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How to B WhoLe
Chapter Two:
First Clue
BB sat up straighter on the bed.
"L?"
L closed his eyes and fell to his knees in front of BB.
"This is wrong," he whispered. "What am I thinking?"
"No it isn't" BB tried to keep his face smooth so as not to frighten the crumpled man. L looked so uncharacteristically vulnerable, the easiest target one could imagine.
L's broken helpless irritated BB. He wanted to guide L through this, not order him around.
"You're letting the past prevent you from thinking clearly."
L mumbled something low that sounded almost like "should be put in a straitjacket for even suggesting…"
"Knock it off," BB hissed fiercely. He grabbed L's face in his hands and waited until L opened his dark eyes. "L and BB. That's all that's relevant. The only thing relevant to the mystery I am going to help you solve. Do you understand?"
"Yes," L sighed.
"Forget about the past. For us. Pledge that you'll let it pass."
L stared into BB's eyes a minute before replying.
"I so pledge."
"Thank you. L, I'm not frightened."
"I'm terrified", L whispered, turning his face into BB's palm, muffling his confession.
"Don't be." BB took a deep breath. "Now, rest your head. That's it."
L lay his head against BB's knee, letting the scarred fingers stroke his hair, then his face. The slender digits trailed down his jugular.
Hesitantly, almost afraid, even now, that BB would disappear, like a mirage, too beautiful to be real…hesitantly, L reached out with a trembling hand and stroked the back of BB's free hand, where it lay within his reach. He marveled at the fine drawing up of skin there, almost lacy with nearly invisible scars. He fingered the white lines and held BB's wrist against his face. When L looked up again, BB's eyes were narrowed, watching him. His eyes appeared to be bright scarlet today, wilder, more intense with an uncontrollable need. L sensed it too, there was no desire at all, it was a necessity, sharpening to the point of absolute and inescapable agony.
The gathering inferno in BB's eyes smoldered away all of L's resolve, his timid indecision.
BB saw the assent in L's eyes. He trembled, just slightly. His orange jumpsuit mashed him, hard. He felt heat. He felt warm breath through the cloth. L had found his first clue.
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