[He clamps his mouth shut as soon as he says it; Mello's used to dealing with people who are outright beneath him. The slip might go generally unnoticed, but he made an oath to keep his crasser tendencies from his Bonded. For multiple reasons.]
[He consumes another small pastry, spies that there's only one left in the bag. He pushes it over toward the other man: a gesture that goes deeper than sweetened, fried dough.]
Yeah, well.
[Well?]
You're not sleeping on a floor or pissing in a public loo.
[Excessive, maybe. But Mello is A: attempting to show some dominance here and B: giving in to what he suspects is exactly what L had hoped for, regardless of his bullshit excuse. Nothing will convince him otherwise, truth or no.]
Stay with me until you figure something out.
[More of an order than anything.]
You can have the bed; I'm hardly home and when I am, I can take the couch.
no subject
[He clamps his mouth shut as soon as he says it; Mello's used to dealing with people who are outright beneath him. The slip might go generally unnoticed, but he made an oath to keep his crasser tendencies from his Bonded. For multiple reasons.]
[He consumes another small pastry, spies that there's only one left in the bag. He pushes it over toward the other man: a gesture that goes deeper than sweetened, fried dough.]
Yeah, well.
[Well?]
You're not sleeping on a floor or pissing in a public loo.
[Excessive, maybe. But Mello is A: attempting to show some dominance here and B: giving in to what he suspects is exactly what L had hoped for, regardless of his bullshit excuse. Nothing will convince him otherwise, truth or no.]
Stay with me until you figure something out.
[More of an order than anything.]
You can have the bed; I'm hardly home and when I am, I can take the couch.
[It's settled then, as far as he's concerned.]