Rustle, rustle. Rip. Open.

The genius was at work and he was doing rather fine, what amused him was that you were so quiet. If a couple of Poky's packages could keep you that quiet he would make sure to buy more soon. He watched from the corner of his eye and saw you once again with a chocolate flavored poky stuck in your mouth. You chewed, licked and tasted such a delightful flavor.

After several minutes of silence as you ate, he turned around his chair to face you. You kept eating staring at the wall, he was just blank, he couldn't figure out why you would shut up and enjoy the sweets instead of annoy him till death. Maybe those pokies got some sort of magic? Or drugs…

Curious as he may ne, he stood up in his already known manner. Once next to you in the sofa, sitting with his knees up and long fingers over them, he stared at you with his head slightly cooked in a cute, childish way. He absorbed all the data he could recollect and sank it in his brain, he could see how much you loved the already mentioned candy, looked like you weren't paying attention to anything else but the melting chocolate in your hot mouth; probably you didn't even realize he was next to you.
Poky after poky, one by one the amount of pokies left was being reduced and he was questioning himself about what could make you addicted to them. He glanced at the box as he stretched his hand toward them, but just before he reached them you reacted gripping his hand by the wrist.

-What are you doing? - You hissed.

-Verifying if I gave you drugs instead of pokies.

-No way, they are pokies, back off.

And with another try from the detective you snatched them away moving over the soda. L wasn't going to give up, and even after it didn't look like it, he was pretty fast… or you were pretty dumb.

-Watch! Superman!- he exclaimed pointing at a random direction.[1]

-Where!?- You asked following his finger with your gaze.

He stole the pokies from your hand and hovered over the opposite side of the sofa picking up the poky's box within his index and thumb. You blinked in confusion; everything happened so fast, you turned around almost screaming just in time to see L taking out the last poky out of the box.

-Don't dare you, childish men!

He spun around and watched you in the eyes, a dark gleam made you open your mouth in disbelieve as he placed the tip of the poky in his mouth.

-You idiot!

L didn't know what was more shocking, the fact that you called him idiot completely ignoring his way higher IQ or that he had been acting out of mere curiousness instead of logic. Anyway, he didn't have time to think since you threw yourself over him sitting on top.

-Just 'cuz it's you… I guess we could share.

You bent down reaching L's face, in the process eating your side of the poky as L did the same till his lips tickled yours. He placed both hands in your back and vanished the short distance between your lips. He kissed you in a sweet and soft way.

-Since when do you like chocolate?

-Chocolate has lots of sugar, so it counts as a sweet, too.

You giggled at his excuse and kissed the handsome man again. He moved a little nudging you, in a blink of an eye he was on top of you, hungrily kissing you. You felt him nip at your bottom lip and you opened your mouth in response, you struggled a little with his tongue, though you knew you would lose against him like always. He massaged your tongue with his; you could still get the hint of chocolate and… nut?
L left unattended your mouth and kissed his way down your jaw line to your neck, sucking and licking a little earning a soft moan. Suddenly, he stopped dead in his tracks and crouched over so he was eye lever, you stared confused thinking you did something wrong. He watched how your mouth had started to turn red, and not exactly for his kisses.

-Hey, weren't you allergic to…nuts?

Your eyes widened as your felt your throat go raspy. L took the forgotten box and checked on the flavor: Chocolate and nuts.

-Oh, dear God. L!!

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[1]A reply from L after your "Where!?" was scrapped, it said something like "You know... Superman it's a fictional character from a certain comic, he doesn't really exist, and by the way... we are in the last floor, how do you think he would be outside the window?"