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"Welcome home."
Near's unseen, gentle embrace wafted around Mello's form. Mello hated to carry in smog and dirt from the outside by his clothes ーBase was Near's safe space.
Leather gloves were first flung to the nearby sofa, before Mello allowed himself to even touch his clingy roommate.
Near's soft face snuggled into the warmth of his slender boyfriend's coal black top. Through the ghost of rather loose, silky fabric that slightly lapped over him, Near could feel the firm bed that was Mello's exercised stomach. It wasn't a soft blanket or squishy stuffie, yet it could lend hundredfold more comfort.
A perfectly familiar hand came to brush aside a knuckleful of dollish, white hair.
"Do you have it?", a hoarse voice inquiried.
"Of course I do", the other assured.
Near's face nuzzled into Mello's stomach further. Near was surely not doubting Mello's abilities, but it was nice to know that Mello's absence was not for naught.
The hand slid around, combing through the fair locks, across the boy's temple, and gently massaged its lover's scalp.
"...Stop, please. I'll fall asleep that way.."
"Good", Mello stated confidently, "you probably need it."
Carefully, Mello hoisted the shorter into his arms, pleased to find that either his own built had deteriorated, or that Near had grown heavier. He'd always been a little underweight ーA Wammy's House trend, as they came to discover.
"You've been eating well", Mello hummed, "Even in my absence?"
In drowsy voice, Near replied: "It's not as nice without you, but that doesn't mean eating should be disregarded."
Mello chuckled, as he began toward the narrow hall leading into the bedroom.
"Not just cookies and pasta, right?"
"Not just cookies and pasta", the muffled voice of his passenger confirmed.
Mello gently let Near onto the soft blanket that had been sprawled out on the bed, prior to his arrival.
"Let me undress first, then we can cuddle."
"I don't mind", Near objected, as he began rebuilding his abandoned pillowfort, "Just take off your jacket."
Reluctantly, albeit defeated, the leather jacket slipped off Mello's shoulders.
"Your hands were warm when you took off your gloves, now they're cold again."
Mello caressed Near's neck.
"You know what they say."
"They say it's a 'warm' heart. You turn into a blazing inferno."
"It's persistence, Near."
"It's passion.."
Mello caught a glimpse of Near's legs. He was wearing an oversized button-down, but no visible pants underneath.
Placing his hand on Near's thigh, Mello carefully layed his fingers around the form of it. Millimeter by millimeter, it drove along Near's flesh, melting him into the light fabric of his collar.
"Your physique has developed nicely; Your legs," The spindly fingers strolled down beneath the fabric garnishing the pale skin, and over the light, lukewarm skin of Near's stomach and waist. At a snail's pace, running up the slanted body, parting his fingers across the space between Near's well-plushed ribs. Mello's lips burried in Near's bangs.
"...your stomach,"
The dress shirt ruffled when Mello traced his palm over Near's chest, who gasped slightly over the sparkly sensation in his veins reaching a sudden spike.
"...your chest.. God, how much I'd like to give love to your chest right now." Mello's lips met Near's forehead. Near replied with a kiss on the lips, letting the other push him deep into the soft support below. The claustrophobic sensation of inescapable yearning hugged him comfortably.
"Do you want me to?", Mello's voice breathed some sense into him.
"Not now. Let's just stay snuggling."
Even though entized, Mello couldn't but agree. Savoring Near's soft, today, almost chubby form ー although immensely satiating ー was also an emotionally intense experience.
He felt a little sorry for having disheveled Near in such an uncalled-for manner, seperate from the fact that the other detective had invited him to.
Without another word, the hot-tempered detective's body overcame a sudden wooziness. The other just ringed his arms around him, before being plunged into a deep, comfortable sleep.