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          “It’s still murder.”    He stated coldly, though perhaps it was because he didn’t quite care about morals or the law. He would do anything to get to his goal, to get what he wanted. Already he had killed multiple times. Perhaps the first time it was a little shocking, but shortly after he had gotten used to it. It didn’t bother him anymore. Pulling the trigger had now become as easy as breathing ----- though of course, he only did it when it was needed. Matt on the other hand... besides in his games, he wasn’t a killer. He knew that, thus he would never force it on him. He himself would take such matters in hand.

omfg i loveeee

and then Daisuke puts this stupid ass innocent look on his face like nobody could be scared of a bean like him...to which i reiterate

even if light is lowkey scared of him

notcd replied to your post: he may or may not be a twink,  but the one thing...

i still love him

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YOU’RE   BEING   TAILED .

They   didn’t   need   anyone   else   to   tell   them   what   they   already   knew ,   but   that   didn’t   stop   some   rookie   soldier   from   inviting   himself   into   their   space   &   spitting   the   warning   into   their   ear .

On   a   different   day ,   in   a   different   mood ,   they   would   have   been   so   insulted   at   being   underestimated   that   the   well-meaning   subordinate   wouldn’t   have   had   the   luxury   of   walking   away   with   his   kneecaps   in   tact .   He’d   gotten   lucky . 

When   the   first   sign   of   a   stalker ,   for   lack   of   a   better   word ,   was   spotted ,   Mello   didn’t   yell   or   order   a   thousand   armed   men   for   protection .   They   didn’t   need   to .   They   didn’t   even   want   to .   What   they   wanted   was   to   wait   &   give   the   suspect   an   opening ,   see   if   they   would   take   the   bait .   They   wanted   to   make   it   a   race ,   see   who   could   get   to   who   first .   So   for   three   days ,   they   lived   as   usual ,   inviting   that   somebody   who   was   on   the   hunt   for   them   -   Their   head ,   their   title ,   their   mind .   But   no   one   came   forward .  

Either   this   person   was   very   smart ,   or   very ,   very   stupid .

With   the   extra   time   &   new   interest ,   Mello   had   taken   it   upon   their   self   to   look   into   the   shadow   that   walked   behind   them ,   &   it   didn’t   take   long   to   confirm   their   gnawing   suspicion .  

Another   Wammy   kid .   Now ,   as   Mello   made   their   self   vulnerable   &   open   to   attack   by   stepping   outside ,   alone ,   &   unguarded ,   they   scoffed   -   At   the   stupid   risk   they   were   taking ,   at   the   old   cliché   of   two   lost   children   reuniting   under   unfortunate   circumstances   playing   out   before   them . 

They   consider   breaking   the   silence ,   beckoning   their   visitor   closer ,   but   they’ve   already   done   this   much .   The   least   this   A   could   do   was   come   forward   on   their   own .   Mello   was   never   one   to   play   host .