D is for drunk.
L was drunk.
Light could not find L anywhere in this God-forsaken club. He was scanning the area again in frustration when he heard a defiant growl from behind him. He turned and gasped in shock.
"Ryuzaki! Put that bar stool down right now." Light ordered L in a harsh yet frightened tone.
L was holding up a rather tall stool and shaking it in what seemed to be anger. The surrounding people were whispering things along the lines of "crazy drunk ape".
L obeyed with a pout. "But Ligghht…the fat meanie won' give me nother strawberry slushy!" He gestured towards the well-built bartender while sticking out his tongue for emphasis.
Light looked at the man in confusion. The bartender explained that they had a strict 'no more than three drinks per person' rule. Even for strawberry daiquiris.
Light roughly pulled L away to a quieter area. "You idiot! We are supposed to be observing Higuchi! That's why we're in this club in the first place, not to be causing a scene of violence because you can't hold your liquor!"
Ryuzaki was quiet and his head was hanging low. He slowly raised it and revealed his glassy eyes filled with guilt. "I'm sowy Light."
Light pulled him in for a quick hug. Now he was feeling guilty. "It's okay, we'll just sit back down. Mogi, Matsuda, and my dad can handle this themselves."
Light led Ryuzaki to an area with seats close to the bar. They sat down and after a while L seemed to have calmed down and could form coherent sentences. Light furrowed his eyebrows in exhaustion.
"Aw, sweetheart, don't frown. You'll put wrinkles on that pretty face." The detective and brunette looked up to see a tall, dark-haired man smirking down at Light not bothering to conceal his lust.
Light sighed with distain. "Not interested big guy. I don't need another headache tonight."
"Oh? What about tomorrow?" The man leaned closer to Light and rested his hand on the smaller man's shoulder making the alcohol scent from his mouth almost unbearable.
Light was about to retort but L cut him off. "Let me make this very clear to you." He smacked the man's hand off Light. "Light is mine."
L pulled Light's face to his and roughly kissed him. His hand tangled in the soft brown hair while the other cupped the jaw of the stunned man. He pulled away just before they died from lack of oxygen and pecked Light's cheek.
Light licked his lips. They tasted like strawberry and rum.
"We are leaving now." L took the hand of a dazed, blushing Light and led him towards the exit and away from the other disappointed suitor.
When they were outside, Light stammered, "You..I…uhhh…we…what?"
"Light, I'm drunk. Appease me."