Strawberries and Potato Chips
A dark haired man with black orbs sits with his feet on his chair, hugging his legs close to his slender form.
The brown eyed brunette he is watching glances questioningly at him, and then eats another potato chip.
Suddenly, the pale detective springs from his chair.
Putting his arms fondly around the brunette, their lips meet in a slow but loving kiss.
L pulled away hesitantly and gave Light a small smile.
"You taste like potato chips, Light-chan."
"And you taste like strawberries, L-ai."
"I love you so much."
"I like you more, but whatever."