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L

"Because I love you! That's why!"

He was shouting, flailing his arms, tugging on the chain. "You-you- lo-love m-me?" I ask. He sits at the foot of the bed. "Yes. L. I love you." He says his head in his hands. I sit there, my thumb running across my lips. There is a 97% chance that Light is very much telling the truth. "Well?" He asks, looking up, "say something." He's blushing. I look away, embarrassed. "What does that mean?" I ask the wall. "Love?" He asks. "Um..." Long pause. "Yes." I whisper, turning back to him. "Well, love is a feeling. It's attraction and attachment. It's safety. It's warm. Every time I look at you, my heartbeat speeds up, my cheeks blush, I get nervous. Every time I see you, I swear you become more beautiful. I want to hold you, and to make you happy, I want you. I love you." I can hardly take in what he is saying. My hand drops from my mouth a few minutes later. "What is it L?" He asks, "I'm sorry, I messed this up. I'm-" I pull on the chain, shutting him up. "Light Yagami." I say, my hand reaching out, "from my understanding of the definition, there is a 98% chance that I love you as well." I brush my thumb against his cheek. "You-you do?" He asks, looking up at me, and catching my hand.

"Yes." Light smiles in a way I've only seen him smile twice. When I first heard his deduction skills and was impressed, and now, when I told him I love him. He moves closer to me. He sits crosslegged in front of my perching body. "There is no thinking involved in love." He says, and it takes me a moment before I understand. He holds out his arms, and I shift into his lap sideways. His arm is around my shoulder, and my face is in his collarbone. I feel his free hand brushing through my hair. I like that feeling. I sigh, and relax into him. "I like this." I whisper, looking up at him. He chuckles softly and I feel the vibration in his chest, "as do I." He says and kisses my nose. "Light? Can I sleep with you tonight?" I ask and he nuzzles his face in my hair. "Of course, Love." He says and lifts me up.

He brings me to the top of the bed and tucks me under the blankets, before kissing my forehead. I smile, and feel an odd warmth in my cheeks. "You're so cute when you blush." He says crawling into the bed next to me. I bury my face in my pillow. "Oh, come on L. Please. Pleeeeaaasssseeeee." I smile and roll over, facing him. He holds his arms out again. I move into them, he puts one arm over my waist and the other is brushing hair off my face. I close my eyes and feel myself lean into his hand, like a cat. Then I move closer, tangling my feet with his, I put my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. I lie on his shoulder with his arm under my head, wrapping down to my waist. My arms are curled to my chest and Light adjusts so he can put both arms around me. I lean into him and I feel his foot gently reach out and brush against mine. I jump at first but then, I find it oddly comforting. I nuzzle against him, and for the first time in a very, very long time I fall asleep. And for the first time in my life, I fall asleep blushing and with a smile.

Light

I'm afraid to breathe. The delicate boy has just fallen asleep in my arms, and I'd never forgive myself for waking him up. I look down at him, and hear his little even breaths. Suddenly he shifts a bit and snuggles closers to me. I smile and hold him tighter. 1 year. 14 days. 8 hours. That's how long I've waited for this moment. I had known that L didn't know much about affection, but I was slightly taken aback when he asked what love was. We really will be figuring it out together. Like learning a waltz, I know a bit more, so I'll lead, but we need each other to make it truly beautiful. The thought makes me smile. I look down again at him, his small fists are holding onto my white t shirt. He loves me. I can't get that out of my head. Taking a slight risk, I lean down and kiss his head, when he stirs but doesn't wake up I relax.

I stare at him for quite a while, stroking his hair, or kissing his forehead. He shifts around and pulls me tighter, "Light-kun?" He asks, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "What are you doing up? It's four in the morning?" I bite my lip to stop from laughing. Why are you up so early? Look who's talking. "Okay, so I have no room to judge," L says, bringing his thumb to his mouth. I gently reach my hand out and move his away. He looks up at me, blushes and then looks down. "Hey, it's okay," I say and put my hand under his chin, gently tilting it so he's looking at me. "Light-kun, doesn't like it when I do that, Light-kun thinks I am flawed." He says, pulling away from my hand. "You are not flawed." I say, kissing his jaw. "I'm broken," He says, and turns to face me. "My broken beauty, I have some bandaids, I can help you heal all the wounds, and I can dry all your tears."

I can tell L is tearing up, which is something I have never witnessed before, and it is by far the most heartbreaking thing I've ever viewed in my entire life. He lets me put my knees on the outside of his legs, one left, one right. I cradle his face and wipe away his tears. He grabs my wrists, and holds them there. Without even realizing it, I began to softly sing.

"When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse."

L closes his eyes and leans into my hands. His head drops and his body is completely slack. His chest is moving quickly while he sobs. I put my arms around him and pull him into my lap like I did before.

"And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?"

His arms are clutching my shirt, and his small frame is trembling vigorously. I wrap both my arms around his shoulders, and hug him tight, gently rocking as I sing. I put my chin on his head, so he won't see the tears that are forming in my eyes. I squeeze my eyes shut as he chokes on another sob and I feel my tears starting to fall.

"Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you"

I whisper the last park against his temple a couple of times. My shirt is beyond soaked from his tears and his hair is equally as soaked from mine. We sit there, for hours, L sobbing, me trying to keep myself together, but failing. I hold him so tight I shake. Then, he sniffs, and his fists uncurl from my shirt. He looks up at me, his panda eyes tearstained and swollen. His bottom lip quivering. "I'm sorry, Li-" I cut him off with a kiss. He stays very still, but doesn't push me off. "What was that?" He asks, "I liked it." He says, touching his lips, before putting his arms around my neck and pulling me into another kiss.

He giggles after he pulls away. "I know you are wondering what happened with me tonight, but I'd rather not discuss it right now." He says and I nod. I take off my wet shirt and set it beside the bed, L blushes and is trembling…fear. That's what it is. "L, my shirt was wet, I'm not going to do anything to you," I say and his muscles relax a bit. "Let's get some sleep." I say, and L curls up to me. I lie on my back with my arm around his waist and he rests his head on my shoulder, his warm breath hits my neck, and his hair tickles the skin there.

I could hear L mumble something, but I was far too gone to hear it.


Hello. I wrote this as kind of "bedtime" story for a friend. I thought it would be fun to post. It's my first one, so this is just a practice run. I'm thinking about making it into a longer story. Let me know what you think. Simply and forever, Andi.