Not Quite A Super Fun Fact, But Not One That Everyone Is Aware Of. L Never Truly Liked The Guy.

Not quite a super fun fact, but not one that everyone is aware of. L never truly liked the guy.

ME

im like 15 years late but i started watching Death Note. whats the appropriate amount to be in love with L Lawliet (asking for a friend)

He’s a ten, but he is condescending and lies quite often. He also sits weird, baths in a washing machine, pee squatting, and generally looks like a frog.

Y/n: *Doing anything*

L: "My love for you just increased by 5%"

This song fucks me UP.

I’m gonna write something to it on my 8 hour car drive home tomorrow.

Comforting Touches | L x Fem!Reader | Comfort

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Content: Female reader, written in the second person.

Warnings: Brief mention about potential mommy issues (I'm projecting lol)

Notes: It can be seen as a part 2 to this. I also just needed to comfort myself.

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It was happening again. L could see your demeanor growing weak. Unfortunately, he was more tired now than the last time he had seen your depressive episode. His eyes stinging from the screen, head barely being able to be kept up.

Seeing L's state, you mustered your own social courage to address the task force. "Alright, we should call it a night. Everyone go home and get some rest, spend time with your families."

You specifically eyed Aizawa, Soichiro and his son Light.

The men all nodded, packed up their stuff, and left for the night. L sighed and visibly struggled to keep his eyes open. You leaned over the chair, gently putting a hand on his shoulder.

"C'mon, hon, I'll help you to bed."

Knowing he had no choice, L nodded and got up, leaning on you as you went. L collapsed on the bed - he'd been up for almost six days. L kept his eyes closed as he heard you walk about, going through your nightly routine.

L heard you stop, sigh, and get into the bed next to him. He threw an arm over you and nuzzled into your neck.

"Oh. I thought you'd fallen asleep already."

"Mmh, no. Not yet." L yawned. "I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry I caught it so late."

"Caught what?"

"Your episode. I've noticed you've been getting sad again."

"Oh...yeah." You'd muttered quietly, bringing one of your hands up to play with his hair. "Don't worry about it, okay? I'll be fine."

L shook his head and looked up at you. "Talk to me. Please."

You both stared at each other before giving in to your boyfriend's wish. "...alright."

You'd told him about your troubles with your mother recently. L listened as intently as he could. He hummed and nuzzled back into your neck again.

"I dunno how to help you...I never actually had a parent to do these things..."

"I know, Lawliet...jus' want you to hold me, okay?" You squeezed him close to you for a second.

L nodded wordlessly. Usually he hated when you'd call him 'Lawliet,' for alias reasons. But he was too tired to argue now, and he also wanted you to feel better.

So, he settled for wrapping his slim arms around you, falling asleep partially on top of you, trying to plan out how he could make you feel better in the morning.