplay, but he’s down for it if there’s time. He loves having his scars kissed, which is no problem for his lover, but to him, he feels like this is proof of their love to not be disgusted by his “deformities”. Top, bottom, whatever, he doesn’t care, but his fave is when his s/o is on the counter with their legs wrapped around him. Their biggest fear concerning their S/O: That one of them will die and leave the other behind.Ideal date: hopping on his motorcycle, destination, who cares as long they’re together, Eventually finding a cheap motel and not leaving for days, only getting out of bed to get the take-out from the delivery guy.Perfect gift they want from their S/O: Something sentimental. A stolen menu from their favorite restaurant, a shot glass from a bar they would go to with fake IDs, anything that is specific to them & their relationship.

Mello: Mello had rushed in at your call. He was a bit on edge lately. Between the case and the pregnancy, he wasn’t really himself. Everything made him feel like something was going to go wrong.“What is it? Is it the baby?”You nodded, “she kicked.”Mello fell to his knees in front of you and pressed his palms against your swollen stomach. He felt the baby moving beneath his palms and he began to relax. His little girl was in there. Mello actually smiled for the first time in what seemed like months.

○ Mello knew that this was bound to happen, dealing with the kinds of people he worked with, but he never actually let himself dwell on the thought that his family could be taken away from him.○ It always seemed like it was too horrific to be true. Like the two of you were too good and precious to him for you both to end up missing. Yet... here he was, staring at the ransom note that was left carefully placed on your shared bed.○ He had a good idea of where to start, knowing just enough about each scum bag he’s had to deal with to know who would be capable of pulling a stunt like this.○ He’s out looking for you himself. He’s got a small group of people that he’d trust with his own life helping him, following his every word to the letter, but it’s not enough for him. He has to make sure he’s actively helping or else it won’t feel like he’s doing enough.○ He only lets himself sleep for an hour at a time at most. All of his energy is spent looking for the two of you. ○ He’s running on chocolate and pure adrenaline by the time he catches the first person who could possibly know something, and he wastes no time with them, getting straight to the point.○ “Tell me where they are.”○ “And then you’ll let me go...?”○ “No promises. Just try not to piss me off any more than you already have.”○ He’ll knock out teeth himself if he needs to. He doesn’t mind getting his hands dirty for the sake of finding his wife and son. ○ When he finally does find you, he’s on the verge of breaking down. He’s so tired. He’s barely slept. He hasn’t eaten anything beneficial and tears form in the corners of his eye.○ He’s done fighting. He just wants you both back with him. ○ Home didn’t feel like home without the two of you. It was too quiet and the places that used to feel warm and homely only left him cold and lonely. ○ He doesn’t let either one of you leave his side unless he absolutely needs to. He just wants to keep the both of you close. He only focuses on the two of you for as long as he can, trying his best to get farther and farther away from the people that hurt you and betrayed him. You’re the most important people to him. He doesn’t need anyone else.

He's right beside you through the entire birth. Might look away a couple times because.. ew, but he's refuses to leave your side. Even if the doctors yell at him, he'll yell right back.Your daughter is taken away to get her vital checked and you wipe the sweat from your face and pant, nurses giving you various meds and checks of your own. Mello is the the seat right next to you rubbing your knuckles, muttering, "I'm so proud of you." "I love you so much." "Its over, everything's okay."The baby is brought back in an hour later. The nurse asks if Mello wants to hold her and he blinks at her, not sure how to answer. He looks at you, put your still dazed, looking at the ceiling. "Uh, yeah, sure." He holds out his arms and let's the nurse manoeuvre him to hold his baby properly. He's very gentle with her, nearly too gentle.A flash of protectiveness goes through him when she curls into his chest. At that moment he realises he would do anything in the fucking world to keep this child safe. He would die for this kid. Without hesitation.He cradles his baby's head and rocks her gently, moving around the room and humming nonsense. It's more for the vibration in his chest for any actual noise. The baby seemed to find it calming.You groan in your bed and lift your head up for the first time."You good, babe?" Mello asks, flicking his eyes over toward you."Besides the fact that my fucking vag was split down the fucking middle? Yeah, I'm - oh," you see your partner holding your daughter in his arms and you loose all train for thought. "Looks like you two are getting acquainted.""Yeah," Mello gives a lop-sided grin. "Bet I'm her favourite.""I haven't even-," you start to argue, but stop yourself. "Bring her over here, I wanna hold her."

MARLON

♂

French

Little falcon

MATEO

Male

Italian form of Hebrew

Gift of God

EYE COLOR

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