Mello and Matt..

Mello lay between conciousness and sleepiness. He could hear the sounds of gunfires and screams coming from the T.V in the living room of the cheep, $75 a month, crack house apparment building. Sighing,he glanced at the clock,12:54 am. Matt was still up and playing the damn game that he had just stolen earlier that night. Rolling over, Mello groaned and sat up. Sauntering into the living room he notice Matt saving the game and turning the Playstaiton 3 off. "I was just coming to tell you to shut that damn thing off and go to bed. Dont forget tha we have a mission tomorrow."
"How could I forget that mission? We've only went over the plans a million times today and through out the entire week." Matt said grinning.
"Shut the hell up. You know that if we fuck this up, we are more than likely to get caught and killed. Now where did you put the Tylonal? My head is killing me."
"I left  it in the kitchen.. I think. Not to sure but I'll go check it out anyway, I needed to get something to drink anyway."
"Thanks. If you find it bring it into my room, if not just go to sleep."
"Gottcha." Matt stood and strolled into the kitchen as Mello made his way back into the dark room. Yawning, he flopped down on to the king sized bed and rolled onto his right side. Hearing footsteps outside of his door, he just lay where he was.
"Hey you fall alseep on me? I know I took a little bit but not that long." Matt whispered softly.
"I'm up. Just head straight forward slowly so you don't hit your knees on the side of the bed." Mello mumbled into the pillow.
"Sit up please so I can see you?" Matt asked.
"Fine." Groaning, Mello sat up and glanced over, "better?"
"Much. Here hold out your hand and I'll give you the Tylonal."
Mello streched his hand out and hissed as something cold was pressed against his wrist. "What the hell is that?!" he yelped.
"Sorry thats just the water glass." Suddenly, Matt's hand was placed in Mello's own hand.."Ok, now I'm gonna follow your arm till I feel your shoulder so I can hand you the medicine and water." Matt softly stated. All Mello could do was nod. Matt slowly traced the contors of Mello's muscles "accidentaly" as he made his way up Mello's arm. Placind his hand on Mello's face, he wispered softly,"here ya go." Mello inhaled sharply as he felt Matt's breath glide across his face. Nodding, Mello reached out to take the small pills, his fingers brushing softly against Matt's. "Thank.."
He was cut off as Matt's lips pressed against his own.