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#emotional reunions aren't their thing so this sounds about right

overkeehl

ok so the typical matt/mello reunion trope is usually pretty angsty or heartfelt or whatever right? but what if they just… like run into each other completely accidentally somewhere innocuous like the safeway cereal aisle or the laundromat and they make awkward small talk like you do when you run into someone you used to know in high school and they both are like, yeah, we should totally do coffee sometime and catch up, right? totally without meaning to ever follow up on it and maybe they hug awkwardly before going their separate ways, and maybe Matt puts some magnum condoms in his basket in case he runs into Mello again at the register, not because he’s trying to get lucky but just in the off chance that Mello looks into his basket. But he doesn’t and now Matt has this box of condoms that he’ll never use because he was too embarrassed to put them back. And when he gets home he adds Mello on facebook (Mello’s profile’s set to private so Matt can’t lurk through his photos, but his profile pic is a Very Curated picture of him on a motorcycle and he looks Very Cool.)
Mello does add him back though eventually and he and one of Rod Ross’s working girls go through Matt’s profile together making vicious fun of him.
“Candy, come look at this loser i let fingerbang me back in high school - what do you think, smash or pass?” They decide he’d be fuckable if he shaved his pube stache and stopped wearing literal fucking goggles in all his profile pictures.

And then fast forward to like 6 months later and Mello’s buried under the smoldering ruins of his hideout but his phone still works somehow and he sends Matt a facebook message with the address of said smoldering ruin and “how about that coffee?”