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L panted, running through the headquarter's corridors, slamming into doors to get them open, never looking behind him, for it would only slow him down. An inhumane screech echoed in the distance, the swooping of wings getting closer and closer, L tripped, and the thing laughed as L tried, and failed, to get back on his feet. L finally gave up, turning onto his back and closing his eyes, waiting in anticipation for the final blow as the thunder clapped outside. There was another screech, and L could feel the thing's warm breath on his face. He winced in disgust, opening his eyes, which widened as the strange half bat half human thing's jaws closed in, getting closer and closer...
L shuddered awake, tears in his dark eyes. Whimpering softly, L got out of bed, and, true to the dream, ran through the headquarter's corridors until he reached a door.
Light's door.
When in his bed, L had never considered waking Light up. He'd just thought that Light would be awake. L knew first-hand how grumpy Light got when awoken in the middle of the night, and so he turned away, but then he stopped. Light had once said that he'd always be there for L, in case he ever got scared. And so, summoning all of his courage, L knocked, thrice, on the door.
From the other side of the door, L heard a groan, and, a few seconds later, the door opened to reveal Light. Light had evidently been close to sleep, for his hair, usually oh so neat, was now dishevelled, rubbing his face with one hand as he squinted at L, leaning against the doorway.
However, once he saw L's state, he straightened up, grabbing L's hand and pulling him inside.
"Another nightmare?" Light asked of L.
L could only nod, as Light grabbed L's hand again and pulled him towards the bed, flipping the covers back with his free hand before releasing L's hand and pushing him lightly into bed. Light then proceeded to walk around the other side of the bed, getting in and snuggling up to L, who was still sat up, exactly where Light had pushed him.
"L." L looked at Light. "Come on, lay down." Light's tone was soothing, as though he was talking to a small child. When L refused to move, Light sighed, sitting up and lightly pushing down on L's chest, until L was forced to be in a laying down position.
Light stayed sitting up, and looked down at L, stroking the older man's hair and humming a lullaby his mother had always sung to him when he was recovering from a nightmare.
Soon, L was asleep, and so Light laid back down, his hand snaking up L's white shirt, stroking his skin lovingly. L twitched in his sleep, and so Light ceased his movements, pressing a kiss to L's forehead and withdrawing his hand.
"I'll always protect you, L." Light whispered, resting his head on his pillow and hoping that whatever L had dreamed about would soon leave him alone.