Disclaimer: Acey is the only thing that belongs to me.
This drabble was inspired by a conversation Erin and Acey were having in the collaboration currently being written by WhiteLadyDragon and myself, In Perfect Trust.
Not for the first time, L deduced that he was satisfied with the way his latest case had closed. Swallowing a piece of short cake, he snuck a glance at the girl that made closing the case possible. They'd been investigating a series of serial killings committed by priests and church officials. In the end, she was the one who discovered it was a case of demonic possession.
Acey of Spades quietly sat watching a movie, smoking a cigarette. L became curious when she started to show signs of distress. Her posture visibly stiffened, and she began to worry at her lower lip with her fingers. He shifted his eyes to the screen to see what was perturbing her.
The character on the screen was holding a gun to his head, preparing to shoot himself. L had witnessed this little quirk before. For some reason he could only deduce as having had a bad experience with this type of scenario in the past, Acey had a hard time watching someone shoot themselves in the head.
Getting to his feet, L quietly padded across the room towards her. Standing behind her, L leaned forward, placing his hands over the meduim's eyes. "Your fear is quite distracting," He murmured in her ear to muffle the sound of the gun shot.
"Oh, and here I thought you were concerned," Acey replied curtly. Nevertheless, she smiled.
Maybe, just maybe, he cares for me more than he likes to let on.
