Hot Mello (Book 2)

Pyscho (After Epilogue)

Mello was hanging out in my room, sitting on my bed eating chocolate. I was brushing my hair in front of the mirror and frowning at my reflection.

"My face is still all busted up because of you, you bastard."

I glared at him in the mirror as he got up and came over to me. He turned me to face him and traced his finger gently along my bruised face.

"I'm sorry. You're still beautiful though."

I smiled and looked away. I couldn't stay mad at him when he was so damn cute. I looked back at him and touched the scars on his face.

"You're still beautiful with half your face melted off."

"Fuck you, bitch."

"You love me."

"Yeah."

I took his hands in mine and we stood smiling at each other until I opened my mouth and ruined it.

"Is your dick still bruised from me kicking you?"

I started laughing and he looked mad as hell.

"It's not fucking funny."

"It is though," I laughed harder.

He let go of my hands, grabbed my shoulders and shook me.

"It's not funny, you fucking bitch."

"Mello, you're hurting me!"

He pushed me and I hit my arm off the wardrobe. I let out a cry of pain and his face crumpled.

"Shit, Y/N, I'm sorry!"

I turned away and went to sit on my bed. I rubbed my arm and winced. I had a memory of Matt wincing when he saw my face after Mello punched me. I had to try so hard not to cry.

He sat beside me and I turned my back on him.

"I'm really sorry. I'm used to being rough. I forgot how fragile you are," He said miserably.

"I'm not fragile!" I snapped at him.

He leaned in to kiss my cheek, then rested his head on my shoulder, with a "hmmm."

"I'm not!" I repeated.

He got up and moved to sit facing me.

"I love you. I'll do everything to protect you. I just need some time to get used to not being such an asshole."

I couldn't help the grin that crossed my face.

"It's you I need protecting from, you jackass."

"I know," He hung his head and I squeezed his hand.

"Don't cry, Mello. You'll always be my number one."

That made him smile as it always did.

"Number one pain in the ass, but I love you more than anything."

I smiled at him fondly and we hugged and made out - I mean up. Well, both.

[Again, I don't condone violence, this is mafia shit, it's different]