This is very good indeed. Mello melting against his front made his heart beat faster, thrumming in heavy, steady beats underneath Mello's perch on his chest. Frail as things were, Matt's take on it is to try at least. This might even be a farce in itself, something Mello figures he has to do to keep him around and right now? Maybe not how he wants to think about it.

Especially not with Mello's voice against his ear again. "H-here?" he asks, almost choking on the word before quickly saying something, before Mello thinks he's choosing right there. Sure they had a lot of room and that large entire wall couch but, boundaries. "Mine, you live next to Near and mine's only one floor down..." Because as tempting as right now, maybe the small emotional cooldown will make sure for Mello that this is what he wants too.

Matt's voice is light when he speaks. "C'mon." Taking Mello by the hand he comfortably begins to tug him along, time to go. Now is the time. "I'll even toss my stuff off my bed." Which he's not sure what he owns he'd leave on there but you never know. His nerves are alight with the thoughts of what he's on his way to do. It seems surreal.