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So… I was given two prompts for this. Either "Fanboy" or "Butt." After laughing for a good solid two minutes, I finally got calmed down and started thinking about it.
…And thought, "Well, why the hell can't I do both?"
Enjoy, EveningBlack, my love. And happy birthday!
Fanboy/Butt
"L. Give that here."
"No, Light."
"Fucking hell, L," Light exclaimed in exasperation, bringing a hand up to rub his temple. "You're being ridiculous."
"Mine!" L hissed, catching the object in his hand closer to his chest, sharp-tipped tail lashing and black eyes narrowing into malice-laced slits as it seemed as if Light would make a grab for it.
Stopping the rubbing of his temples, Light leveled a heavy glare upon the object clutched in L's slim fingers. "Dear God, L, you haven't let go of that since we had it processed!"
"Because I like looking at it!" L protested, holding t away to gaze upon it, before looking back up at Light. "It's nice!"
Blinking, Light paused before he folded his arms and hissed in indignation, "What, and the real version isn't?!"
"It is, Light," L said placatingly, realizing the hole he had just nearly avoided falling into. "It's just not always as convenient as the one here." He waved the object at Light, only to snatch it away once more when Light growled and grabbed for it.
"L-!" Light said vehemently, seeing L's attention return to the object clutched in his hands. "I can't believe you're acting like this!"
"Like what, Light?" Momentarily distracted, it was all Light needed to snatch the thing away from L, holding it up and away from L as the incubus gave a dismayed cry, wings fluttering as he jumped up from his crouch in indignation.
"L! I can't believe you, of all people, are going fanboy over a picture of my butt!" Light said, holding said close-up picture of said butt away from L. "I don't understand why you just can't look at mine! It's there!" Light exclaimed, gesturing in the general posterior area.
"You're being totally irrational, Light," L grumbled, looking at Light piteously, black eyes flitting up to the picture. "I can't very well see your butt when you're sitting down or facing away from me, you know. I'm still looking at yours- just in another way!"