The Hunger
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Rating:
Adult +
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5
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Part 7
Suggested Listening: Tomorrow by BulletProof Messenger
Part 7
~R is for Rewind~
It took a long moment for Mello to get his breathing under control and be able to sit up, blood and saliva trickling from his neck in the process. He took a deep breath and shakily stood from the floor.
He could believe that Matt had... fucking hell. Matt had bitten him and... he had no idea what the hell to think about it. There was obviously something going on with Matt, something caused by whatever had bitten him. Perhaps a neurological pathogen affecting his behavior?
Whatever it was, Matt had broken free long enough to freak out and flee. He didn't blame Matt, he would have been more than disturbed if their roles were switched, not that he wasn't already disturbed, more worried though.
He had no idea where Matt would go in his haste, let alone if Matt had any clear destination in mind, but he hoped the redhead had his cell phone on him. He doubted Matt would come back that night, as much as he hoped it, so he settled on leaving a message once he'd gotten to his phone.
"Matt, when you get this I want you to call me back. Or at least meet me at the pool hall you like by tomorrow night, alright. I'm not... angry.. just be there..." he hesitated towards the end but stopped himself from saying something as out of character as 'please' no matter how much he might have wanted to utter it.
Mello glanced at his phone for a few minutes afterwards, as though glaring at it would make Matt call him.
He ran a hand through his hair and winced as the motion pulled at his neck and shoulders. He hadn't even cleaned himself up. He had a feeling that damn bite would scar, as if he didn't have enough scars already, and he really didn't need it to get infected because he was shaken.
He most certainly didn't want to admit that, but he was. He had stared down a shinigami with less unease; all it had taken was for Matt to act so oddly to unhinge him. He shook his thoughts off as he stripped and padded into the bathroom, the tiles cold under his bare feet.
Mello let the shower water run as he peered at himself in the mirror. The bite was... nasty. Torn flesh and a stringy piece or two left hanging from the blood and saliva covered wound. Teeth marks were easily visible, though they had a different sort of cut than Mello would have thought.
He prodded the wound with a finger and hissed involuntarily. It was very sore, and the area would most definitely be tender in days to come. He would probably just keep it covered.
Mello stepped into the shower and let his eyes close for a moment. He needed to clean the wound properly, but for the time being, he was simply going to stand under the hot stream of water and pretend that afternoon, hell the last few days, hadn't happened.
-End part 7-
AN: I know its short, but the next few should be longer (um…. I only have 1 more written, then im out, so updates might be slow)
Part 7
~R is for Rewind~
It took a long moment for Mello to get his breathing under control and be able to sit up, blood and saliva trickling from his neck in the process. He took a deep breath and shakily stood from the floor.
He could believe that Matt had... fucking hell. Matt had bitten him and... he had no idea what the hell to think about it. There was obviously something going on with Matt, something caused by whatever had bitten him. Perhaps a neurological pathogen affecting his behavior?
Whatever it was, Matt had broken free long enough to freak out and flee. He didn't blame Matt, he would have been more than disturbed if their roles were switched, not that he wasn't already disturbed, more worried though.
He had no idea where Matt would go in his haste, let alone if Matt had any clear destination in mind, but he hoped the redhead had his cell phone on him. He doubted Matt would come back that night, as much as he hoped it, so he settled on leaving a message once he'd gotten to his phone.
"Matt, when you get this I want you to call me back. Or at least meet me at the pool hall you like by tomorrow night, alright. I'm not... angry.. just be there..." he hesitated towards the end but stopped himself from saying something as out of character as 'please' no matter how much he might have wanted to utter it.
Mello glanced at his phone for a few minutes afterwards, as though glaring at it would make Matt call him.
He ran a hand through his hair and winced as the motion pulled at his neck and shoulders. He hadn't even cleaned himself up. He had a feeling that damn bite would scar, as if he didn't have enough scars already, and he really didn't need it to get infected because he was shaken.
He most certainly didn't want to admit that, but he was. He had stared down a shinigami with less unease; all it had taken was for Matt to act so oddly to unhinge him. He shook his thoughts off as he stripped and padded into the bathroom, the tiles cold under his bare feet.
Mello let the shower water run as he peered at himself in the mirror. The bite was... nasty. Torn flesh and a stringy piece or two left hanging from the blood and saliva covered wound. Teeth marks were easily visible, though they had a different sort of cut than Mello would have thought.
He prodded the wound with a finger and hissed involuntarily. It was very sore, and the area would most definitely be tender in days to come. He would probably just keep it covered.
Mello stepped into the shower and let his eyes close for a moment. He needed to clean the wound properly, but for the time being, he was simply going to stand under the hot stream of water and pretend that afternoon, hell the last few days, hadn't happened.
-End part 7-
AN: I know its short, but the next few should be longer (um…. I only have 1 more written, then im out, so updates might be slow)