A/N:
Hello my dearies! First of all… SHARK WEEK FUCK YEA
*Ahem* I am back from a long week of camping in Castlegar J I had the urge to write for the whole week, though I didn't bring my precious laptop… I can't believe I survived. I only had my phone for survival with NO Wifi… But, through all that hardship, I got to see Lucy which was an interesting movie J
Oh ho ho yes, I almost forgot. I found a colored LxLight tentacle doujinshi so, I posted that on my Tumblr. So fucking hot you need to check it out:
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Disclaimer:
Of course I don't own Death Note. If I did, I wouldn't be sitting in bed with messy makeup, chocolate stained clothing and bitten knuckles. Yes, I bite my knuckles because I love the taste of blood, and if I owned Death Note I probably wouldn't bite them. Maybe I would? Idk. *cough* I am probably a cannibal *cough*
Only One Bed
Light received his instant ramen from the microwave carefully, holding the rim of the cup to make sure he won't burn himself. L had no chopsticks, so Light just used a spoon to eat his meal. They migrated to the living room and sat down on the couch. L, of course didn't use the coffee table to eat on and just let his cake crumbs fall onto the couch. Though, Light ate over the table to make sure nothing dribbles. Seeing the mess around the room and the careless way L ate made Light speak up again.
"You need to fix your messy eating habit and clean up all the rooms. I can't stand garbage and wrappers everywhere I turn." Light set his ramen down and looked at L with seriousness in his eyes. Light didn't want… ants and… and cockroaches to invade. Light flinched; thinking of how he would wake up from the feeling of little bugs crawling along his skin.
L simply nodded; cheeks puffed similar to a squirrel storing nuts and such in its cheeks. Though, L's cheeks were full of cake. Crumbs and cream were around his mouth, and somehow in his hair, making Light shake his head with disappointment. Light scooped up the white cream that was in L's hair before it quickly melted and became sticky, taking the appearance of…something else, and whipped the residue from his hand on L's shirt. L grumbled in reply, and stretched the side of his shirt to look at the cream stain, earning a small chuckle from his companion.
"Don't worry, I will help you tidy up. I'm not that mean," Light said with a smug smile, but got shot with glaring eyes.
"You wiped cream on my shirt…"
"Yes, but I took it out of your hair."
L sighed and took the previous small plates with cake crumbs sprawled on it to the kitchen; starting to clean up. Cleaning was never L's thing as you can tell. He never had visitors in his home, except Watari who complained about the mess. Though, L never listened and just lived the life of a messy slob.
Light started to pick up the lollipop sticks and candy wrappers around the living room, and decided to just take the small garbage bin around with him instead of taking trips to it. Light swept off the crumbs from the couch into the bin, while L cleaned the tables and counters with a wet cloth. After a good hour of cleaning, Light was satisfied when the home was spotless. Dust was swept away and the food stained pillow cases and bed sheeting were thrown in the laundry basket, and L called Watari to pick up the laundry. Watari was surprised when he got the call, because L was never anxious for his laundry to be cleaned, though he was even more surprised when he saw how spotless L's room was. They said their greetings and goodbyes as Watari took the dirty laundry, and sat down on the couch; exhausted.
L eyed the luggage that still sat under the window, and wondered where Light was going to store his clothing. In L's closet, surely. Light had nowhere else to store it except folding it on the floor, or buying another closet. L didn't mind sharing whatsoever, and he didn't have many clothes, so it wasn't a big ruckus. Though… sharing brung up the topic of where Light was going to sleep. Sharing… a bed? L did feel slightly nervous of that thought, but he didn't want his roommate to sleep on the small couch. Especially not the floor. Sharing a bed. It won't be that bad, would it? Infant boys did it all the time at slumber parties and such… So, it wouldn't matter if they are 16 and 17… Correct? Maybe the circumstances were different due to the drastic change of age. But they are just friends, so it wouldn't matter. Yes, who cares? Other people won't find out, and if they did L never really was stung by what the students said. Maybe Light would be, but L was sure he was stronger than that. L nodded to himself; agreeing with the choice of sharing a closet and bed with Light.
"I am going to start unpacking; I think I have extra bedding in my luggage for you," Light said as he got up from the couch and walked to his luggage. Light took his luggage by the extended handle, and looked at L like to say, 'where shall I put this?'
L understood the unspoken question, and replied, "You can store your clothing in my closet."
Light smiled at how generous L was, but still asked, "Are you sure?"
L nodded. "Yes, of course I am. Where else would you store your clothing? I also have space in my closet so it is convenient."
Light acknowledged L with a sleepy yawn -tired and exhausted- as he pulled his luggage to L's bedroom.
Well, because Light ran away from home after he slaughtered his entire family, he didn't bring any clothing. Well, he changed out of his blood stained clothes of course, but was still too stunned to bring anything for survival. Just his being, and anything on him and that was it. So, when Whammy found Light curled up in an alleyway, franticly glancing ever where, he was very worried and brought some food and such for Light because he was… boney. Whammy spoke to Light and asked why was he in an alleyway, Light lied and said he saw his family dead when he came back from shopping. Whammy, being the generous type asked if Light would like to stay at the hotel he was staying at and let Light eat and rest for the mean time. Yes, that would be the scenario to decline; (stranger danger.) though Light wasn't in the right mind so he accepted. Long story short, Whammy had Light do an I.Q. test and was astonished by his raging I.Q. points. Whammy told Light about the Orphanage, Light accepted and Whammy gave Light money to buy himself a new wardrobe.
L followed behind, and brought up the subject of… sleeping as Light unpacked his clothing and such.
L twiddled this thumbs; staring at his pale toes that were fondling with one another and muttered out, "You can sleep with me in my bed for the mean while." Light stopped his hand from placing his black button up shirt on the clothing hanger, and craned his neck so he was facing L. Light's thoughts were spiraling around his head, and he kept thinking of the worst case scenario if he agreed. Like if Light was talking in his sleep; he might have that nightmare of being hunted down by a Chupacabra. He… Might have a dream, er, nightmare of killing his family…Or his subconscious might make him… say things… about L… Or Light might have… an erotic dream. He would be watched by L with wide eyes as Light thrashed around; whimpering and moaning. He would awake to a flustered, embarrassed face gaping from beside him and sticky sheets. It would be awkward around them for a while, and Light did not want to humiliate himself… So, stuttering, Light declined, "I-I will just sleep on the couch.
The uncomfortable tone in Lights voice was obvious, even though he tried to cover it. L didn't exactly understand why Light was this uneasy. Sure, it was two men sleeping beside together in the same bed… but they are just friends. Even though L sometimes has 'weird' thoughts about his friend, he tries to ignore them. So, unsatisfied and generously, L mulled, "Yes, you could if you want back problems. Or, you could sleep blissfully on my comfortable bed. It is fine, Light-kun… yes, it may be slightly awkward, but we are friends."
Light sighed. What was the chance of all of that happening anyway? He rarely gets nightmares and there is only a 7% chance of having an erotic dream. It was perfectly fine. And he would rather sleep on a super comfortable bed instead of a small string couch.
Continuing hanging his newly bought clothing, Light smiled and said, "Sure."
Light tossed L the bed sheets that where packed in his bag. He bought bed sheets because… He wasn't expecting this. This giant beautiful orphanage that was so high prioritised. Thinking of slumbering in a small, dirty moldy room, he instead got to slumber in a clean one with no mice and bugs and fungi. Though, he never knew it would be this fancy, so he bought bed sheets just in case. He would rather sleep on a clean bed than a dirty one.
L caught the bed sheeting, and started unfolding it to stretch the sheet over the mattress corner. Luckily, the bed sheeting was made for a queen sized bed, so it would fit perfectly. Though, every fucking time you cover the third corner, the other covered corners pop out of place. Stupid bed sheeting.
After a couple minutes of failure, L was finally able to fit the bed cover over all the mattresses corners. He slipped the pillow cases onto the white pillows with ease, and same with the comforters cover. Smiling, L quickly made the bed, and gazed at how… clean it looked. The bed wasn't stained nor crumb covered… and it wasn't unmade… He couldn't remember the last time he saw his bed actually clean. It's nice that Light is living with L. The company, his cleanness and how he stopped L from cutting, even though it was difficult for L to throw away the blade.
L sighed, and sat down on the edge of the bed; waiting for Light to finish unpacking. Though, a faint blush perked on his cheeks when he saw Light bending over; picking a shirt to hang. He couldn't stop… staring at Light and couldn't stop his thoughts from thinking about how… his arse was such a lovely shape. Lights arse was slightly waging right to left with the song he was humming to himself to ease the boredom of unpacking, and L's eyes kept following its movements like a dog eager to lick a bone, but his owner is rude and keeps swaying it in front of his eyes; out of reach. L grimaced and his blush deepened when he thought of the verb; 'lick,' and quickly looked away before this thoughts became anymore perverse.
'How can I think of such things… and why was I so intrigued by looking at my friends… ass? Light would be most frightened if he caught me looking. Because, friends don't do such a thing…' Even though L kept telling himself not to look, his eyes slowly slid back to the display in front of him. And Light knew. He could feel L's stare, but for some reason he wasn't uncomfortable by it. He was actually having fun teasing L for a… odd reason. His subconscious was clapping, and a part of his scarred mind kept ranting on about how he shouldn't do such a sinful act, but maybe the soft kiss on his cheek made Light slightly break through his shell. Light chuckled to himself as he hummed a little louder, and swayed his arse a little more. Fun. He was having fun. But, he tease ended when his clothing was all unpacked, hung and folded. Well, except for a pair of pajamas to change into. And, tiredly, Light informed that he was going to change, and walked into the bathroom with his pair of pajamas. This let L have a few minutes of thinking time. Like how… he kept staring at his friends arse.
'What if he caught me? And why was I doing such a thing anyway? I looked away, but my eyes kept gazing back… I mean, it is a nice, plump shape… It's hard to look away from such a nice ass… No. No no no. What is wrong with me? I can't think of such things! This is not normal whatsoever.'
Angered with himself and confused about his sexuality, (even though L is determined that he is asexual, or at least an asexual-heteroromantic.) he marched out of his shared bedroom to receive his laptop from the coffee table. Sighing, he walked back into his bedroom, but only to see his roommate half naked scurrying around in his luggage. Shirtless, with only baby blue pajama pants loosely hanging from his hips. He was in the same bent over position for L to gawk at, but the pajamas fabric was thin, so it rest upon every curve of the young attractive man. L, almost dropping his laptop erected (A/N: lol) a strong red blush from ear to ear. Stuttering, but still admiring, "W-w-what are you doing?
Light replied, but was still looking for something in his luggage, "Oh, I just forgot my toiletries." Light finally stood up with a decent sized bag that was apparently filled with toiletries.
"Okay…" L muttered, still admiring Lights fine toned abdomen, not realising that his staring was completely obvious.
Smiling, Light re-entered the bathroom.
Five minutes pasted of Light cleaning his face, teeth and brushing his hair (even though he is about to sleep.) and L completely confused with himself while he gazed blankly at his laptop's desktop that was balancing on his knees. Light, praying to fucking God that he won't embarrass himself by having any weird dreams, and L frightened that his entire being will be consumed by his perverted demon, and do things to Light while sleeping; vulnerable. It is going to be an interesting night.
A/N:
Hne hne hneee… Aren't I just a little bugger? Cutting the chapter short just because I want to create a cliff hanger. Well, it is time for me to dress in my normal clothing (black and white , polka dots ((oh fuck yes)) my black layered dress with a kawaii fucking black mini fluffy kinda skirt, black tights, leather combat boots and my death note watch necklace.) and meet my oms new boyfriend. Woop woop sushi tonight bitches! Omg don't forget the high messy bun with polka dot rabbit ear style elastic. And my Domo purse. Styling in the fashiooonnnn.
