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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 20:53:52 GMT -5
Looking at the cake, he glared at it, as if the cake was responsible for all that was wrong in the world. "No. You are not walking home by yourself! What if someone steals you, dude?" He sighed, going to the fridge, and rifling through until he found a thing of frosting. Sure, it was bright pink, but who cared? He mixed it up, before starting to frost the cake gently.
"I just want you to be safe, is all." He mumbled, looking up at Near.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 20:55:59 GMT -5
The whitenette laughed. "Steals me? Matt, who the hell would want to steal me. Really, it's okay. I'll be fine. Why would this be different from every other day." As Matt took out the frosting, Near put his finger in the jar, tasting it while Matt has his back turned. Near moved back when Matt caught him and laughed. "It's so good though!" He said, moving away.
"I'm plenty safe here. It's well lit."
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 20:57:43 GMT -5
Matt swapped the boy's hand, and frowned, "There's not enough for taste tests though!" He muttered, before going back to frosting. "Yeah, I know it's well lit and all that..." He sighed, still worried. "Whatever. Fine, i guess you can walk home by yourself."
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 21:00:35 GMT -5
Near wondered if Matt trusted him sometimes, but he knew that Matt was just being considerate. He thought that maybe Nathaniel had threatened Matt once, since both the red head and the blonde were older than he was. Near had skipped two grades when he was young, so even though he was sixteen, he was already a junior.
Matt and Mello were Near's best friends, despite that difference, and they were more mature than most boys their age, and they were what Near needed to get by in life. They made him happy, and he felt safe. Matt had always had a positive effect on Near. And they were both trying to get him to get a license. He didn't like the idea of controlling a death trap.
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 21:04:09 GMT -5
The red-head was trying to make sure his friend was safe. And yes, Nathaniel had threatened him. Several different kinds of death would follow if Near got hurt because of Matt. Or worse, if near's reputation got hurt. He sighed a little, finishing up the cake, and then starting on the sides for the lasagna.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 21:07:38 GMT -5
Near looked to Matt. "Hey?" He asked, sitting down, watching him work on the lasagna. "Thank you, for thinking about me." He said, taking his hand. "I'm glad that we met, you know that right? NO matter what my dad says." The whitenette moved some hair from his face.
The screen door opened and shut loudly as Mello came home. He kissed Matt's temple and rubbed the top of Near's head. "Hey! You made me a cake." He said, gripping Near's shoulder. "Can we start with cake then eat the lasagna?" He asked.
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 21:12:19 GMT -5
Matt rolled his eyes, and grinned at Near, "Of course I think about you, idiot." He mumbled, ruffling Near's hair affectionately. Only for Mello to do the same thing ten seconds later. He grinned at his boyfriend, wanting a real kiss, but not saying anything. "No, we cannot start with the cake first, jackass. Eat your food." He muttered, serving up three plates of lasagna and sides.
"Cake is for desert."
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 21:17:54 GMT -5
"I want cake now." Mello whined. He kissed Matt's temple again and sat down. He started to eat Matt's lasagna and he smirked. "This is fucking good." he finished it and leaned over, kissing Matt's lips, but it was a short chaste kiss. Between them, the blonde was more considerate of people being around them. Matt and Mello had been together almost a year, but Mello was the only one between them that had dated another guy, or anyone at all.
Mello held onto Matt's hand as they ate, watching Near. "Hey, Near, did you finish the book I gave you?"
Near nodded. "Mhm. I left it at home though. It was really good. Do you have others? I've liked all of the books you've given me. Can you order me from the north?" He joked.
Both of them laughed. "I can try, I guess. the books here suck... Everything I learned up in New York and California is different than what I'm learning here. And the level of education is so low here. Not to mention, our English teacher was fired for having sex with Nancy, Abigail, and Jenna."
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 21:21:05 GMT -5
"Prick." Matt nodded affirmatively. After all the male was a philanderer, and a pedophile to begin with. He was glad to see the bastard gone. Although he knew Mello hated it. He smiled, eating his own food, the kiss enough for now. He was always wanting Mello, but the blonde knew better than to let them show affection in public.
"And we can have cake after dinner." He muttered.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 21:24:26 GMT -5
Mello smirked. "Yeah, we better have cake after dinner."
Near sighed. They didn't do anything in English today because they hadn't found a substitute yet. They just sat around, no assignments, no nothing. Near had already read all of the textbooks in the school, and nothing interested him. His father had always wrote exceptionally well, since he was an attorney, and Near was much the same as his father. He had countless books he'd already read, all of the books in his home and almost the entire library. Near was glad that he finally had someone smart like Matt and Mello. Mello especially, since he liked the read and write.
The blonde sighed. "They'll find some new inbreed teacher for us. Eventually."
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 21:32:26 GMT -5
Matt shrugged, drawling, "Its not like one teacher matters over another, you two are going to devour the library anyway." he smirked, "Why can't you guys take a lesson from me, and be extra lazy, hm? You'll have more fun that way." he teased, taking another bite of his lasagna.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 21:34:08 GMT -5
Mello sighed. "Being lazy isn't part of who I am, Matt. I wish you'd just accept that. I like being in school and I like to learn. That's why I want to go to a GOOD college, and I need to make sure this place doesn't completely fuck up my chances at a good University. My dad wants me to go to a good school too, and I want to be able to get scholarships. I already speak two languages, and I want to learn a third."
Near agreed. "Yeah, my dad's a lawyer, Matt. I'm not allowed to slack off."
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 21:39:48 GMT -5
Matt shrugged, grinning, "Guess there's a good side to being white trash." He laughed, his own heritage a joke to him. He grinned, "I know, I know, you two have to succeed where others have failed. But trust me, I'm gonna be the one that picks it up when you two burn out." He teased.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 21:43:01 GMT -5
Near shrugged, poking Matt to get his attention. "You're way smarter than you play yourself off to be. Why don't you just try? I know that you'd be happier, and Mello would be happier too."
The blonde knew better than to voice his opinion. Matt did what he wanted, and he had no right to tell his boyfriend to do more or less. Mello wanted more from his boyfriend, but he wasn't going to change him to get it. Mello cared about Matt too much, so this was fine.
Near looked out the window. "Can I have cake now?" the whitenette didn't each much, so he ate his small piece of lasagna, and was ready for cake, then he would leave the two alone.
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 21:45:10 GMT -5
Matt rolled his eyes, "I would NOT be happier, i'd be more stressed, and tireder, and less capable of random naps." He muttered, standing up to go get the damned cake. He cut two slices, putting them on plates. As he walked back to the table, two things happened.
One, Matt learned he should really tie his shoes more. And two, he tripped.
This sent cake flying, one hitting Mello square in the face, and the other being smooshed into Near's chest.
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