The Protector
Matsuda stared at L as he devoured a slice of cake in mere seconds. He'd been staring at L while he was eating a lot recently. It was very unhealthy that he ate so much sweets. He decided that, if L wouldn't take care of himself, it was up to him to take care of the detective. He stood in his determination, making his way over to L as he began his fifth slice of cake.
He picked up the cake, taking it away. "L, you really should –!" CHOMP! "Alright, alright, I'm giving it back." as gently as he could, he pulled his hand out of L's mouth, setting the cake back down on the desk. L smiled sweetly at him as if nothing had happened.
"Thank you Matsuda-san."
As Matsuda backed away as though he were afraid L would suddenly leap out of his chair and mull him, Watari sighed.
"Never mess with L and his cake."