Title: Sweet Things.
Author: Sun
Fandom: Death Note
Rating: Slutty
Genre: Smut, slight Comedy
Word Count: 247
Summary: Another fight, but which one is the victor?
Light gasped as he felt his footing give, and he hated the lively look in L's eyes. "Dammit, let go of it!" he cried out, gathering the thin chain of the handcuffs in his palms and pulling.
It was no use, though, and he collapsed against L, both boys falling roughly to the floor. Misa stood by the door, blinking and huffing at the intimate way they remained there, sprawled so indecently on the rug.
"Boys can be such idiots!" she mumbled, storming out the door and into the hallway.
Their eyes never left the other, and Light heaved a heavy sigh. "Are you gonna be serious and get off me?" he asked in a low tone unbefitting of his seemingly naïve nature.
L just blinked at him before leaning forward and running his tongue along the slim, slightly sweaty line of Light's jaw. Goosebumps erupted along the teen's arms, and he just sat perfectly still, staring with wide eyes at the detective.
"I thought you only liked sweets?" he murmured, unable to think of anything else to say.
L gave him a small smile. "I do."
Suddenly, the two of them leapt to their feet at the sounds of Misa entering the room, still red-faced from watching the fight between them. "Have you two made up yet?" she demanded in a high-pitched voice. "Yagami-san says that you need to at least try to get along!"
L and Light glanced at each other, both refusing to say a word.