Annnnnnnd here's another DN fic. I'm pumpin' them out! Another pretty OOC fic but that's alright, I suppose. Enjoy! I don't own Death Note. Drabbles of L and Light spending their time away from the investigation while handcuffed together. Anywhere from 100-1000 or more words, kind of developing their relationship as they spend more and more time together haha.

A toothbrush dangled from L's mouth nonchalantly as he got ready for bed. It was nearly ten minutes past one in the morning, but alas it was considered a bedtime nonetheless. Light was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed and his eyebrows raised at the dark haired detective, whom was hunched over the washroom counter, staring wide-eyed at his reflection in the mirror. He reached up to take the toothbrush into his fist and scrubbed at his teeth for the designated two minute time period before bending down to spit out his toothpaste and rinse his mouth. Watching L do his nightly routine for the first time had stricken Light in a weird place. He acted just like a normal human being.

"Are you going to brush your teeth as well? Dental hygiene is important to your overall health." Stated the detective monotonely. His blank stare turned from the mirror and was now aimed at Light, wide and curious gray eyes blinking once or twice before averting and moving away from the sink to let Light have his turn. L's usually pale complexion was slightly pink now too, as he had just washed his face with scorching hot water. His white sleeves were haphazardly rolled up to his elbows. He made a humming noise while he waited, observing and chewing on his thumb while he waited for Light to wash himself up for bed.

"How are we doing this, anyway?" Light questioned irritatedly, having had a long and exhausting day. He was able to stay up quite late himself, however he couldn't keep up with the black haired insomniac that he was now chained to. "I only saw one bed in there." The bedroom had an ensuite that they were currently standing in – well L was hunched slightly, twiddling his bare toes amongst one another.

"We're sharing the bed. It is a queen."

"Huh? What! Sharing?!" Light exclaimed. There was no privacy at all, and he had to sleep with a man now, on top of it all?

"Well you need to be in my sight twenty four hours a day, seven days a week until I'm no longer suspicious of you. I can't imagine having two separate beds and being chained to each other being a very good plan." One of them would wrench the other off of their bed in their sleep – that was for sure. L rose an eyebrow and shifted his lithe digits through his shaggy black hair.

"Yeah, uh-huh." Light said irritatedly. "I sleep in my boxers." The boy admitted with a frown. It was the most comfortable, unless L wanted him wearing pajama pants and getting sweaty in the middle of the night.

Light began to brush his teeth and wash his face, getting ready for bed now as well. He was too exhausted to begin arguing with L, which was what they had mostly been doing since being chained together earlier that morning. L was still leaning against the bathroom wall reflecting on what his suspect had just said. Light in nothing but a pair of boxers. He shuddered at the images in his mind and sighed slightly, looking up finally. "I do too. But I wear a shirt also." L explained quietly, waiting until Light was finished before the boys reluctantly made their way into the bedroom for an inevitably awkward first sleep together.

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