L jerked his foot back, glaring at Raito and looking positively betrayed. Raito glared back, annoyed.
"They're just socks, Ryuuzaki-kun."
L shook his head, drawing his legs to his chest in an attempt to further distance his lover from his feet. "This is where I draw the line on Raito-kun's bizarre sleep remedies." Raito grit his teeth.
"They're not bizarre." He hissed, crawling next to L and attempting to reclaim the man's feet. L sat on them to guard against the fuzzy socks clutched in one of Raito's hands. Raito sighed through his nose and looked back up at L. "Warm feet help blood flow. Good blood flow helps sleep. Therefore, warm feet help sleep. Now give me your feet."
"No." L said stubbornly, smacking away Raito's approaching hand. Raito growled.
"What's your problem with socks, anyway?"
L ignored Raito's question, grabbing the socks from his hand and tossing them across the room. Raito grunted and made to fetch them, but L pulled Raito down by his shoulders. He searched Raito's face for a moment, thumb at his lips in thought. Then, abruptly, the thumb came away..
"I have a better idea." L scrambled under the covers and stared pointedly at Raito, who hesitantly did the same. The younger man jumped as something cold and smooth touched his feet. After a second he realized that they were L's feet, and he smiled a little. L raised his eyebrows hopefully. "Raito-kun will keep my feet warm?"
Raito looked concerned. "Are you sure your feet are the only part of you that's cold?"
L thought for a moment. "Now that you mention it, my lips are a bit chilly..."
The lights flicked off, and the socks lay forgotten on the floor.