L: Is this seat empty?
Light: Yes, and mine will be too if you sit down.
(L sat down on the bed anyways. Light gave a huff of resignation and turned his head away from L.)
L: Hey, baby, what's your sign?
Light: Do Not Enter!
("Suggestive much?" L wiggled his eyebrows. Light slapped the back L's head. "Ow.")
L: Haven't I seen you someplace before?
Light: Yeah, that's why I don't go there anymore.
("Then you have lots of places you don't go to anymore." "…Stalker.")
L: So, wanna go back to my place?
Light: Well, I don't know. Will two people fit under a rock?
("You do know that I am rich, Light-kun." "Yeah, but you look and act like a hermit." "…Point taken.")
L: I want to give myself to you.
Light: Sorry, I don't accept cheap gifts.
("…Back to my previous statement." L decided.)
L: I know you want me.
Light: You're right; I want you - to leave.
("This is my house, Light-kun." Light rolled his eyes.)
L: I'd love to get into your pants.
Light: No thanks; I have one asshole in there already.
(Light made an exaggerating pained groan.)
L: You must turn a few heads.
Light: You must turn a few stomachs.
("From my eating habits, yes." "Ugh.")
L: What would you say if I asked you to marry me?
Light: Not much. It's hard to talk and laugh at the same time.
("That actually hurt me, Light-kun." "Are you referring to my response to your awful line, or my elbow which is currently residing on your ribs?" "Both."
L: Where have you been all my life?
Light: Hiding from you.
(Light dived under the blankets and cuddled himself into a ball. L playfully hugged the ball that is Light, ignoring the irritated muffled sounds coming from inside the blanket.)
A/N: I'm running out of ideas!