Author/Artist: greenelysium
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing/Character: Light/L
Theme: Dangerous Intersection
Rating: T, to be safe.
Disclaimer: I don't own Death note, the characters, or the song Macho Man. No profit is being made, please don't sue.
Dangerous Intersection
There had been a time, Light recalled a bit sourly, when every girl who saw him on the street wished they could be spending just a millisecond of any day with him. There had been a time when Light only had to call the first person on his phone to get a date on Friday. There had been a time where women and young girls alike had fallen over his footsteps.
"Light-kun, I'm hungry, let's head inside there." He turned his narrowed eyes to glare at the object that had forced this time to come to an abrupt end, noting the way they held hands resembled the dog chain that had once been there, except instead of keeping him in check it now kept his partner.
He then looked to the obstruction ahead of them that L had thought to go into.
"That's a gay bar, L." He winced as the song "Macho macho man" blared from the open doors of the club/bar.
L brought his thumb up to his lips, half biting on it and Light had to lift his glare when his bitterness gave way to his weakness. L was sometimes too naive of the social world, and it was adorable sometimes.
But he didn't want to go in that large building full of sex crazed and partner less men, in fear of being groped by a mistakenly drunk forty-year old. It was just too… unsanitary…
"Let's go back to the apartment; we can have lunch on the way." Light tried, giving a tug on that pale hand and turning away.
But L didn't budge.
"Come on, L…" His voice elevated noticeably in panic at the look in his lover's eyes, and he found it more urgent to push the situation along.
"We're gay, aren't we?" That was it. Those dark, curious pools were angled towards him now, and Light couldn't help the twitch before he calmed himself down, and explained.
"No, L, we are not gay."
"But we're both guys"
"I know, but see"
"-we've kissed"
"Yes, but"
"-We've had sex"
"Okay, but List"
"-you have more hair products than a girl"
Light decided there was no way out of it but to choke his lover with a kiss. When he felt L was suitably breathless, he explained between his own pants.
"We are not gay. You are asexual with a me exception, and I am straight with a you exception."
L pondered this for a moment, thumb between his lips once more, and then the thumb was removed, to reveal a frown. "So you still look at girls even though you have me?"
Light sighed, and figured there was only one way to solve this.
Dragging L with their hands still entwined, they entered the open doors and stood at the top of the stairs leading down to the gay bar club. Light saw he had underestimated the bar for the more explicit content of male waiters standing… on the bar. But none the less, he gestured wildly at the stage where several men were lined up, miming the macho man song and dawning the respective police man suit, fireman suit, and so on and so forth. Then he yelled at L. "Would you rather I look at THAT?"
When he didn't receive an answer, he realized it was because L had his eyes glued to the 'macho men' in horror. Light sighed, so maybe he had gone overboard and made a mistake…
He scooped up L in his arms and rushed out, passing the security guards giving them odd, appraising looks that made Light shudder.
He set L down on the park bench a few blocks away. They had run into no woman, not surprisingly, that bar had been the only inhabited building around, they had just gotten lost.
"Now..." Light swallowed as he was kneeled before the huddled form sitting on the park bench. "Do you…" He was interrupted by the shove that sent him on his back, and L hugging him tightly. Some women with their children in the park looked at them with glares, a few teenage girls giggled as they passed by. Light sighed as he enveloped the form.
Okay, so there had been a time when he could have anyone he wanted.
But the only one he wanted was in his arms now, shivering and whispering he didn't know the police uniform could be used in that way, now he could never look at Light's father the same way again, and Light figured he had found what he had wanted.
