(Y/n) P.O.V
I step out of the shower, hair soaking. I wring out my hair in the shower and throw a towel around myself. Turning on the fan in the bathroom and shutting the door, I walk over to my desk and click the home button on my phone. 11:21. I walk to my closet and pull out a pair of underwear, white tank top, blue ripped skinny jeans, and black boots. Walking back into the bathroom, I pull out a hairdryer and blow-dry my hair. I throw on the clothes and run a hand through my almost dry hair. Walking back into my bedroom, I grab my black and red motorcycle helmet and walk across the house to the living room. Mello was on the couch, talking with someone on the phone. Snagging my leather jacket off the back of the couch, I throw it on. Mello hangs up, looking back at me.
"I was wondering where you were. Ready to go babe?" He asks, walking toward the door.
"Yup. Who are we visiting tonight?" I ask, walking out the door.
"No one. We're just going around the city. By the way, you look good." He says, looking at you.
"Right back at ya." I say, hopping on the bike. I put on the helmet and wrap my arms around his torso. He starts the engine, the vehicle humming underneath me.
"Hold on." Mello smirks, speeding out of the garage. As he tears down the street, I grin behind my helmet. Neon lights flash by my eyes as Mello zooms past everything. Cars honk their horns because of the obnoxious speed we're traveling at.
"SUCK A DICK!" I scream, laughing extremely hard. Mello chuckles and revs the motorcycle more.
"Mello, how fast are we going?" I yell, nudging him in the side.
"120 miles. Hang on, we have a narrow fit!" He screams, steering the vehicle in between two cars. I close my eyes, preparing for impact to only find there is none. He made the tight space and is now speeding down the road. Mello makes a few turns before stopping at a store. It was a chocolate store, not to my surprise. He took the keys out, hopping out of the motorcycle. I grabbed his hand and intertwined it with mine as we walked into the store. The shelves were lined with chocolate, and a few shelves of candy every now and then. I walk to a shelf containing truffles and pick out a box. I go to the counter, placing it down in front of the cashier. He scans it, placing it in a bag. I grab a 5 dollar bill from my back pocket before Mello's hand interferes.
"I've got it." He pulls out a 10 dollar bill and sets down 3 chocolate bars. After you get to know Mello, you learn not to argue with him because he always get's his way. The lady takes the bill and hands us the bag. I grab the door and hold it open for Mello. Mello hops on the motorcycle and I get on after him. He zips down the street again, tearing around the city.
~Time Skip~
M parks his motorcycle and grabs the bag, handing me the keys. I unlock the door and walk into his house. I set the keys on the counter, plopping down on the couch. Mello closes the door and sits next to me, handing me the box of truffles.
"Thank you Mello!" I say, kissing his cheek.
"No problem." He replies, biting off part of his chocolate bar.
"But seriously speaking, the lady in the book store was so confused." I laughed, remembering the lady freaking out because we were "gang members".
"Oh my god, she even called the police!" Mello joined in, wrapping an arm around me.
"There are two gang members in my store, they have on leather jackets!" I mocked.
"She didn't even ask us, she just called the police!" Mello laughed.
"We should do this again soon. It was fun." I lean my head against his shoulder.
"Deal." He replies, leaning in and kissing me.