It had only been a few weeks Light had found himself chained to the world famous detective, L. Weeks of hard set accusations the younger male knew was complete and utter lies. Weeks of no space whatsoever, apart from each other, there were cameras peeking in closely into him like a subject under a microscope.
It was driving the young Yagami into madness before it all started to dull away, worn down to the norm of having only six feet of space from someone that looked like they had a deep seeded hatred for him. Dulled away with the sickening smell of sweets, random cream spills in odd places and of course long nights and painful days.
Light couldn't help but laugh weakly to himself with this revelation, coming out of the washroom in a pair of fresh boxers, seeing as L felt uncomfortable when the brunet walked in with nothing but a pair of towels. Light rubbed a small towel into his hair, trying to take away the water from his locks.
Having been used to being chained to a wall while he showered, a camera peeking into the small stall as he washed. It was rather shocking to find L giving him a dark look of determination placed on his face, Light expecting yet another drawl accusation from that look alone. That thought was taken widely aback when he did further inspection, the raven haired male holding a long, round throw pillow in his arms. It was of course velvet red, maybe three feet and slightly wide.
Light was at full extent of the chain that came from the wall, about to ask something before L walked over, a small tint changed in the older male's expression, holding it out.
"This is for you, Light," Ryuuzaki said rather quietly, shoving it into Light's bare chest, from that moment, the detective didn't meet eyes as he unlocked the chain from the wall and connected it with his. Light looked blankly to the throw pillow now in his arms, going to say something once again.
"I got it for you for a number of reasons," L said as he lead the brunet into their shared king sized bed, sitting down on it a little awkwardly, "I've noticed you often like to keep close contact if you find that you have a partner in your bed, Light," L said, looking down, the small tinge getting darker.
Light frowned as he went around the bed to go to his side, setting the throw pillow between them, sliding into the covers, setting the towel at the foot of their bed. He still felt confused with the detective.
"And even with his large bed, you seem to know subconsciously that I am on the other side and as rarely as I sleep, I have been sleeping lightly in your presence," L said firmly, his voice holding undertones of accusations Light hated so much. Ryuuzaki bit his tongue as he stripped his sweater from his leaner form, "I find it rather unpleasant for someone I find rather guilty of many murders to be- how they say, spooning me," The raven's face burned red as he made himself comfortable under the covers as well.
From this point, Light's head was almost in pain with this unusual information, his hand going to the throw pillow. He was biting his tongue as he tried to think of many things that had been going on while he had been in his subconscious state. Spooning L? That felt more than unheard of that anything. What about the morning? Shouldn't he have at least known something about having done that?
L seemed to have found it rather discouraging that the other male hadn't been making a single protest of accusing him of being the infamous Kira, twice in that last spoken words. He sighed softly as he looked to the throw pillow, "I had gotten that in hopes it would stop, maybe as a separator, or something for you to hold at night." L smiled a little weakly. His thumb had found its way into the grip of his teeth with the thought of Light holding the throw pillow, looking sweet and peaceful. Unlike what he really is, a cold blooded murder, that is.
The subject in mind had finally sunk into Light's mind before he glared to the other male, "Separator of course," Light spat as he ran his fingers up and down the velvet pillow, a small smile crossing his lips, "Of course I suppose having to use this would in fact be more comforting, seeing as it feels rather plush." he said as he laid back into his pillow. Yes, that held the implication that this heavy, slightly stiff throw pillow would be more soft compared to the detective's rather lightly build body, a little boney at some sights.
L couldn't help but feel a little jab at that, laying back as well, his chained hand going unnoticed over his chest, feeling his heart beat. He closed his eyes as he tried to ignore anything Light would say at this point, "It would be warmer too," Light added as he turned his body opposing his accuser. Ryuuzaki bit harder into his thumb, feeling the dull ache, he could feel the pattern of his thumb against his teeth and shut his eyes tighter
There had been a secret he had been keeping from the other male, of course he wouldn't tell.