L LAWLIET x LOIRE

CRUSH

TRAITS

L: Someone with a very outgoing personality would best suit L. Not someone who’s really loud and annoying, just someone that gets him up and out of the house and out of his comfort zone when needed.

PERSONALITY

friendly / outgoing / kind
polite / “mom friend” demeanor (too adorable for his heart to handle)
honest / patient
dark / sarcastic / deadpan humor (the way to this man’s heart)
passionate (it makes him so happy)
chill / introverted
intelligent / quick-thinking (such turn-ons for him)
a bit fiery / not afraid to challenge him
unapologetically themselves (gets him so hooked)
optimistic as long as it’s not naivety (an adorable trait to him)
pays attention to him
doesn’t mind being inside a lot but gets him out of the house and comfort zone when needed
artistic
sweet tooth
L doesn’t actively look for an S/O. He isn’t the kind of person to fall in love easily and there are a lot of barriers to entry when it comes to earning his affections. I always say L would fall in love the way someone falls asleep, slowly then all at once.
She has to be trustworthy. Someone that will take his secrets to the grave. This is not negotiable.
Doesn’t really care about looks, but he does likes someone shorter than him. He likes how when he hugs them he completely envelopes them and how he can set his chin on top of her head.
Someone that can keep up with him, with everything from playing games to talking through a case with him.
Someone he can play devil’s advocate with and have them hold their own against him.
That being said, they don’t have to be as intelligent as he is. Someone that is kind and gentle will win out every time.
He likes seeing how her thought process works. He finds the way she thinks intriguing. She comes to many of the same conclusions as him, but gets there in different ways. He finds her creativity refreshing.
Someone that is strong where he is weak and vice versa. He likes that they compliment one another and can rely on the other.
Someone that can talk with him about anything and everything from current events to the stupid videos they binged on youtube the night before.
Someone that makes his world bigger. He grew up never wanting for anything, but didn’t have the experiences most people do. He wants someone that makes even the most mundane things feel special. He wants to learn new things, have new experiences and feel like life is more than just what he has known before them.
Someone kind and understanding. His job is demanding and he can get really focused on a case. He’s going to need someone that can handle that and not be giving him a hard time for it. Someone that works with his sleeping schedule and habits and isn’t constantly trying to change him. They need to love him for who he is, not who they want him to be.
Someone loving and affectionate. He’s been pretty solitary his whole life. Someone that is freely affectionate will make it easier for him to be close to, both in mind and physically.
Someone trustworthy. Not only does his livelihood rely on this, but his personal safety as well. He has a lot of secrets and would need someone that wants to protect him and someone he can be safe to let into all the private aspects of his life.
Someone intelligent, but not in the same ways he is. He wants to have them be able to keep up with him and challenge him, but not be in constant competition with him.

PHYSICAL

He finds a messy aesthetic (messy hair, casual clothes, minimal makeup) very beautiful.

big beautiful / unusual innocent / sad eyes
crooked smile
freckles make him melt
slightly smaller or taller (more so taller)
soft, whispery feminine voice
accent (he becomes extremely flustered)

petite and clumsy > ○ L adores having a petite s/o.○ He finds you adorable and he just really enjoys getting to tease you about your size.○ He doesn’t really seem the type, but trust me, he is.○ All that aside, he actually finds it really cute when you get embarrassed about being clumsy. ○ When you make a mistake or move a little too clumsily for your liking in front of your boyfriend, he finds it adorable.○ He often consoles you about your embarrassment and has you sit on his lap.○ He’ll feed you sweets too. That’s how you know you’re special. He shares his strawberries with you.○ He’ll definitely kiss your forehead from time to time because you’re just the perfect height.○ He also loves when you try to do the same. Especially when you miss or end up kissing him at some awkward angle. ○ L finds that kind of stuff endearing and sweet and it reminds him of your cuteness. Not that the needed to be.great singer > L would request different songs on occasions when he was feeling stressed-out about a case. He loves Loire's voice, and it calms him in general, but her singing voice was simply too wonderful to pass up an opportunity to hear. He was passing by on his way to the bedroom when he heard Loire singing softly in the bathroom. L stopped and pressed his ear to the door, trying to hear her better. The man was so entranced by the soft sound of her voice that he didn’t realize the door was opening until he fell forward onto the tiled floor. The [H/C] looked down at him, stunned. He looked back at her, a furious blush on his face. Loire lifted her hand up, a small giggle passing her lips before it turned into full laughter. She doubled over, watching his face morph from horrified to amused. As long as she found it funny, he wouldn’t be in trouble.artistic > He'd be so entranced by her work, and his whole office would be covered in it (no matter where it was). As for Loire's artistic behaviors, he'd think she was the cutest human being evER. He was lying on the couch, not doing anything particularly important when Loire came, practically running to him. “Guess what I have for you!” He looked at her slowly, trying to figure out what was crossing her spontaneous mind. The next he knew was that he was watching a vivid drawing of him. “You… you did that?” He was not only surprised, but amazed, too. Loire nodded. “It’s beautiful, thank you,” he said, smiling softly.extremely affectionate > L isn’t someone that usually outwardly asks for affection, but he loves having a Sweetheart that has a lot of love to give and gladly accepts it. For L, it’s something he always secretly desired, and now it’s something that has come true. He never discourages their public affections (unless it would put them in danger) because, honestly, he doesn’t give a damn what anyone else thinks. Hand holding, kisses, hugs. He’s all good with it. He’s waited a long time for the right person and isn’t about to put limits on it.His Love is always there to support him in his work and anything else he wants to embark on, but isn’t quiet if they are worried for his safety, which is something L has to get used to since he isn’t questioned often, and though he’d never admit to this, it makes him feel very, very loved.animal lover > His Love is constantly taking in strays. He loves this about them and often refers to himself as one of their strays.Back at their home in England, they have a menagerie of pets, all strays or rescues; cats, dogs, a rabbit, a couple of parakeets and an ex-racehorse that his Love adopted to save from being put down. They both agree that every living thing deserves a home.They have a pond in their backyard that is full of sunfish, goldfish, and koi, along with the random toads, frogs, and salamanders that have decided that the pond is just as much theirs as the purchased fish.They keep bird feeders in their yard as well as dedicated gardens for bees and butterflies. He often takes them to The Tower of London to see the ravens (it’s one of their favorite things to do when they’re in England.)He’s low-level constantly worried they’re going to put themselves in danger trying to help or befriend an animal.Has to move a ton of stuffies off the bed on the rare occasion he decides to go to bed. (They joke that if he was there they wouldn’t need to snuggle all the stuffies.)Donates a lot to their favorite animal charities in their name.

Well, I think he would still be very much himself. In another ask, I talked about how aside from being serious, determined, etc. that I think he’s also funny, mischievous, and caring, but doesn’t show it to just anyone (or at least not to the full extent of his personality). I think the thing to keep in mind here is that any S/O for him, whether they’re snarky or sweet or something in between, this person would be someone that keeps his interest and he enjoys being with them.Keeping that in mind…Here are some HCs on how he would act with a gentle S/O and things they would do together.Placing a gentle hand on their shoulder when he walks by them, almost imperceivable, but his S/O knows he was there.Making sure that they’re always cared for, whether it’s something as simple as making sure that they get a hot cup of coffee every time someone brings him one to making sure they’re afforded the same protections that keep him safe and more.Having inside jokes together about everything from the people he’s working with to little things in their everyday lives.When they’re alone, he’s much more childlike since he’s not focusing on work at the moment and doesn’t have to be “L, the world’s greatest detective” with all the weight that carries. He can just be L, even if it’s just for a little while.He smiles more, laughs, is sweetly sarcastic when they’re joking and talking and just hanging out.They play games together (all kinds from chess to crossword puzzles. Nothing is “beneath” his intelligence. He just likes to be with them and sometimes it’s nice to relax.)They watch documentaries on everything from nature, to ancient civilizations to true crime. They also watch shows like CSI and he loves to pick it apart for inaccuracies.They go out for coffee and cake. (I don’t picture him as a “going out to dinner” kind of guy. Not that he wouldn’t for them or for a special occasion, but I just don’t think that’s his scene.)This is getting long so I’m going to stop here. The thing to note is that they most likely have some different interests going into this relationship and they spend time showing each other things and sharing what they like and even if he would never admit it, he likes that they want him to be part of their lives and likes that they broaden his outlook and interests.

Along the lines of L having a sweet s/o, do yu think it woud change him if this was the case?

Hmm…I like this question Dear Anon.

Short Answer. No, I don’t think it would change him.

The Long Answer…

I suppose it would all have to hinge on what you interpret to be aspects of his personality.

Some of the ones that come immediately to mind are that he’s stubborn, determined, sometimes snarky and dismissive of those around him if they don’t seem to be of any real value to whatever goal he’s trying to accomplish.

When we put him against a snarky and aloof character as a love interest, we often see these traits amplified because, well, who doesn’t love the pull of two characters that are just too damn similar that when at odds, you can’t help but want to see them constantly try to one up each other, whether this is based in romance or rivalry or both.

However, I think there are aspects of his personality that are often ignored when giving him a S/O that has the aforementioned traits as well. We tend to forget that he’s subtly funny. I also think he’s more childlike than childish. (Perhaps playful is a better way to put it?)

Also, let’s not forget he’s actually quite bothered by the lives that are being lost during the Kira case. (I hate when people say he doesn’t care. Maybe it’s not very explicit in the anime, but I think the Manga screams that he blames himself for the deaths of innocent people because he didn’t catch Kira fast enough. *Tangential rant over*.)

So, taking into consideration that he also has these aspects to his personality, I think a sweet and caring S/O would bring these out more, but wouldn’t eradicate the others.

For example, if he has a gentle S/O, I can see him being able to vent his unhappiness to them once they reached a certain point, where I don’t think that would be something he would do (at least not easily) with someone snarky. (Not that it can’t be done, it just depends on the relationship dynamic, but that is per instance situation…I digress.)

I like to think that no matter who the love interest is, they would be loving towards him and vice versa, but I guess it all depends on the kind of romance you’re writing.

I often see shade when writers make him kind to his Love…

Well, that’s the thing….he’s supposed to love this person. I think he would still be him, but the traits he inhabits don’t limit him from being capable of loving someone. It’s just going to be his brand of love and affection, but isn’t that true of any character?

I always say L falls in love the way some people fall asleep…slowly, then all at once.There was a pivotal moment for him that made him realize he could trust this person. If he was to examine all the times that led to that moment, he would see that there was a long road of slowly earning his trust (starting with sharing small things like his favorite candies and such *things that are not risky to share with someone but it’s still hard for him* and slowly building to his work and his past) and then the one big moment that made all the difference, (probably something where they had his back in a way no one else ever has.)It’s easier for him to let down his guard. Snarky and aloof can be fun, but there’s something about being with someone sensitive that makes it easier to just relax. He’s still the same quirky, gruff person he always is, but there’s something to be said for feeling safe with someone and this person does that for him by leaps and bounds, something he wasn’t used to in the beginning. Also, it makes him “softer”, partly because it taps into something he isn’t used to feeling and partly because it’s fun to spoil/care for someone for a change.He comes to them on the occasion he feels like he’s failing. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does, he has no problem being vulnerable in front of them. This is something that would be much harder with someone aloof and snarky. He lets them comfort him, curling up in their lap while they pet his hair.He still likes to “spar” with them mentally. I feel like arguing and playing Devil’s advocate is a sport to him and sometimes can be a real ass and accidentally hurts their feelings on occasion. He does recognize this though and simply says he’s sorry accompanied by a kiss on the forehead. His Love readily accepts this. They don’t expect him to not be himself just because he’s with them, but appreciate that he cares enough to recognize he’s taken it too far.His S/O lets him set the pace of their physical affections. They know all about his past and not being accustom to being touched. It’s slow, but he gets there eventually. His S/O is very caring during these times and make sure he knows if he feels uncomfortable that they can stop at any time, no questions asked. He’s very sweet when they’re alone and grew to crave their touch.I always think of L being fond of animals. (They have no intentions of malice and can’t lie. I think he finds that comforting. They’re a friend that can’t betray him). I have always written him and his Love having anywhere from a cat to a whole menagerie of pets. They both like the idea of taking in strays. There’s a part of him that feels a comradery to them since he too was once in need of a good home and his Love has a big heart. They would never turn away an animal or tell L no when it comes to adding a furry friend to their home.

Best friend- Capricorn. Practical and ambitious with a subtle humor, he gets along well with this sign, as long as they aren’t competing with one another.Love- Taurus. Patient and loving, they handle his career well and are readily available to give him love when he desires and their possessive nature makes him feel secure in their relationship. They’re both stubborn, but this just adds to the challenge he loves. His ability to spoil them makes them feel loved when he isn’t around to do it himself. (Any sign that is patient and loving would work well with him in a relationship, as well as creative.)Adversary- Aries. Confident and quick-witted, he enjoys their banter and being around them at times, but their quick-temper and impulsive decisions make him uneasy, even though he himself can be impulsive.

BEHAVIOR

Whenever she’s around, it’s like his mind goes fuzzy before being completely taken over by her. Her scent, the sound of her voice, the color of her hair, that joyous glint in her eyes that seems to appear every time someone mentions something she loves with a passion. It makes his blood rush, and he just barely feels his face heat up just at the thought of her. He notices at one point that his hands begin to feel hot and clammy, and he wonders if he’s starting to get sick. Yes. The great and powerful L acts like a high school boy experiencing his first crush. Watari only smiles at him and tells him he’ll be fine but that doesn’t help with the way his stomach sees to jump every time she’s close to him or how his skin tingles every time she touches him, sometimes even for hours after she does so.L kind of denies feelings in the sense that he pushes them into the back of his mind so he can focus on work. Tried to analyze his feelings first, to be honest. This nerd right here. Despite his high intelligence, he has zero knowledge in the field of romantic endeavors. Yes, he’s read enough novels to know how one goes about courting their lover, but he wouldn’t have even the slightest idea as to how to apply what he knows in real life. He understands what he’s feeling soon enough but he starts to think that maybe understanding the situation only makes things worse. He begins to tense up around Loire, almost fearing that he’ll give himself away if he lets himself even speak or look her in the eye.L usually just surveys his crush for a while with lots of lingering stares. He doesn’t even try to be subtle about it; he’s mesmerized. Can’t ever look her directly in the eye, though. L stalks Loire, her social media, her car, her family, her friends. He doesn’t have bad intentions; he just likes to know she’s safe, especially during the Kira case. He’ll always check on her; even if they’ve both just been sitting there for an hour, he’s like “Are you alright? How is your day going?” “Ryūzaki, you’ve been with me for the whole day.” “So, good, then?" L can’t take care of himself for shit, but he makes sure that Loire does without bringing it up. If he sees she’s more tired than usual, he’ll send her home early.He observes how Loire interacts with people, what she finds funny, what she’s interested in, and adjusts his own speech accordingly. He doesn’t change himself completely, he simply tries to make her more comfortable when talking with him by avoiding any awkwardness. Every time he hears Loire laugh or sees her smile, he can’t help but smile himself. He’s glad he’s able to make her happy enough to express it in front of him.As his crush progresses, he begins talking to her more; mostly just random questions so he can know her better and notes down all her personal preferences. L's analyzed her every expression. He knows if she’s sad, angry, nervous, or happy before she does. Doesn’t talk about himself much at all; much prefers to hear her talk about herself. Likes to remain somewhat mysterious in her eyes. He can be very suave when he wants and tries to call attention to his greatest assets. He shows off his deductive skills and intelligence around Loire just to impress her. Will silently seek her approval on most everything he does.If Loire makes him tea and remembers the way he likes it, L will appreciate her even more. He asks her to stay overtime a lot so he can have her to himself without the task force being around. In a way, she’s L’s escape from the task force; they annoy him to no end, but Loire being there seems to lessen his bad moods. L genuinely enjoys her company and likes having her around. He’s really appreciative of the way she’s always there, whether it’s to help him look over information and clues or just to share a few snacks (something he rarely allows himself to share with anyone else).L will offer Loire sweets. Usually, he eats without a care. If someone else wants something, they can get it themselves. However, he likes to show her that he cares about her, and his best idea is to share something he likes. "I know you want some cake, Loire, take it." L acts like it's absentminded, even when he was carefully waiting for the right chance to offer it. He’s much kinder and softer in his approach and embellishes any criticisms in sweet compliments and gentle smiles. He’s more likely to entertain her theories about anything, even if they’re painfully inaccurate.artistic >

L was never really the artistic type, he just never really had the time
So once he saw your sketchbook and drawings he was interested and wanted to see more
He didn’t exactly think it was a big deal but realized that he could use this as an excuse to talk and hang out with you
Once he finally got you to himself he was a little scared to start
I mean really his drawings weren’t the best but they weren’t the worst and he knew that
And he kept making excuses to have you to himself, its a little cute
‘ I need your help, my hamster got out of its cage and I lost it ‘ everyone knows he doesn't have a hamster but just play along
He likes collecting drawings you lost or that fell out of your sketchbook
He keeps them in a little panda folder that's on his nightstand
if you ever wanna give him a gift just make him something, it doesn't matter if it's small or not. He’ll like it either way
I think you can tell Pebble associates L with pandas so draw him in a little panda onesie!
They just look alike I'm sorry
If you don't draw and prefer arts and crafts like pottery, making him a cup or a plate of some sort
He’ll use it, every single day
Even if its the worst cup known to man he’d keep in in a glass box
If you like baking just make him snacks, it doesn't matter what it is. He’ll eat it

laughter > It was the grumbled, half-coherent retorts Loire made that got to him, off-hand remarks made under her breath reducing him to gasps. He was a silent laugher, eyes widened, breath wheezing in and out in amusement, which was often a good thing, seeing as he was usually the only one close enough to catch her little quips. On one such occasion, he had to get up and leave the room, leaning against the hallway and shaking his head as the rest of the task force blinked confusedly after him. Loire smiled innocently when they turned to her, then resumed her work.keep calm > He’d been able to keep his cool despite how close Loire was sitting, but the moment she leaned over him to look at his computer monitor, he went bright red. “Ryūzaki, are you listening?” He wasn’t. In his embarrassment, he hadn’t heard a word. He got up from his seat and moved away from the [H/C]. “I have something to retrieve in the other room, please, just… stay here.”falling asleep on matsuda > When L notices, his eyes go all wide and he immediately gets all bitter and snappy. Asks if Loire should be moved somewhere more comfortable instead. Matsuda's like, “Oh, no, it’s okay. I don’t mind. I don’t want to wake her.” He feels bad now; has he really overworked her that much? Was she so tired that she'd just crashed on the nearest thing to her? (WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE MATSUDA.) Hands Matsuda a blanket and instructs him to make sure she’s comfortable. Doesn’t leave them alone together.wife material > Loire never wore makeup, finding it irritating. Besides, where she worked, no one cared how she looked. So, when she got asked a certain question today, she was quite surprised. L had been staring at her for a while, so she thought she’d maybe been doing something wrong or there was a bug on her face, so she turned to face him. “Is something wrong?” “Huh? Oh, I was just wondering what you’d look like without makeup,” he answered. “I don’t wear makeup,” Loire replied. He had a shocked expression on his face. “Really?” “Yeah, it feels gross to me.” “Wow, you’re a lot more beautiful than I thought.” With that, he turned back to his computer screen, leaving a confused expression on her face. “Um— Thanks?” Loire turned back to her screen, taking in the conversation they’d just had. Was it a compliment, or an insult in disguise? “I meant that in a nice way, by the way,” L said. “Oh, thanks!” She smiled to herself. “Your confidence is beyond any other woman I’ve seen. Impressive. You’re so comfortable with yourself.” “Well, all the makeup in the world won’t make me less insecure. So why cover up true beauty when it’s there to grow comfortable with?” “So full of wisdom, Loire; you’ve got it all,” L commented. “What all?” “You have everything: confidence, looks, smarts, talent, kindness… You’re almost perfect. But no one is perfect; we all have our flaws.” “Like the fact I’m an ex-assassin and can’t talk to people without sounding really awkward,” Loire replied. “And despite that, you still take pride in who you are,” he added. There was a short pause as L turned to look at her. “You could even say that you're quality wife material.” She snapped her head toward him. “What?” “Just saying…”

Partner

GENERAL

FIRSTS . . .

kiss > "Can I kiss you?" L's actually caught off guard. He isn’t even totally used to the idea of having a partner yet let alone physical affection. Still, he nods slowly, and he’s completely in love when her lips touch his. He does his best to kiss her back properly — not overly rough, but not too tender. There’ll be a few seconds of silence afterward with the both of them blushing like crazy and avoiding each other’s gazes. But soon, L will turn back to her and ask if he can kiss her again. The second kiss will probably be longer than the first.cuddles > The two of them were seated on the couch next to each other, their fingers barely brushing as they watched an old, slightly boring movie. Sighing, Loire moved closer to L, resting her head on his shoulder and curling up next to him. “What are you doing?” he asked, a hint of curiosity in his tone. Loire didn’t answer — instead, she gently moved his arm so that it was resting over her shoulders. L instinctively pulled her closer and her lips curled in a small smile. “Just cuddling,” Loire murmured happily, snuggling closer to him and wrapping her arms around his torso. “I like it,” he said softly, and she swore she could see a small smile break his blank expression before he pressed his lips to her [H/C] hair. “Mmm,” she hummed. “Me, too.”

OFFICIAL . . .

relationship confidence > L would act pretty calm and confident, but I think he'd really struggle and be insecure about intimacy — both physically and emotionally. He'd have a very hard time being open with a person.referring to him as "boyfriend" > L would just stop everything altogether. If he was holding anything, he dropped it. That just wasn’t a word he ever thought would be used to describe him.

CUTE HABITS . . .

L takes super blurry photos. He has loads of photos of Loire that he’s taken while she’s just doing random things — or sleeping. l always insists on showing everyone how beautiful she looks even though it’s blurry.L likes the expression loire gets when so concentrated on something that she forgets about everything around her — lovely. He finds it cute if Loire started doing the little quirks he has, and when Loire doesn’t understand him and scratches her head with a disoriented look; he doesn’t mind repeating himself. Also, L finds it cute when Loire talks / boasts about him or his accomplishments. It makes him feel loved.

SENSE OF HUMOR . . .

fight me > Loire was debating with him over the importance of fluffy winter socks one night for some reason. It had started out as playful, but soon escalated into something they were both personally invested in. “They’re so soft and convenient for when the weather gets colder!” “No, they make you slide across the floor and fall; they’re awful.” “Then just wear shoes, L.” “Don’t try to control me, Loire.” Things were getting so heated that she eventually just stared him in the eyes, stating, “Fight me.” He didn’t miss a beat, replying with, “Fine, if you’re in your slippery socks, I’ll have no problem beating you.” They both just descended into giggles after that, describing every ridiculous detail of their hypothetical fight.CONS

Emotionally cold.
Has a hard time expressing his feelings and accepting mistakes.
L tends to think he is always right and would be condensing in arguments – which can be more than exasperating–. However, if during the fight you make a good statement, he will admit defeat. Although I think L would be slightly annoyed by that.
He doesn’t like discussing with you, so L would most likely ignore a problem until its last consequences.
He would also hide many things from you.
Be prepared for the lies.

INTIMACY

FALLING-OUTS . . .

cheating reason > L’s extremely loyal to Loire. Once he’s in love, there’s no going back for this guy; he falls hard. Everything Loire does is utterly endearing and beautiful to him.break-up reason > L would most likely break up if they disrespected his beliefs and the ones he loves.L: L would be devastated. Most people wouldn't be able to tell how much it was effecting him, but the people he's closest too would notice him become more cold and aloof.

BONDS . . .

sweets > Sharing candy with each other. His favorite way to work is when they’re both on the couch with her head resting on his lap. Though it's a bit harder to perch up, he still loves it. L almost always shares all his sweets when they’re sitting that way. If Loire ever falls asleep in that position, he just melts at how adorable she is.soulmates > L really feels like Loire is his other half. He loves her to death. Honestly, this relationship is just full of pure love for one another. He’s loyal and sweet and although he can be endearing, he means well. He loves to watch Loire work. Seeing her in her messy bun, tapping away at her keyboard somehow makes him realize how in love he is with her, and how lucky he is. Will talk about past cases and teach Loire some deduction and problem-solving skills.real name > “What does L stand for?” Loire asked out of the blue. The detective looked over at her. “If you guess it, I’ll give you all of my cake.” “Hmm… L… L… Lucifer?” He shook his head. “Leon?” “Nope.” “Law?” “As fitting as that is, no,” he replied. “Lollipop?” Loire suggested. “I wish.” “Lolita?” “Okay, that was just weird.” She thought for a while. There were so many “l” words. Yet, none of them seemed to fit him. “Lost?” “You’re just guessing words that start with ‘l’ now, aren’t you?” he asked. “Yep,” Loire responded. “Keep guessing; you might get it.” “Luck? Lick? LOL?” He shook his head and took a bite of his cake. “Lock? Lean? Loyal?” “No.” “Uhh… Laid? Lust? Um… Long?” L put a hand over his cake-filled mouth as he tried not to laugh at the words. “One of them is right, but not what this L stands for…” He smirked. “L! You’re so dirty!” Loire said, lightly shoving him. He laughed at her reaction and watched as she kept guessing. “Look? Laugh? Lanky?” “No. This is amusing…” “Lemon? Lemonade? Like?” He shook his head again. “Well, whatever it is, forget it. Because you know what ‘L’ stands for now?” she asked, sliding over to him. “What?” Loire kissed his cheek and smiled at him. “Love you!” He put a hand up to the spot she’d kissed and looked her in the eyes. “Well… I guess ‘L’ doesn’t stand for Lawliet anymore,” he said before pulling the [H/C] toward himself and pressing his lips against hers. L pulled back and looked away shyly. Loire smiled and wrapped her arms around him. “Lawliet… That’s an adorable name.”

SCARE . . .

protective > This man has tighter security on Loire than the president of the United States… or the queen of England even! He fears that his job puts Loire in danger. He’s scared of losing her because of it. On top of his insomnia, working on the Kira case has caused him to have recurring nightmares. In most of them, he loses Loire, so when he wakes up, he absolutely has to see her and make sure she’s okay. He’s always calling up to make sure that she’s okay when she isn’t by his side. L constantly reminds Loire to not give any clues away about what her name is. He helps her pick out a fake name and scolds her if she ever slips up in front of him. He's scared of being away from her for more than a day or two. L has separation anxiety, always worrying if someone will hurt Loire while he’s gone. He also has a legitimate fear that, one day, he’ll wake up and Loire won’t be there. Part of the reason he doesn’t like to sleep. This man is just.. so in love with her and he'd do anything to keep her safe.stalked and threatened by her ex > Okay, so his partner is the single most important and precious thing in the world to him. Like, nothing else even comes close. So, when he discovers that this lowlife has been stalking and threatening her??? He just calmly tells Loire he’s on it. He’s eerily chill about the whole thing, but she figures that’s just like him to react that way. Once he’s out of her sight, though, he goes ape shit. DEMANDS all information on this person. Doesn’t arrest them right away. He "plays" with them a little first. Does some illegal shit but manages to get away with it without a trace. Drains their bank account dry and transfers it to Loire. Gets them fired from their job. Just generally fucks them up. And then has the locked away for good. He makes sure they’ll never see the light of day again. Don’t cross him.she is kidnapped > Oh. Oh, man, he is. Not. Happy. He's calm when he hears the news… He’s too calm. He's the quiet before the storm, he's the roiling waves before the tide goes up, he's the electricity in the air before lightning strikes. He's logical, he's cold, he's untouchable. He'll go above and beyond what he usually does, and he'll almost certainly break the law — seeing himself as above it in this moment — to get Loire back. He won't stop until she's in his arms, safe, where he wants her. He'll do anything to get her back and he doesn’t care what he has to do to make that happen. And when he gets her back, let’s just say there isn’t enough left of the kidnappers for there to be a positive identification without having to use something like dental records, and there’ll be no trace back to him.taking a hit for him > It doesn't really process with him at first. He’s just staring, wide-eyed, at his now-injured partner. Once he snaps out of it, he’ll rush over to her and place her head on his lap while he calls Watari. Calls Loire stupid for doing something like that, but his voice is quiet and broken. Keeps a calm exterior but is freaking out on the inside. He strokes Loire’s hair while they both wait for Watari, but his hands are shaking. He refuses to leave her side while she’s recovering and takes his work wherever she is. Very quickly finds the person who hurt her and makes sure they get a very long sentence. Becomes 10 times more protective of her after that.crash > L was eating a strawberry shortcake while watching surveillance tapes when Watari came rushing in with a panicked look on his face. “L, I just got off the phone with [Name]. Loire got into a car accident and she’s in the hospital right now.” L’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. At first, he was motionless with shock and didn’t know how to react. But then he was overcome with alarm and yelling at Watari to drive him to the hospital. The whole drive to the hospital, all L could think was that she was on her deathbed. Luckily, she only had a concussion. Loire smiled immediately when she saw L waddle over to her. He sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand in his. “I’m so glad you’re okay,” he said softly. “Just a bruise or two, nothing too serious!” “From now on, Watari will take you wherever you need to go. I’m not losing you to a car crash,” L told her, almost sternly. She merely laughed at him. Shortly after he arrived, Lotus fell asleep due to her concussion. L stayed with her even as she slept, holding her hand and snapping at anyone who tried to make him leave.mishap > Loire had still had a fever. “SOMEONE HELP ME!” She was being chased by a man in a black shirt that wielded a knife and sleeping darts. “PLEASE, SOMEONE!” No one came to her rescue. She stumbled, growing dizzy, and felt a dart stick her. As Loire fell and her brain slowed, she felt the person grab her by the neck and laugh into her ear. And with that, she felt the knife rip into her flesh. Loire tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in her back stopped her. She opened her eyes to the ceiling of a white room, the sound of beeping filling the space as she heard footsteps rush toward her. “Loire! Thank God…” She looked up to see L had skidded to her side and pulled her into a hug. “What? Where am I?” He pulled back from the hug and gave her hand a tight squeeze. “You’re in a hospital. But don’t worry; you’re fine.” “Huh? What happened?” “You got shot with a sleeping dart and stabbed by that suspect we’ve been after. He didn’t get you anywhere critical, so you’re still alive. I’m so sorry I didn’t get to you sooner. I should have been there. I heard you screaming and ran after you, but I got there, and it was too late. The man got away and you were passed out on the ground…” L explained. “So that wasn’t a dream…?” Loire asked. “No, it was real…” She let it all sink in and sighed. “Wow, I can’t actually believe that happened…” “I’m so sorry. I’m probably the world’s worst boyfriend, letting you get stabbed and all… I’m so, so, so sorry I couldn’t get there sooner. I’m sorry I made you come with me to arrest him. I’m so sorry this all happened—” “L! It’s okay. You didn’t mean for any of it to happen. It was my fault for straying too far from you…” There was a moment of silence. L took a deep breath and smiled at her. “I’m just glad you’re okay…” he said, on the brink of tears. “I’m glad you’re not hurt…” Loire replied. She stretched out her arms for a hug and L quickly but gently hugged her back. “I’m so happy you’re alive…” She felt L place a kiss on her cheek. Lotus smiled. “I’m alive as long as you are…”possessive > He'd be extremely protective of her to the point it would be borderline possessive.jealous > Most likely annoyed over Light talking to her. L doesn’t get jealous very easily. That being said, when he does, he tries very hard not to show it. He’s really not one for PDA, but if he's getting jealous, he'll — without warning — be the most disgustingly affectionate person you've ever met.

L finds a way to make them look like an absolute idiot in front of his SO without anyone knowing he was the cause of it. Not only does this accomplish his goal of getting rid of the person hitting on his Love, he also gets a chuckle out of causing a little mischief, too.

When L gets jealous, he pouts, a LOT. He doesn’t even try to hide it. He wants his partner to know he’s not happy with the current situation, but doesn’t want to say so.
He’s a total snark to the person flirting with his love & has no problem casting dirty looks their way, even going so far as to give them menial tasks to get them away from his sweetheart.
He’s a little snide to his Love like “are you sure you wouldn’t prefer their company over mine?” He wants reassurance, but is horrible at asking for it.
He can be a real brat sometimes, but it’s only because he loves his dearest so much. A few words of reassurance and some well-needed kisses help, but what will really make him feel better is sending the task force home for the day so he can be really reassured.

matsuda > “Loire, come here,” L called softly. She walked out of the kitchen — where she was making some tea — to see what he needed. “Yes,” she asked, leaning against the wall. “Just come here,” he requested, looking over at her with pleading dark eyes. Sighing, Loire padded over, looking down at him as he sat in his chair. He asked her to bend down; she complied, wondering what he wanted. “If I asked out to play Would You Rather, would you?” Loire nodded slowly, even more confused than before. “Okay, so, Loire, would you rather be kissed by me or by Matsuda?” L asked. The [H/C] couldn’t help but laugh at the stupid question. “You, of course,” Loire replied, still laughing. “Good” was all he said before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers.insecure > He sometimes gets insecure that he isn’t good enough for Loire, (he thinks she deserves the world, and he can’t give her all the love she deserves) meaning she'll need to comfort him. While L trusts her, he can’t help but feel a little bit insecure that she might leave him for someone who he deems better than himself — although he doesn’t really like to say anything about it. L hates letting her down.

Truly loves everything that his S/O is insecure about. When he said he thought everything about them was beautiful, he meant it.
He’s the kind of boyfriend that likes to kiss what his Love is insecure about. Like if they have a scar, he will sporadically kiss it. (only if they’re ok with it though.)
He is the kind of person that thinks scars, etc. make someone look exotic.
He finds anyone he’s with beautiful, but he has a thing for how people look when they have these traits.

DOCTOR . . .

sting > “L, stop it,” Loire hissed, swatting his hand away from her knee. She’d been stung by a bee earlier and L wouldn’t stop trying to help make it better. Loire wasn’t allergic to bees, so there wasn’t a problem there and the pain was gone already; it had been for a while. “Loire, I just want to make sure the stinger is out,” L explained as if he hadn’t already done the same thing seven times already. Sighing, she stood up only to have L push her back down. “No,” he said sternly. “L,” the [H/C] groaned. “—it’s only a bee sting. The stinger is gone, the pain is gone, I’m not allergic to bees; everything is fine,” Loire explained. “Better to be safe than sorry, wouldn’t you agree?” he asked, staring at her. “Would it make you feel better to check if the stinger is gone?” L hesitated before answering. “Yes…” “Fine. Go ahead and check,” she said, giving in and sighing for probably the five-hundredth time.period > He wonders how Loire survives being a female. L feels really bad for her when she gets her period.

He’s very cautious around her. Not in an “I’m scared to make her angry” kind of way, but in an “I don’t want to make it worse” kind of way. He’s been with her long enough to know that his often blunt manner of speaking isn’t going to be well received right now so he’s extra careful not to, well, be too L-ish.

Gives her back rubs whenever she asks, even if he’s busy. He wants to try to make her as comfortable as possible.

Gives her his sweets stash, in case it will help. (He has no idea if it will help her pain, but it seems to have made her happy.)

Spoils her & nothing is too big of an ask. He’s not above sending Watari to Belgium to get her favorite chocolates or calling in a favor to get her favorite take out delivered even though the restaurant closed hours ago.

At bedtime, he actually goes to bed to cuddle with her, at least until she falls asleep, bringing her Advil and chamomile tea to help ease the pain.

she's sick > He switches 1000% into nurse mode. It’s a little annoying at times, but she’s pretty much guaranteed to be better the next day. “Are you okay?” L asked, eyeing her shivering form beside him. Meekly, Loire nodded and managed “Y-Yeah, j-just cold…” between the chattering of her teeth. The [H/C] pulled the blanket around herself tighter and shot a smile back at him. The detective raised an eyebrow, clearly confused with her excuse. “I’d say it’s rather hot in here…?” he stated, reaching suddenly to lay the back of his hand against her forehead. “You feel very warm. Are you sick, Loire?” With a shrug, she responded, “Well, I mean… m-maybe? I-I can work just fine, though.” “If you’re feeling ill, it would be best to go get some rest. Working yourself harder will only make it worse.” Loire shook her head, trembling and clutching the blanket. Admittedly, it was very warm, but she felt cold at the same time. She wasn’t entirely sure what to make of that, but she knew that it — in fact — does imply that perhaps she’d contracted some sort of cold. L only stared at her with his expression blank yet somehow still conveying emotion. “No, I-I’m fine, really. I can do plenty—” Loire sneezed into her arm and sniffled a couple times. All the while, her dearest boyfriend beside her frowned. Dammit. He’s right. Perhaps I should just go up to my room and rest. But Loire just couldn’t help feeling useless and unhelpful in allowing herself to do so. “Give yourself a break. In a day or two, you should be alright.” “A lot can happen in a day or two…” she murmured, displeased with the entire situation. “What if you need me?” “Please, go,” he pressed, making Loire groan while lowering her head. “I’ll have Watari keep you informed, if you’d like.” Her head hurt like crazy, and her eyes stung from being open for a measly five minutes. She could barely breathe through her nose and her throat was killing her… He’s right. She couldn’t stop telling herself that he was, and reluctantly, finally gave in. Loire let out a sigh. “Are you sure?” “Yes. Now go get some sleep,” L encouraged one last time, and she slowly managed to get herself up from her seat. The seat creaked as she arrived onto her feet, still shivering terribly. “I love you..” Loire practically whispered. She gazed back towards L, and although he was staring at his computer screen, she could see a small smile form on his lips. “I love you, too.” ||| "What are you doing?" Her head whipped around to see a very annoyed-looking L standing behind her. Loire’s guilty eyes stared up at him, slowly closing her laptop and easing out of her desk chair. “Working.” He clucked his tongue and wrapped an arm around her waist. “No, that’s not allowed.” She groaned as he placed her into the bed gently, pulling the blanket up to her chin. “L, I’m not even s--” Before she could finish her sentence, she descended into a massive coughing fit, causing L to raise an eyebrow. “You are very sick, love. You need rest.” “No, I need to get back to work!” He sighed, sitting at her bedside, and picked up the medicine bottle beside him. “No no no, put that down now!” Loire demanded, cowering behind the blanket. “Listen, I know you hate it, but it will help you feel better.” She hesitated before lowering the blanket indignantly. “Fine. Make it quick.” He gave a grateful smile as he edged the spoon closer to her mouth and spoon-fed it to her. Loire mock-gagged, causing L to chuckle and he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I’m taking your laptop. No work, only rest,” he called as he sauntered out of the room, ignoring the insults being thrown his way. He loved Loire, but she certainly was a handful when she was sick. “Watari said to take this, and you should feel much better,” he said, carrying in a little pill bottle and a glass of water. Loire sat up, sniffling, and took the pills. Once she swallowed them, L asked, “Did it work?” She laughed, but it turned into a cough. “You need to give it a second to kick in.” He nodded and crawled into the bed next to Loire, lying down beside her. “Is there anything you need?” The [H/C] shook her head. “No, I should be alright.” He offered a half-smile. “Good.” ||| He pulled Loire closer, his arms surprisingly strong as she sneezed for the 10,000th time. He aww-ed softly and buried his head in her hair as she clung to his torso for warmth. It was late, very late. Loire was usually asleep at this time, but her cold was making it hard to even breathe. “Ugh. Colds suck,” she muttered, wrapping the blankets around the two of them. He kissed her forehead lovingly, humming in response. “I know, love. But it’s only temporary.” Loire nuzzled into his chest, breathing in his familiar scent and finding comfort in him. “I shouldn’t be this close to you; you’ll get sick, too!” He hugged her closer, chuckling softly. “I don’t care. I’m staying right here with you until you feel better.”he's sick > “L, you need to go lie down.” He huffed, folding his arms indignantly at her suggestion, absurd in his mind. “Absolutely not.” Loire sighed at his childishness, retreating to the kitchen to bring him tea. She was going to help him whether he liked it or not. Once she returned, she noticed he was shivering. “Oh, my poor L,” she murmured, grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around his shoulders after placing the warm cup firmly in his hands. He glanced up at her wearily, a soft smile on his lips. “Come here.” Loire approached him and he quickly pulled her down next to him, wrapping half the blanket over her head and the other half over his. She smiled up at him, nestling into the crook of his neck. “Feeling a bit better?” “Mhm.”“L, go to bed.” You insisted as he came out of another coughing fit.He shook his head. “I’m fine.”You got up from your seat and moved to where he was and leaned over him. He was a sickly green color, his eyes were blood shot, in short he looked like death.“You’re sick. Possibly dying.” You added.He rolled his eyes, “I’m not dying I have the flu.”“Exactly and you’re going to get everyone else sick. Come on.”You wheeled his desk chair out the door and down the hall until you got to his bedroom. You opened the door and shoved him inside before closing the door behind the two of you.“In bed. Now.” You demanded.Realizing there was no way out of this with you blocking the door, he complied. You smiled brightly as he did and went to tuck him in.“I’ll get you some medicine to help you feel better.”
he has hypothermia > “Why did you do that?” Loire asked and he shrugged. Great response. He was standing outside under the rain on a freezing cold day. Watari said he had hypothermia. His body temperature was to the ground and his pale skin remarked his now-purple lips. “You know, you’re lucky that I know exactly the remedy for this sickness.” He looked at her with a bit of curiosity. His special person got in bed with him and pressed her lips against his. “I’ll warm you up better than the coffee…” The black-haired detective smiled.he's overworked > All L had been doing was work, and it was very obvious he was getting tired. But L being L, didn’t want to give in to the need for sleep. So, what did Loire do? Let him fall asleep at his desk, then take him to his bed without any drama. But it wasn’t that easy; L was an insane night owl, so while she was waiting for him to fall asleep… “Loire, can you—?” L cut himself off when he saw her curled up on the sofa, fast asleep. He looked at his computer, then back at her. “Yeah… work can wait…” he said to himself. He turned off his computer and walked over to her, brushing the [H/C] hair from her face and smiling. L picked her up and held her close to make sure he didn’t drop her. The detective carried her to her room and tucked her in. Now came the part where he had to stop and decide: Stay with Loire or go to his room? After about five minutes of just standing there, he decided to crawl in next to her. L pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. “How did I fall for you so easily?” Suddenly, he felt her arms snake around him as she answered tiredly, “Maybe because I look cute when I sleep.” Her sudden movement and voice made him jump. “How long have you been awake?” “Long enough.” “You sly little…” “You’re in bed now, L, just go to sleep,” she said. He sighed and smiled. “Alright, but you have to stay.” “Fine, just don’t hog the blankets.” “I would never.” “Yeah, sure…” Loire gave him a tight squeeze and a kiss on the forehead. “Get some rest, alright? You really need it.” She felt L give her a quick kiss in return, making her smile at his actions. “Okay. Goodnight, Loire. I love you.” “Goodnight, Lawlipop. I love you, too.”she's feeling down > Loire was feeling a little down. It was one of those days she didn’t feel so good. She didn’t really know why; she was just a little sad. Everything she did seemed to be in a sad stance or tone. No one really noticed except for the great detective himself. Being so smart, it was pretty easy for him to pick up on it. He slid over to her, putting an arm around her frame. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “I don’t know…” she replied. “Just one of those days, huh?” “Yeah…” L pulled her off her chair and onto his, wrapping his arms around her and hugging her tightly. “Cheer up; the day’s almost over.” She smiled slightly and wrapped her arms around him. “Thanks.” They stayed in each other’s arms for what felt like years. Soon, a hug turned into a cuddle, and she ended up leaning against him while being wrapped in his arms as she watched him type. “Your shirt is really soft,” Loire said out of nowhere. “Cotton,” he replied. “That explains it.” It was silent for a moment again. “Your hair is really soft,” L said. “I condition it twice,” Loire responded. “That explains it. Strawberry shampoo?” “Yep.” “Thought so.” It was quiet while the Task Force started to leave one by one. “Feeling better?” L asked. “A bit.” “Are you feeling sick or tired?” “I’m always tired,” Loire stated. “True. That was a stupid question… Re-phrase: do you feel sick, sore, or a little depressed?” “I’m just a little gloomy. I should be alright tomorrow.” “That’s good; can’t have you feeling down all week,” L said, rubbing her arm. “You guys need a ship name.” They both turned to see Matsuda and Misa watching them. “How do you mix ‘L’ and ‘Loire’?” MIsa asked. “Maybe do ‘Lotus’ and ‘Ryūzaki’. ‘L’ would be hard to mix,” Matsuda added. “Hmmmm… [Ship]!” Misa exclaimed. “Perfect!” With that, Misa and Matsuda high-fived. Loire and L just rolled their eyes and turned back to the computer, ignoring them. She put her head back against L and scooted closer to him. He pulled her closer with the arm that was around her and gave her a small squeeze. Soon enough, it was just the two of them left in HQ and it was getting really late. “I should go to bed,” Loire yawned. L didn’t let go of her. She looked up at him as he thought for a moment. “This part of the case can wait… I’m coming with you,” he said. “Wow, the great and powerful L is going to sleep!” Loire teased. “Shut up,” he said, lightly hitting her arm. They both got up and walked hand-in-hand up to the room where Loire flopped down and burrowed under the covers. L was less lazy, getting into bed properly next to her as she turned off the lamp. The [H/C] rolled over and wrapped her arms around him. “Feeling better?” he asked. “Yeah. I’ll be a lot happier in the morning, though,” Loire replied. “That’s good to hear. Get some sleep, alright. I love you, Loire.” “I love you, too, L.”he's tired > Loire could tell the lack of sleep was getting to L; his eye bags were darker than ever, he was yawning, and lived off coffee with many heaped spoons of sugar in it. She thought he’d just drink another cup of coffee and stay awake for another night. But when the Task Force members fell asleep at their desks or on the sofas, she looked over to her right to see L perched as he leaned against the wall, sleeping peacefully with his hand over his mouse. Loire smiled at him; at least he was egging some sleep. But if she left him there, his back would probably be in incredible pain tomorrow. She quietly got up and gently wrapped her arms around him to pick him up when he began to stir. “What are you doing?” he asked tiredly, not opening his eyes. “I’m just taking you to your room. Go back to sleep,” Loire whispered, trying not to wake anyone else up. “Okay…” He reached out and wrapped his arms around her as she picked him up off the chair and carried him down the hall. The last time L had claimed to sleep was three weeks ago; that was 504 hours without sleep. How did he manage this stuff? Loire walked into his room and pulled the blankets back on his bed, gently placing the man down. She laid his head on the pillows and pulled the blankets up over him. The [H/C] pushed his long fringe away from his face and smiled down at him. “Try and get some more sleep. Stay asleep for as long as you can, alright? You need rest,” she murmured quietly. L didn’t respond, probably already asleep. Loire turned to walk away but felt a tug on her sleeve. She turned to see that L had reached out and grabbed her. “You’re warm… Don’t go…” He must've been really tired for his mind to be in a place like that. “You want me to stay?” He pulled on her arm, making her take a few steps closer. “Yeah… You’re cuddly,” he said. Loire smiled at his adorable sleepy state. “Alright, but you have to sleep.” He nodded against his pillow and pulled on her arm, trying to get her next to him faster. She pulled back the blankets and laid down next to him. L instantly wrapped his arms around her and buried his face into her pajama shirt, quickly falling asleep again. “I love you way too much, you crazy detective…”she's tired > He sure is one to talk, but he hates seeing Loire when she can’t sleep, especially if she’s so tired that she can’t properly function.join me > It was 12PM and Loire was tired as hell, but she couldn’t sleep. She’d been awake and helping the case progress for days on end. It was just her and L in HQ, and she honestly felt like passing out; she didn’t even know what she was doing. She gasped as she recollected her surroundings, shaking her head. “You okay?” a voice behind her said. “Tired.” “You should go to sleep; it’s been quite a while,” L said. “What about you, Detective Insomniac?” “I don’t know; it’s been days since I last slept, but the case is more important.” “Your own health is more important, L.” He turned to face her with a heartwarming smile. “Well, it’s nice to know someone cares about my well-being…” he said. Awww, poor baby, he just needs a hug. “I’ve always cared,” Loire replied. “Thank you, Loire. I-I really appreciate it. As for the sleeping issue, I’m afraid I won’t fall asleep even if I try…” “You know why?” “Why?” he asked. “Because you’re lonely; you might just have to join me,” she said almost jokingly. “I’d love to join you.” “Okay, then. I’ll go get into my PJs; you can go up to my room.” Loire got up and walked down the hall, snatching her pajamas off the pillow and going into the bathroom to change. She pulled on some short shorts and a long, oversized shirt. She threw her old clothes in the washing basket and went back to her room. When she opened the door, she saw the single light of her lamp and L wrapped up in a pile of blankets, waiting for her. Loire giggled at the sight, making L smile bright enough to light up New York after dark during a power outage. He held out his arms, spreading the blanket open with them. The [H/C] ran over and jumped into his arms, and he wrapped them around her along with the blanket as they both fell back onto the bed. She wrapped her arms around him and stayed snuggled into his warm embrace. L reached over and turned the light off before wrapping his arms back around the ex-assassin and stroking her hair. “Goodnight, Loire. I hope you see me in your dreams,” he said. “Goodnight, Lawlipop. I love you…”

COMFORT . . .

strategies > What do they do to comfort you

Not good at comforting, really.
But he tries, and we’re giving him points for that
Provides information or facts to help you deal with the problem or lighten the load.
Focus more on the practical side of problem-solving.
For instance, What can you actively do to better your situation? What are your pros?
And so on.
7/10 when it’s an amotional problem
10/10 when it’s literal issue

+ How he like to be comforted

L would like it subtle.
I don't see L being fond of sharing what he feels, let alone allowing other people near him when he's not okay.
So I think giving him space I think giving him space to process his emotions before approaching would be the best.
Once you do, softky touch his shoulder and say something soothing. If he feels comfortable, L will seek more contact, if not, don't push it.

L’s concern would most likely depend on what exactly his S/O is going through or doing that is causing him the concern, but let’s try to narrow it down. 😀

If his Love is sad:

Tries to give them sweets because they make him function better, so why not see if it helps his Love? I can just hear him saying “Would sharing my cake alleviate your unhappiness?”

Hopes being playful will make them feel better. He’s kind of childlike at times & his subtle humor usually makes them happy.

Suggests doing something to take their minds off of it, like playing a game or going over a cold case. (He likes to be distracted, so it’s often his go-to when trying to help his Love.)

Would want to know what is upsetting them and would refrain from making “helpful and practical suggestions” on how to handle the situation. (This was something he had to learn over time and still has trouble keeping his solutions to himself, but he is a good listener and is getting better at just letting them get out what’s bothering them.)

Would hold them if they’re crying, gently dabbing their tears with his sleeve and periodically kissing the top off their head while he strokes their hair.

If his S/O is doing something that is harmful to themselves:

He would bluntly tell them he doesn’t want them to persist in such harmful and destructive behaviors. (How this is received all depends on the temperament of the S/O.)

If at all possible, he will physically try to keep them from doing the thing that is harming them and will take this to drastic measures if he feels he has no other recourse. (We all know he isn’t above handcuffing himself to someone or keeping someone in lockdown. Again, how this is received depends on the S/O.)

Will find a way to “remove” the thing that is allowing his partner to take actions he doesn’t want them to do. He will try to do this stealthily so it creates hurdles between his S/O and their risky behaviors.

(He very much wants to control their actions because he’s worried for their safety. Even if this isn’t the way to go about it, he still feels his methods are the best way to handle the situation.)

nightmare

Crimson runs in streams across the floor towards me. It’s pouring from her abdomen.

Bloody words are coughed from her mouth.

“Run.”

But I’m not fast enough.

“Fight.”

But I’m too small.

There were no more instructions for me.

…She would never give me an instruction again…

A large unfamiliar hand grabs me by the collar.

I close my eyes.Tightly.

“Please don’t hurt me…”

With a hard gasp, L startled awake. His chair swiveled beneath him as he looked about HQ, desperately trying to find his bearings.

“Again?” They said to him with empathy as they put what they were reading on the end table.

His eyes land on them and he nods.

They held outstretched arms towards him. He got up and crawled over the arm of the couch and across the cushions, then sprawled himself on top of them before tucking his legs up against his chest. They wrap their arms around the ball of a detective that had just buried his face into their neck.

“I should have woken you. You so rarely get sleep and you’re so quiet sometimes when you have a nightmare. I didn’t know. I’m so sorry.” They kissed the top of his head, nuzzling their face into his soft black mane.

“It’s not your responsibility to know when I’m having a nightmare.” The muffled words absorbed into their neck. “You never fail me when I need you afterwards.”

“Was it…”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not now, please. I just want to be here in the moment with you until it fades.”

her feelings >He's the best person to have around when she has a bad day. Anything she needs is done, and he’ll stop at nothing to make her feel better. L hates seeing Loire upset / crying. He’d do absolutely anything to make her feel better. If someone made her cry, hands down, he’s ready to fight. If anyone ever hurts Loire physically — be it an accident or not — he's 100% ready to fight. If she's hurting to the point of tears or bleeding, he’s not only ready to fight, but someone's going to die. L hates seeing Loire sad. He’s terrified of Loire becoming depressed and harming herself.her abusive and depressing childhood > L would be beside himself. He held her close, unsure of what else to do. He'd devoted his entire life to putting away the bad guys, but there was nothing he could do for her now. The damage was done.here for you > It was just one of those days she just wanted to curl up in a ball and die. Things just didn’t go right, crowds seemed too big, light seemed too bright, and the smallest noise seemed too loud. She was just an unlucky, tired, stressed mess today. Loire came home to see L wasn’t there yet and decided to just take a shower and wrap up in bed for a while. After her shower, she pulled on some shorts and an oversized shirt and flopped into bed. Loire sighed and just stared at the window, watching the sun go down slowly. She felt so horrible, just stressed, sad, and angry, and sick all in one. For no reason whatsoever, she felt a tear fall down her cheek. Loire didn’t bother doing anything to stop it. Sometimes a good cry was just needed. She didn’t notice the sound of the front door open and close, meaning L was home. He noticed her laying still on the bed and thought she must've been asleep at first. He sat beside her and smiled down at her. “Honey? Are you awake?” His voice made her jump, but when she turned to look at him, his smile turned to a frown at the sight of her tears. “Sweetheart? What’s wrong?” Loire didn’t say anything, just wrapping her arms around his waist and letting her tears soak into his shirt. L slipped down so he was lying next to her, where he pulled her into his arms and let her cry into his chest. “Do you want to talk about it?” he asked. “It’s nothing. I just had a shitty day…” she responded. “I’m always here if you want to talk, honey.” He rubbed her back gently and gave her a loving squeeze. “It’s really nothing. I’m just very tired and stressed… I don’t feel that well,” Loire said. “If you don’t feel well, stay home from work tomorrow and get some rest,” L replied. “Okay…” All she really needed was a hug right now. It was a good thing L was the best person for that. She could feel herself slowly falling unconscious. “You’re really tired, aren’t you?” “Yeah…” Loire murmured. “Get some rest, honey. I’ll stay here if you like.” “Yes, please…” Loire fell asleep on the spot with his warm presence calming her, the woman’s arms wrapped around the skinny noodle she loved. “I’ll always be here for you, Lotus. I love you…”losing her > Loire watched L sleep, considering it was such a rare occurrence. She was overjoyed that L was finally getting some rest until she noticed his frown and furrowing eyebrows. He started moving around a little, alarming Loire even more. Right as she got up to climb into bed with him, L eyes snapped open as his body jolted up. L pulled his partner closer to himself. Tears were prickling at his eyes as he held her as close as possible. A small sigh left the [H/C]’s lips before softly singing a lullaby into L’s ear.more important > “AHH!” Loire screamed as she suddenly woke up, quickly sitting up and looking around. “Just a dream…” She brought her hand up to her racing heart and took a few deep breaths, but it didn’t stop the tears that had obviously started streaming while she was asleep. The [H/C] instantly turned on the lamp to make sure nothing was hiding in the shadows. The light illuminated the room, revealing that she had left the window open. Loire rushed out of bed and closed it, instincts fearing that the small entrance was a threat to her life. The ex-assassin closed the curtains and decided to check if everything else was locked. She wiped tears away with her sleeve as she walked out into the hall, flicking the light switches in every room. Luckily, everything was locked, but that didn’t stop the feeling that her life was in danger. She sat on the couch and picked up the phone. She didn’t want to disturb L while he was working on an important case, but she had to talk to someone. She’d feel even worse if she’d picked Murray or Nile, the little sweethearts… Besides, he’s the only one that would be up this late. Loire dialed his number and listened to the phone ring. “Why are you up so late?” his calming voice inquired through the phone. “I— just…” “You had another nightmare again, didn’t you?” L asked. “Y-Yeah…” “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll be home soon.” Loire heard him get up from his chair in the background and a few people talking. “It’s only twelve! You don’t have to come home; I just wanted to talk to you for a bit!” she argued. “You’re more important than a case, Loire…” Those words made her heart skip a beat. “You don’t have to…” “I’ll be home in twenty minutes.” With those words, the phone line went down. He’d hung up so she couldn’t argue against it. Loire put the phone down and sat on the couch, trying to get the tears to stop before L came home. It wasn’t working. How did I — an ex-assassin with scars and some real mental issues — get the world’s greatest detective to fall for me? It was so far beyond her, but she was happy it happened. L was the most caring person in the world underneath his emotionless shell. She waited. Every little noise made her jump. Even the sound of L’s keys unlocking the door made Lotus flinch and hide under a pile of blankets. She heard the door click closed and his keys drop onto the shelf. “Sweetheart, it’s just me. Come out of your little cocoon, please.” Loire pulled the blanket away from her face and saw L sitting opposite her. “You know that if I’m out and you need me, you can always call. I’ll drop everything and come to you, alright?” “But your job is really important…” Loire said. “You’re more important than anything in this world, Lotus. If you keep having these dreams and you’re feeling paranoid, we can take you to the doctor. They’ll probably have some sleeping pills or something.” “Sleeping pills are what you should be taking, Captain Insomniac.” “True. But, seriously, I can take a day off work to take you to the doctor about this if you’d like,” he suggested. “I don’t think it’s that bad…” “Okay, but if you have another one of these dreams, I’m taking you to the doctors, okay? And you have to tell me.” “Fine,” Loire caved. “Good, now dry those tears, sweetie… We’ll go to bed and try to sleep this away, alright?” he said, wiping her tears away with his sleeve. “Okay.” She nodded. “I’m coming home early to keep an eye on you from now on, okay?” Loire stood up and L put an arm around her as they both walked back down the hall, turning the lights off on the way. “You don’t hav—” “Yes, I do, Loire. I worry about you.” She sat down on the bed and looked away slightly. “Hey.” Loire felt the mattress sink beside her. “Look at me,” L said. She turned to face him. “I love you; don’t ever forget that.”

CELEBRATIONS . . .

valentine's day >

Assuming this is during a case...

His Love specifically tells him that Valentine’s isn’t a big deal and to not get distracted from the case.

So naturally he...doesn’t listen.

He makes reservations for a private room at the swanky restaurant that they always wanted to go to.

After dinner,(which he very sweetly poked at and tried desperately to want to eat but was too excited for dessert) they order one of everything on the dessert menu and share each one of them.

Afterwards, they walk the city streets hand in hand because he worries that they want a more conventional relationship and this is the perfect time to be “normal”.

They just spend time together, going in all the shops and talking and enjoying being with each other without anything or anyone else taking attention away from the other.

They walk by an antique shop and decide to go in and browse. He notices them eyeing (and then asking to try on) an antique diamond ring and makes a mental note for Watari to come back and buy it. You never know when you may need a diamond ring on hand. 😉 He slips the guy $500 to set it aside for him.

They go back to HQ and their room looks much like it always does, only there’s a small box on the pillow accompanied by a note that say nothing more than “Affectionately, L.” Inside is a platinum frame containing a photo of the two of them, but it’s at an angle where facial recognition is impossible. They love this because they know how important his anonymity is and this is a big show of love and trust. It’s also the sweetest thing ever and worth more to them than anything.

They spend the rest of the night showing each other how much they love one another, eventually both falling asleep in each other’s arms. 🖤

christmas >

This Christmas would be different, for one particular reason.
Watari has hereby refused to keep buying presents for L to give you. He’s vowed to stop decorating the tree for him and setting up Christmas lights in patterns intricate enough to win competitions. No more…at least for this year.
“I’ve given you a break between cases for a reason, L. Spend time with them.”
L is the KING of practical gifts. Remember that vacuum cleaner you mentioned needing a while ago? It’s showing up under the tree with a bow on it.
“Oh, what’s this?”
“Detergent.”
“…”
“You said we needed detergent.”
He means well, and he really did put a lot of thought into your gifts. He thought about everything you said you needed from the last few months and went out of his way to go to a store and get it for you.
Because of that there’s no way you can even feel disappointed. Besides, you’re not receiving pointless shit that you don’t know what to do with. And you did need detergent.
Man’s tall. He can hang Christmas lights without a ladder.
He also puts the star on the tree.
And runs into all the mistletoe you hang everywhere.
“It’s an excuse to kiss or whatever!”
“All it seems to be doing is giving me a mouthful of leaves whenever I walk through a doorway.”
He doesn’t really know how to react when he opens presents.
*Awkward smile* “Thank you…I enjoy this.”

her birthday > L likes to make her feel special. He’ll spoil her rotten all day and she’ll stay inside doing whatever she likes or take her out somewhere nice and fancy. He also lets her sleep in as long as she’d like, which is a huge plus.his birthday >she forgets > Wouldn’t care; doesn’t really celebrate his birthday anyway.

While L is an introvert, offhand remarks are his speciality; he can casually throw an insult, disguising it as a simple comment without a second doubt, and half the time without the person realising what’s going on. While he trusts you, he can’t help but feel a little bit insecure that you might leave him for someone who he deems better than him -- although he doesn’t really like to say anything about it.

anniversary > He was fidgeting nervously with his hair as he waited for Loire to answer the door. He hadn’t seen her in several months, and it was their anniversary today. He'd neglected to call her in the hopes that she’d be angry enough with him to be fully surprised when she found him on her doorstep. He heard footsteps on the other side and then the door swung open. “Can I— L!” Any anger she had evaporated when she saw him and, without hesitation, threw herself into his arms, sending him back with the force. As Loire nestled into his chest, a small smile broke out on his face. He was good.she forgets > Surprises and mildly annoys him. He’d remind her and then be done with it.

Whenever you wash his hair…it’s the most comforting shit in the world to him. The feeling of your fingers gently massaging his scalp, running through the soaking wet yet still somehow messy strands, brings him back to a simpler time and, of course, reminds him of just how much you care. If he’s ever feeling like he needs a pick me up, into the shower you go for some purely wholesome hair washing. You’ll know he’s in a better mood if he offers to wash your hair once you’re done with him. If not, you're stuck washing your own hair, sorry.
Occupy the time he spends over analyzing and torturing himself with memories of mistakes he made in his past and how he could have fixed them with the knowledge he knows now…with some baking! Sometimes it’s just not good for L to be left alone with his own thoughts. He gets trapped in them, following a path that never ends. It used to be that you had to snap him out of it, but soon L learns to catch himself before he gets in too deep and comes to you to distract himself. He’ll present you with the recipe book you got him as a gift and ask if you can set aside some time to bake with him, and how can you say no to those weird ass bug eyes?
When a long, stressful day comes to a close and L is finally somewhat free to do as he pleases…he is going to choose to continue working. We all know this. Sometimes it’ll be necessary, like if certain documents need to get sent out by a certain time, but other times L just feels like it’s pointless to take breaks if he can do everything right now and save time. What he fails to realize is that mindset can be detrimental to his health, and even makes him less productive at times. If you notice the latter is happening, for the love of god be assertive. Take his laptop and paperwork and lock those bitches away. Call Watari and inform him of what’s going on so he knows not to put more work onto L. L will be pissy about it at first but he’ll come around by the third slice of cake and second round of Uno. Board games are a perfect way to help him relax while stimulating his brain at the same time. He’ll feel much better after a fun game night, and will be in a much better mindset when he’s ready to tackle some work again in the morning.

● Needless to say, L didn’t know you were afraid of storms until one finally arrived.● It was a big one too that seemed to come out of nowhere. The sky filled with with monstrous clouds that blocked out the sun within seconds, almost pitch black in color. The raindrops were so large they sounded like golf balls hitting against the windows of L’s headquarters and the deep rumbles of thunder followed by brilliant splashes of lightening lit up the sky as if it were mid day. ● It was certainly one of the worst storms you’ve yet to experience and, little to L’s knowledge, you were trembling from head to toe.● He noticed how stiff and ridge you’d become in your chair at the first clap of thunder and that’s when it hit him● “Are you perhaps afraid of the storm?” he asked you softly, his thumb caressing his bottom lip as his eyes slowly moved over your form, analyzing all of the signs that told him the answer to his question without you needing to say a word. ● Despite being practically frozen in place, you managed to shake your head, if ever so slightly, from side to side.● “N-no...” L could almost hear you swallow your words from where he sat on the other end of his monitor desk. “I’m good... I just need a minute-”● Another clap of thunder boomed outside and L watched as you shot out of your chair at the speed of light(ening).● L could see you were most certainly not fine and that you needed his attention right now. What better way to make you feel better than to try and make you forget all about the storm?● L wasn’t entirely sure where to start but he does his absolute best to try and cheer you up and after asking you a few simple, maybe even someone childish questions (like “what’s your favorite color again?” and “cats or dogs and why?”), he notices you’ve started to relax a bit and he starts to get the hang of things.● “Are you hungry?” he asks, now holding you in his arms, cuddled against his chest, as your favorite movie plays on the screen in front of him, lighting up the room in short intervals.● He has Watari bring a cart of your favorite treats and L plays with your hair for a bit, running his hands up and down your back to try and ease any remaining tension you still harbor. ● He peppers your face and shoulders will kisses in between bites of food and he grabs your hand every now and then when you’re not using it, intertwining your fingers and even placing kisses upon each of your knuckles. ● You don’t even notice that the storm has pretty much passed as your eye lids start to grow heavy, the warmth of L’s hands and the sound of his heartbeat quickly lulling you into a state of drowsiness. ● He notices that you’ve barely moved for that passed few minutes and suspects you’ve almost fallen asleep. So, he figures now is the best time to ask his final question before letting you sleep.● “Hey...” a soft smile graces his lips as your half-lidded eyes turn to gaze up at him. How did you always manage to look so cute?● “Wanna build a blanket fort?” he knew how childish it may have seemed but he’d never built one before and he figured it’d be fun to try with you. Judging by the way your face lights up as he asks, he believes it probably wasn’t such a bad suggestion. ● Looks like you’ve found a great way to distract yourself from storms after all. No thanks to L of course.

QUALITY TIME

ATTENTION . . .

brainpower > L often wonders what Loire's thinking about when she’s out and away from him. He's always available to her. L has to be detangling the answer of a challenging case to even consider ignoring her. He’ll answer Loire's text messages and calls, he's always punctual to their dates. L also makes a big effort to forget about his current investigation so he can concentrate on their chat. He's always ready to solve all her problems, and he gives them so much thought as he does with his most difficult cases.

DATES . . .

ideal > L would probably make Loire and himself some coffee. They'd both sit out at the kitchen table and just talk about anything that came to mind. They might even lay on the couch and cuddle for a while. L would definitely surprise Loire with plenty of intricate desserts for them to enjoy. He might even clean a little bit to set the mood before they eat. L loves going out on dates on a rainy day.

HANGING OUT . . .

relax > In his little amount of free time, L likes to watch Planet Earth or any sort of cooking show with Loire, absolutely Cosmos.games > Everything’s a competition. L actually enjoys a few video games now and again, but only when she’s playing, too. Mario Kart or Super Smash Bros gets a little too competitive, so they usually play Legend of Zelda together. Puzzle and strategy games are his favorite.0free time > - L barely gets any free time, but when he does he just likes to relax. Usually you guys like to watch shitty movies and rag on them together.- listening to music while reading is also up there on your activities list.- Sometimes you guys prank the task force members, namely Light, but like…in the most petty ways possible.- one time you guys hid all of Matsuda’s left shoes. Another time L showed you a still shot of the security footage paused right before Light sneezed, so naturally you printed out that shot and hid copies all around the headquarters.time > L likes to stargaze up on the roof with Loire. He knows every planet and constellation and enjoys telling her about them. L loves winter: it's an excuse to stay indoors, best sweets, snuggling with Loire 24 / 7, and he gets sunburned really easily. One of his absolute favorite types of weather is a snowstorm because he can snuggle under the blankets with Loire and drink hot chocolate.pillow fort > He hadn’t heard from Loire for a while now and he was beginning to notice her absence. The chair beside him felt uncomfortably empty. “Loire?” No response. He sighed, forcing himself out of his chair to go looking for her. It didn’t take him long to find the mound of pillows in their shared bedroom and when he did, he couldn’t help but smile fondly. “Loire?” Her head poked out from one of the pillows, a smile gracing her face when she saw it was him. “Oh, hi, L!” “What are you doing?” “I built a fort.” He chuckled. “Well, yes, clearly.” L approached it slowly, about to enter, but she stopped him with a gentle hand to his chest. “No, no, no. You need the password to get in.” He sighed and shook his head. “Fine. Kira? Ryūzaki? Detective?” “Incorrect.” He began getting more competitive, guessing all the words he possibly could before he finally gave up. “I can’t figure it out, Loire, you’ve made it too difficult.” Loire smirked and rolled her eyes, tugging him by the collar to meet her lips. He shut his eyes, smiling into the kiss, but she pulled away all too quickly. “See? That wasn’t so hard to figure out,” Loire teased, opening the fort to him and ignoring the glares.swimming > He absolutely refused to take off his shirt, and therefore he wouldn’t get in the water. Loire had pouted a bit, splashing around in the water alone, when an evil idea crossed her mind. The detective was oblivious to her, staring in the opposite direction like a child. Loire reached out of the water, grabbed the back of his shirt, and yanked him back. He flailed wildly and fell with a splash. When he came back up, he spit water from his mouth before turning to the [H/C], his eyes shining with a mischievous plan. “Oh, you are gonna get it, Loire.”at night > It was a warm night and Loire had wandered down to the pool room, deciding to go for a swim. Yep, HQ had a pool. L was extra, after all. The pool room had a glass roof and walls, so she was able to see the night sky reflect in the still water. She dove into the pool and cut through the water, breaking to the surface and floating on her back. The ex-assassin looked up to the sky and sighed. Suddenly, she heard a splash, making her stop floating. She saw a white shirt sitting by her towel, and the familiar face of L popped up in front of her. “Hi!” he greeted, his dark hair flopping over his face. “Hey. What brings you here?” she replied. “I saw you going to swim and thought I’d join you.” “So you threw your shirt off and jumped in?” “Pretty much.” Loire ducked underwater and did a few backflips, letting the cool water put her mind at ease. She swam over to L and waved at him underwater, making him smile and wave back before breaking the surface as she did. The [H/C] went back to floating on her back next to L, looking up at the sky. “I love night swimming,” Loire commented. “So do I, but I never get the chance to do it,” L replied. She felt his fingers intertwine with hers as they floated. “We should do this more often,” he said. “We should; it’s nice to have the whole pool to ourselves under the stars. So much room for splash fights.” “What fights?” She splashed him with water. “Splash fights!” He splashed water back at her and she returned the gesture. Loire ducked underwater and sat over to the shallow end to give her legs a break. As soon as she popped up, she was splashed. Loire laughed and splashed L again. The fight continued for a while, resulting in laughing fits from the two of them. “Truce?” Loire asked. “Truce,” L confirmed. She took his hand and shook it. Loire leaned against the pool wall and caught her breath. L smiled at her, catching her attention. “What are you so smiley about?” “I haven’t had fun in a while. Thanks for the splash fight.” “No problem.” “Did I ever mention that swimsuit looks good on you?” “U-Uh, no…” “Well, you look good in that swimsuit; it adds to your cuteness.” Loire blushed and smiled, looking away shyly and making L giggle. “So cute…” She felt something against her cheek, coming to realize it was L’s lips; he’d given her a quick kiss on the cheek. “Gosh, I love you…”scary movie > L: “It won’t bethat bad I promise.” L said as he put in the movie. You had no idea what it wascalled, all you knew was it was if the horror genre, the only type of movie youcouldn’t stand. L came back to where you were on the couch and sat beside you.Twenty minutes into the movie, you had come to realize itreally wasn’t that bad. In fact, it was actually pretty funny considering howbad the movie actually was. L, however, was curled up with a pillow refusing tolook at the screen. Every once in a while, he would peak over the pillow letout a small shriek and return to hiding his face.“L?” He didn’t respond. “L, are you really scared?”He barely peaked over the couch cushion at you to nod. Yousmiled sympathetically at him and opened up your arms. He crawled over to you,allowing you to embrace him and he returned it tightly. “Don’t worry, I’llprotect you from the monsters.”

DISTANCE . . .

proximity > L always making sure there's an empty spot next to him just for Loire. He can and will physically kick anyone out of the place he's dedicated hers. If she doesn’t sit beside him, he'll move to be closer to her and won’t be subtle about it. L would collect stacks of papers in his arms and trek through multiple rooms if he has to, don’t even test him.skype > “L!” Loire exclaimed, the joy in her voice obvious as she called out his name. He seemed startled at her enthusiasm, but he couldn’t hide the smile it brought on. “I’ve missed you,” she pouted, only widening his smile. The two looked at each other in silence for the next several minutes. Her brows knitted together in confusion. “Speak, man, speak.” “Hm?” his smile lessened a bit as he thought of a topic. “What do I say?” he finally asked, scratching his head. Loire shook her head, amused. “Hm. Let’s start with something mundane and move up,” she suggested. Still nothing. “How’s the case going?” “I can’t really say.” His voice was blank, and he didn’t look at her; he seemed to be staring off into the void. “Any leads?” “A few.” He was keeping his responses short. Loire blinked slowly, clapping to try and draw his attention back to her. It worked somewhat as he glanced at her questioningly. “What do you want to talk about, L?” “Anything. As long as I’m talking to you, it doesn’t matter,” he said, eyes softening as he gazed at her. “Then why the short answers when it comes to the case?” “Why would I want to talk about the thing keeping me from you?”arms > Today, L was coming back from a big case and Loire couldn’t be happier. It had been almost a year. She'd been at the airport since 6AM and was ecstatic; she couldn’t wait to be in his arms again. She waited for a flight to return from Australia, knowing he’d be on it. Loire sat impatiently at the gate and waited, listening for the passengers to start coming off. Suddenly, she saw the doors open and jumped up, looking for the familiar blue jeans and white shirt. She waited and waited. There were just so many people… “Loire!” She snapped her head up to see L across the room. She instantly sprinted toward him as he did the same. They dove into each other’s arms, almost knocking each other over. “L, I missed you so much!” she whispered. “I missed you, too. It was so hard to be away from you for that long!” he replied. “I love you.” “I love you, too.”return > He’d tangled his arms around Loire moments after she'd stepped into the hotel room, and now, two hours later, it seemed as if he’d no intention of letting her go. He'd continued working after they’d caught up, of course — he could hardly allow himself to be torn away from a case for that long — but he’d secured her tightly to his side. His fingers were constantly brushing against Loire’s wrist, her waist, her cheek, stealing glances as if he’d been starved of her. While Loire certainly enjoyed the attention, she was becoming rather thirsty and slightly uncomfortable, and decided to step away for a moment to make herself some tea. However, gentle arms wound tighter about her stomach as she shifted, barring her from moving away — or at all. She wriggled around to face him and found him still pouring over his work. “L, I need to get up for a second,” she mumbled, covering one of his hands with hers. He pouted slightly and continued to flip through papers. “L,” Loire repeated, tugging a bit at his arm. “What is it, Loire?” he asked, glancing over at her. “I’m just going to go make some tea, can you let me go for a second, please?” He pushed out his lower lip and looked away. “Watari can get it for you. You don’t need to get up.” “Really, the kitchen is just over there!” she protested. “It’ll only take me a moment, just--” “I don’t want to let you go,” he interrupted quietly. “Watari can get it, please, I only-- I don’t want to let you go.” Something in his voice caught her attention and Loire loosened slightly, falling back into his side. “Okay,” she mumbled. “I’m here.”Today was the day. Finally. After five months L was finally coming home. You had no idea how you’ve made it this long without him. You knew that the case he was working on was really important and that there was no way for him to avoid leaving but it was torture spending five months all by yourself. It was so boring... and quiet... and lonely. You let out a deep sigh as you flopped onto your couch, your tv lighting up the room around you as a channel you had long since abandoned played in the background. You had made a habit of leaving the tv on just so that you’d be able to hear other people talk. Hearing others talk, even in half-scripted arguments about petty matters that you couldn’t care less about, help you from feeling so alone. It made you wonder for a while if you were overexaggerating just how quiet the house would be with only you pacing the floors, but it really didn’t seem like such a big deal as the days slowly began to seep into weeks. You were so deeply mingled in your own thoughts that you almost entirely missed the sound of your front door opening. Your eyes opened eagerly and you shot up off of your couch, your eyes instantly meeting with L’s figure that still resided under the door frame as you made your way toward him. “L!” you start before you realize just the state he’s in. He looked exhausted. His shoulders slumped forward and his eye lids drooped dangerously close to closing right then and there. He teetered for a moment and you instinctively took him into your arms to keep him from falling over. “Are you okay?” you ask, your voice laced with worry. He’s barely able to nod his head as he buries his face into your shoulder.“...tired...” you hear him mutter under his breath.With that, you take L to the bed, laying him down before crawling under the sheets yourself, resting his head on your chest with your leg wrapped around his waist as you pull him even closer. “Looks like that case took a lot out of you,” you say, your gentle words easing his still racing mind as your fingers run through his hair. He only nods silently in response. “I’m just glad you’re back,” you whisper, a smile crossing your lips before you place a lingering, heartfelt kiss on his forehead. He moves to bury his face further into your shirt, your sweet, familiar scent encompassing him and putting him at ease.“Me too,” he starts before a peaceful silence falls over the both of you, simply content with each other’s presence as the warm feeling of sleep began to fall over you. “I’ve missed you,” you tell him, seriousness taking over your tone although your voice remained gentle and soft. “It was so boring around here without you.” You pull him into you even more, seemingly trying to make up for all of those lost chances to cuddle. Silence befalls you once again and you hear L’s breathing even out. His breath leaves his body in deep exhales and his presses against your own with ever inhale. You start to think he’s already fallen asleep and you nuzzle closer, preparing to spend the rest of the weekend catching up on sleep until you hear his voice reach your ears.“I missed you too.” his words made your heart flutter as a soft shutter ran down your spine.You had no idea how you had gone this long without him.

VACATION . . .

fancy > He wants to take her on holiday to someplace nice, but work is always in the way. L would love to take Loire to Paris. (Possibly for their honeymoon.) Mostly because it’s home to the best pastry chefs and bakeries, but also because it’s the city of love. He loves taking Loire places she likes to go more than anything else. Even somewhere as simple as a bookstore. L adores seeing her excited about little things, and as he watches her wander around in amazement, he can’t help but fall deeper in love with her.disney world > Literally had to drag him onto the plane with Watari’s help. He wanted to stay indoors, and he complained about the dangers and possible sicknesses and yadda-yadda the entire plane ride. Good thing he got her those background noise cancelling headphones though! Now only Watari has to deal with L’s complaining. “They’re staring at me” is gonna be a common phrase. Prefers Epcot to any other land TBH. While they go on that ride that talks about different cultures and stuff, he’s going to point out the wrong facts and ask to see the corporate manager about fixing it. She has to threaten him to get him to stop. During the soarin’ ride, he has an internal panic attack and is holding onto Loire the whole entire time. Mans really thinks he’s going to drop. He doesn’t really like Magic Kingdom. There’s no knowledge, only fairytales. Will not ever go on scary rides unless she convinces him to, but it takes at least an hour. When he looked up the Tower of Terror and saw what happened, he left the park and didn’t return the whole day. They went for 3 days.

ACTS OF SERVICE

DOMESTIC . . .

cooking > He can’t cook to save his own life. He sometimes will make Loire breakfast in bed. It’s usually waffles and pancakes; something he’s mastered even though he has no idea what he’s doing at literally any other cooking. L likes her cooking, genuinely, and never lies about how it tastes. He actually likes normal food occasionally, only if Loire makes it.baking > L wants her to bake for him, or with him, depending on if he’s busy or not. if there’s ever a chance that the two get to bake a cake together, he'll come up behind Loire, wrap his arms around her waist, and help her mix the ingredient, using it as an excuse to kiss her neck and hug her body close to his.chores > L doesn’t like to do the laundry. Mostly because once, he threw his shirts in, not knowing a pair of her red undies were left in the washing machine, and all of them turned pink.

COLD . . .

Loire sat on the sofa, shivering madly and watching TV when suddenly it had gotten quite cold suddenly. She didn’t want to get up; since her room had no heating, it’d be colder. The woman felt something warm being draped over her shoulders and she turned to see no one. When Loire turned back to the TV, she saw L pulling a blanket around her, making her jump out of her skin. “AH! Oh, god, L…” “Sorry,” he giggled. L sat on the sofa next to her and wrapped an arm around her. “You seemed cold.” “I was. Thanks, honey.” Loire leaned against his shoulder and snuggled into the blanket, feeling warm and fuzzy all over.

RECEIVING GIFTS

PRESENTS . . .

spoiling > Loves to spoil Loire rotten. If he sees her even looking at something she likes, more often than not, he’ll get it for her.promise?L’s Love gives him a simple gunmetal tungsten ring. There is no lettering or pattern engraved in it. He wears it on his left hand ring finger. If they ever get married, he would have this ring engraved on the inside with a saying that is meaningful to just the two of them.

CLOTHES . . .

her clothes > He likes picking out clothes for Loire to wear. He loves whatever she wears, to be honest. Like dress? Perfect. Sweatpants? Perfect. Nothing? Perfect.wearing his clothes > L finds it cute when she pairs one of his over-sized shirts with knee-high socks and pretty short shorts. Help this man, his heart cannot handle the sight. He can’t stop staring at her, she’s just too cute to him. He'd definitely encourage this, offering her his shirts as pajamas and so on, finding it utterly endearing. L would pull Loire onto his lap without a word and cuddle with her whenever she did. Lowkey gets turned-on when her perfumes or scent in general lingers on them.

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION

NICKNAMES . . .

for him > honey, pumpkin, sugar, peaches, jellyfor her > Nicknames with L are super pure and cute.

Not a lot of people would expect L to have any nicknames for his significant other, even when he’s as devoted to as he is. So, imagine her and everyone else’s surprise when he starts calling Loire things like HONEYBUNCH or, on the weirder side, FRUIT LOOP. with a completely straight face. One time he called Loire TATER TOT, which made everyone malfunction for a split second. She thinks he’s doing it to get a rise out of her (and more likely the task force) but it seems like he’s having fun, and it gets fun seeing what he’s gonna call her next. The pattern Loire notices is that they’re mostly food related. Eventually, it gets to the point where she doesn’t even know what the food is, as it must be a dish from a different region that she's unfamiliar with. He'd be most delighted if Loire were to fire back with her own insane nicknames, both as a fun joke between the two of them and as a way to tell if his advances in their relationship are being well-received.
MY PARTNER IN CRIME
MY LOVE
It hadn’t been a conscious decision to call Loire by anything but her name, but the term of affection had slipped out. “LOVE, come here for a second?” he requested without looking up. The [H/C] glanced over to him, not even trying to hide her surprise. “Are you talking to me?” He seemed to only then realize what he'd said and cleared his throat. “Yes, I need your assistance.” He was embarrassed, but he'd use that term again.
He calls her "DARLING" and "MY SWEET," and a ghost of a smile finds his lips whenever she blushes, cutely telling him to stop (although he knows that she doesn’t want him to).
SWEETIE
SWEET CHEEKS
BABY DOLL

[PHONE: Loire♡♡Lawliet or Babycakes]

CONVERSATIONS . . .

input > He wants to hear Loire's opinion on everything, wants her to criticize his plans and compliment them. L turns to her a lot for help; he’s been dealing with the Kira case pretty much on his own for a while and now he needs Loire.meaningful > Thinking about L being all excited to tell Loire about his thoughts and conclusions about anything he's interested in or working on. He wouldn’t judge her if she didn’t understand it at first; he’d try to explain it better to her and maybe even show her some studies on his computer. He wouldn’t share those thoughts with anyone else, just Loire. He might not be the best at showing affection, but he tries.

COMPLIMENTS . . .

favorite > Lotus loved L to bits, the same way he loved her. It was always the little things she enjoyed the most. “What’s your favorite thing about me?” L asked as they walked hand-in-hand down the street. “Hmmm… If I had to pick, I’d say… your smile,” Loire answered. He smiled at her, giving her hand a tight squeeze. “There it is!” Loire giggled. “What’s your favorite thing about me?” “The fact you look out for me. I don’t think I’d be able to take care of myself properly without you.” She smiled at his words and put her head against his shoulder. “I also like how you’re short,” L added. “Hey! I’m not short!” “Compared to me, you are.” “...True. Well, I also like your floofy hair.” “Why?” “It’s floofy!” “Floofy?” “It’s poofy and fluffy; floofy!” Loire explained. L laughed at her logic and childish behavior, wrapping an arm around her. “Dammit, I love you…”calling him cute > “You think I’m cute?” L asked, staring at his feet with a slight blush creeping up his cheeks. Loire replied with a ‘yes’ and tipped his chin up so she could look into his eyes. “I think you’re the cutest. No one else is as cute as you, L.” Her voice was sweet like honey. His eyes widened a bit. “You can’t possibly mean that, Loire,” he said, looking back at his feet. Her smile faded a tad, but she didn’t hesitate, “No matter what you say, no matter how much you deny it, L, I’m still going to think you’re cute. And I plan on telling you as much as I can, so you never forget it.” He'd be kind of surprised at first, as it’s not something he’d be used to hearing, but would secretly love it when Loire tells him that he’s cute and returns the compliment often.sherlock holmes > Well, what a day it had been, filing so many new reports on so many new theories L had come up with. But Loire just had a few more papers and she was done with the filing. She flipped through the sections and files and slipped all the papers into place. Once she closed the drawer to the filing cabinet, she noticed that the clang of metal had caught L’s attention. “Done already?” he asked. “Yep.” “Such a speedy worker.” “That’s my specialty. Get something done so I can draw.” “Well, that’s one way to stay motivated.” “Speaking of motivation, I don’t see any new theories.” “I lost my lead and that made my motivation go down the drain,” L answered. “Come on, I bet you can find something.” “I’ve tried; it’s no use. I think I’ve found all there is to find.” Loire knew there was one thing he hadn’t figured out, so time to give him a boost. “You can do more! You’re better than Sherlock; this should be easy!” “Better than Sherlock?” “Hell, yeah. A fictional character that is apparently one of the smartest people has nothing against the real world’s greatest detective!” “I’m pretty sure he has a higher IQ than me, actually,” L argued. “You’re better! Come on, how many cases have you solved?” “I lost count a while ago.” “Exactly; much better than Sherlock. I bet you can spot one more theory!” L turned to his paper and looked over it some more, then spotted the same theory Loire did and looked up at her. “You know what? You spotted that before I did; you’re better than Sherlock.” “Me? Nah, you are, you came up with all those theories, not me.” “Okay, how about we’re both better than Sherlock?” “I can live with that.” Lotus smiled. “God, you have the cutest smile…” “What?” “What?” “What about my smile?” “Oh… it’s… cute…” “Ha! No way, you’re cute!” “Okay, then, what about we’re both cute.” “So, we’re both cute and better than Sherlock?” Loire asked. L nodded. “Sounds good to me!” she said, placing a kiss on his cheek.

FLIRTING . . .

pick-up line > “Hey, L, put down that cupcake.” L’s eyes locked with hers. “Why would I do that, Loire?” he asked gruffly. “You’re already sweet enough.” A toothy grin spread across her face as she awaited his reaction. He couldn’t help but chuckle, “I suppose I’m just trying to achieve ultimate sweetness.” ||| “My tooth hurts,” she said, holding the left side of her face in an attempt to stop the pain. L stopped what he was doing and walked over to investigate. “Why? Did you chip it?” he asked, taking her hand and pulling it away so he could look in her mouth. Before he could open her mouth, she leaned back while smiling widely. He knew then that she had no toothache and worried for what she really wanted. “It hurts because you’re so sweet,” Loire squealed. L took her hand and kissed the back of it in response.

I LOVE YOU . . .

cake > Loire arrived at L’s place at the time he’d asked her to come over, but he wasn’t answering the doorbell or his phone, so she resorted to calling Watari. “Oh, I’m sorry, I’m with L right now. We didn’t realize the time or hear the bell over his music. I’ll be right there.” L didn’t listen to music much as he preferred silence so he could “hear himself think,” so Loire was a bit surprised but glad, as she’d been trying to introduce him to the world of music. Watari opened the door and ushered her to the kitchen, which was a complete mess. L looked at her rather sheepishly, mouth full of cake, face covered in it, and clothes smeared with flour and other ingredients. All she could think about was how cute he looked in the apron he wore: white with a big pink cupcake. “I think I made you a cake. If it passes as a cake.” “Aww, that’s sweet of you. Thanks, L.” Loire brushed some flour out of his hair before looking at his cake (which, no doubt, he’d end up eating a large percentage of). It was sponge with white icing and a load of strawberries placed in a heart shape on top. She realized he was holding his breath as she read the writing: Loire, I lovv you. “What does that mean?” He literally facepalmed. “It was meant to say ‘I love you.’ I was excited and behind schedule. Ugh, I ruined it. L, you idiot!” Loire silenced him with a kiss. “You didn’t ruin it. I love it. And I love you, too, L.” L literally beamed. “Oh, I just hope the cake doesn’t poison you, though.” “How romantic,” she laughed.

PHYSICAL TOUCH

CONTACT . . .

she's shy about asking > He knows her inside and out; he can pick up on even the slightest change in her body language. As soon as she starts even just slightly looking like she wants affection, he’s like “C’mere, Loire, I miss you.” And he’s got this little smirk on his face as he pulls her close to him. Sooo many kisses OMG. He subtly tries to let her know that she needn’t be shy with him; he loves her a lot. He doesn’t want Loire to feel like she can’t ask him or even just start cuddling and showing affection whenever. He never teases her about it, always very sweet, mostly because he thinks it’s adorable that she doesn’t want to ask him. OML, she’s too precious. Honestly, he just really cares about her and is always down to cuddle and love her, so don’t worry.miscellaneous > He seems to always be touching Loire some way, brushing his fingertips along her arms, leaning his head on her shoulder, pressing his lips to her hands, the list goes on. Loire makes him feel less alone and far safer and he wants to show her this through his actions. He’s quite the hopeless romantic. Since his job is extremely stressful, he melts when he receives back rubs, especially on the shoulder area. His favorite places to be touched affectionately are the face and back. L won’t ever admit it, but he loves taking long bubble baths with Loire and washing her hair. Loire and L would have this thing they did where they basically rubbed their noses together really lightly and she’d end up giggling and it’d make him so happy and AWH. Having her sit on his lap while he does paperwork; her presence calms him down and helps him focus, and he finds himself pressing his head into Loire's chest whenever he needs a break.chocolate on her mouth > He wouldn’t tell Loire. He’d just stare brazenly at that particular corner in her mouth as the conversation kept on going. He'd also lick his lips from time to time. Finally, he'd approach his lover’s face to quickly lick the chocolate.

DISPLAYS OF AFFECTION . . .

public > He’s a little awkward, so if Loire kisses or hugs him, he’s a blushing mess.private > He doesn’t seem like he’d be very affectionate because he keeps that all under wraps around others and in public to uphold his stoic persona but hOLY he's sooo affectionate.

HANDS . . .

holding > L loves hand holding. He gets anxious in crowds, so he does it. He'd always want to be holding her hand or sitting close enough to have her physically touching him.

HAIR . . .

black > Will love Loire even more, and forever, if she runs her hands through his hair while he’s cuddled up into her side. He's putty in her hands. “L-Loire? What… what are you doing?” he asked the first time. “Nothing… it’s just so soft~” She laughed, trying to play off her embarrassment. “Hmm…” he hummed in thought. “It’s nice,” L decided, letting her continue. Now it’s just a sort of comforting thing for him. Every once in a while, when he’s dealing with an especially difficult case, he’ll simply pull her into his lap and pull her hands up into his hair, silently asking for her to play with it and maybe massage his head a bit. “Your hair is so poofy!” Loire said, playing with L’s hair. “What is so fascinating about my hair?” L asked. “It’s fluffy!” “I thought it was poofy.” Psh, smartass. “Fine, it’s floofy.” “Floofy?” “Yes, floofy, now give me that hair tie.” L passed Loire a hair tie and watched in the mirror as she played with his hair, tying it into a bun that sat on top of his head and put a clip with a bow on it, making them both laugh. “Alright, it’s my turn,” L said, grabbing a hairbrush and starting to brush her hair.

messy > Loire was the predator and L was her prey. What made him her prey was that he refused to sit still in a chair, and instead pranced away from her like an awkward deer. Across the room, the raven-haired man stood, hunched forward with a deadpan expression and his hands clenched. Determined to finish the task she’d been given, Loire stood defiantly across the room with the comb in her hand. “L Lawliet, I will brush your hair.” He squinted before running out the door. She followed closely behind, running in the new dress she had bought for the banquet that night. Why must you be so hard to work with sometimes? Loire questioned internally. They both came to a halt when they reached a dead end. L turned around to face her. “You are allowed to wear your usual attire under the condition that I brush your hair. This is a banquet, Lawliet. Why must you be so stubborn. Just let me brush your hair!” He sighed, defeated, and moved to his squatting position. Loire smiled and kissed his cheek gently before going behind him. She first used her hands to separate some of the tangles in his black hair. L grumbled as she tugged apart bits of his hair. “It’s like a rat nest!” she exclaimed. He huffed. “I don’t see why you can’t just leave it.” “I’m only brushing it; nothing that terrible. And — like I told you — this is a banquet. More of a party. The fact that Watari is actually allowing you to go to this banquet dressed in a T-shirt and jeans frankly astounds me.” “Don’t you recall that this banquet is being held in honor of catching Kira? None of you would have been able to do so without me, so I should have the right to go as I see fi— Ow!” L yelped as she yanked the comb through the knotted thing that he called hair. With each brush, his head got pulled backwards, causing him to groan and curse a little under his breath. At one point, her brushing became so acute that he fell onto his bottom. When she was done brushing the tangles, she used her hands to tidy it up. Loire savored running her hands through the velvety hair, soft to the touch and engrossing to look at. Now that she’d finished, she took his hand and led him to the closest bathroom and stood him in front of the mirror. He just stared at his reflection with his usual emotionless countenance. “See; I didn’t do a bad job,” Loire said, giving him a hug from behind. “You look handsome.” “Did I not look handsome before?” She rolled her eyes and walked in front of him to wrap her arms around his neck. “Don’t be silly, you Umpa Lumpa; of course, you were handsome before.” “What did you call me?” “You think too poorly of yourself, Lawliet.” Her hands found their way back into his hair, gently playing with the now-untangled locks. “I love your hair; it’s one of my many favorite things about you.” Loire felt L tentatively wrap his arms around her waist, as if he was afraid, he could cause her harm. She leaned up to gently brush her lips against his, kissing him amorously and savoring every moment. When they released their kiss, L took her hand in his and looked down shyly with a small blush coming across his cheeks. “It’s days like this when I remember how fortunate I am to have you.” Loire smiled at his words and reached up to caress his cheeks. “I love you, Lawliet. And your hair.”

HUGGING . . .

reassurance > ...He just needs a hug sometimes. Whenever he’s down or slightly depressed, he usually needs a bit of affection. He sometimes has a little trouble knowing he’s loved, and Loire has no problem reaffirming that for him when needed.

CUDDLING . . .

hunger > He loves loves LOVES cuddling. Cuddles! this man is touch starved and now he has Loire to make up for lost time. When the day's over, he'll have her head on his chest while he plays with her hair and hums a simple tune, or he'll lay on her thighs and fall into a peaceful sleep. He likes to sleep in his perched position, but if Loire's there, he’s absolutely choosing snuggling.safety > L loves knowing Loire's safe, so when it comes to cuddling, he likes to wrap all his limbs around her from behind to make sure nothing and no one but himself touches her. His favorite position is when Loire lays on his chest and his arms are protectively around her. It doesn’t matter if it’s the hottest night in summer or they’re living on the sun; cuddling is a must.

The detective was never really too keen on sleep, but didn’t want to deprive you of such a privilege.His solution was to allow you to curl up in his lap comfortably while L balanced a laptop on his knees or a pillow.Sometimes L would sit crisscross (strange to imagine, huh?) or lay sideways on the couch, depending on how much you complained about back and neck pains earlier that day.You could rest peacefully in the comfort of L’s own arms while the tireless detective continued to work. Win-win situation if he did say so himself.

P l a y w i t h h i s h a i r, he loves it
If you sit in his lap while he's working he’ll just accept it and hold you
He keeps you as far away from light as possible, even if he isn't a suspect
Feed him please, he loves it. If you feed him a strawberry while your holding him he’ll want to share it
Sometimes he falls asleep while your holding him. You just make him feel safe and he trusts you enough to cuddle with you
Mello isn't one for cuddling since he sees it as a show of weakness but sometimes he gets so tired that he just plops onto you and wraps his arms around your waist
Cuddles while Daddy Issues or Strawberry Blonde plays in the background

Like Near, he usually isn’t the one to take initiative when it comes to affection, especially kisses. So, when you kiss L he can be quite hesitant at first, but after a few seconds he ends up melting into it. His kisses always taste like some kind of sweet, so you like them to last as long as he’s willing to allow.

Exhausted. That was the only word to describe the feeling that plagued you and L. It had been a long day and neither of you wanted to do anything but relax and sleep.Without even removing your shoes or changing your clothes, you collapsed onto the bed. L crawled in beside you and threw his arm over you. In response you turned into your side to face him and cuddled into him. He gave you a quick kiss on the forehead and pulled you in even closer.Your arms had grown uncomfortable in their position and snaked up to find their way around L so you could hold him. He pulled you close until there was no space between the two of you.He started to run his fingers through your hair, playing with it until your breathing evened out and he knew you were asleep. He cuddled himself closer to you, if possible, and closed his eyes and hoped for sleep to come to him as well.

SLEEPING . . .

ritual > He'll sing Loire to sleep. It’s rare when he does, though. L shamelessly loves to watch her sleep. He won’t admit to doing it, but Loire will sometimes wake up with random braids in her hair. When Loire goes to sleep, he sometimes puts a hard candy in her mouth, so she has sweet dreams.lazy morningHis arm was thrown about your waist and his face buried in the crook of your neck. The two of you had been awake for some time now but neither of you could be bothered to get up. After all, you didn’t really have to.Neither of you said much, just laid together enjoying one another’s warmth and company. You kissed his forehead and snuggled into him. These were your favorite kinds of mornings.

If he has an s/o, he usually “goes to bed” next to them, but is working on his laptop while they snuggle up next to him and fall asleep.
When he does deliberately decide to go to bed, which is more common if he has an s/o, he sleeps in his boxers.
He has pajamas, but never wears them. (unless it’s a lounge around day with his s/o (which is super rare), but he still takes them off to go to sleep.)
He’s notorious for kicking the covers off himself.
He has horrible nightmares.
He sleeps better with the t.v. droning in the background.
He’s a sleep snuggler. Whether it’s a pillow or his s/o, he’s going to snuggle something when he’s asleep.

falling asleep on him > L really likes to have Loire fall asleep on his chest. It makes him feel accomplished. Loire makes sure he gets enough sleep, probably staying up with him and making him feel guilty. Sometimes she’ll try to stay up with him when they’re at the HQ alone, but she’ll fall asleep on his shoulder — which he finds adorable.insomnia > L only ever likes to sleep when Loire's next to him. He hates sleeping alone. Well, when Loire isn’t there, he doesn’t sleep at all, but he does get very lonely.sleepwalking > Loire wasn’t sure when this had started. L was curled up at her side, one arm thrown across her stomach while she struggled to figure out whether she should wake him, giggle and blush, or go back to sleep. She bit her lip, looking down at his peaceful face. Reaching up, she brushed a strand of hair out of his face, and he twitched in his sleep. He curled closer to her, burying his face further into her side and making her giggle. His eyes fluttered for a second, catching hers before they shut again. Loire rolled her eyes before closing them trying to still her racing heart. It was hard to fall asleep, though, when he kept squeezing her in his sleep and tickling her. He was cute, but she was going to have to wake him up.bed > Especially likes it when he can carry her to bed. On the odd chance he does sleep, he's the biggest blanket hog.fighting spirit > L usually didn’t get to sleep at the same time as her, so they both tried to enjoy this time together. Loire had unconsciously rolled away from him in the bed a while ago, but he was having trouble falling asleep himself. He glanced at her fondly, her eyelids fluttering as she dreamed, her mouth slightly open as if she were about to say something. His arm reached out and slung around her waist, trying to pull her close to his chest. But before he could hold her, her arm flew from the other side of the bed and hit him lightly, stopping him in his tracks. He blinked slowly at her in surprise. “Loire?” No, she was still asleep. Again, he tried to pull her close to himself and her legs kicked out with a small grunt, pushing him to the other side of the bed. This time, he chuckled at her; Loire's face was twisted with determination in her sleep. He rolled over to face the window, smiling fondly. L couldn’t wait to tease her about this later.early > As soon as Loire turned to roll out of bed, pale arms shot out from under the warmth of the blanket and snaked around her waist. “L, let go,” the [H/C] murmured, voice still thick with sleep. He grunted and instead of doing what she said, pulled her back to him. “L,” she said, struggling half-heartedly against him. The warmth he was exuding was enough to lull her back into a light doze, and she never did make it out of bed.morning > When they both wake up, he loves to share sleepy kisses with her, or something better to start the day with. ;) His favorite time to see her is when she just wakes up. L loves to see Loire sleepy with messy hair, tiredly drinking coffee as she wakes up fully.without her > L reached out to touch her but felt a pit in his stomach when his fingers only brushed the soft bed sheets. He pried one eye open slowly and found she was nowhere in the bed, or even the bedroom. “Loire?” No answer. Both eyes were wide open now as he sat up against the pillows, hearing loud crinkling against his elbow as he eased himself up. He found the source of the noise was a note scribbled in her handwriting: L, I’m gone to the store. I’ll be back in half an hour. Love, Loire. He groaned, tossing the note to the side, feeling oddly lonely without her there. “Hurry back,” he mumbled, curling back up under the blankets again.waking him up > L had been woken up by Loire rummaging through the dresser, looking for clothes. He stretched out for a moment and sat up. “Good morning, Loire.” She jumped but ended up chuckling. “Good morning,” Loire replied as she walked over and kissed him gently on the lips. He pulled her down onto the bed and wrapped himself tightly around her. “I have things I need to do today, L. I can’t lay in bed all day.” “I don’t want you to stay in bed all day; just for a few more minutes.” Finally, Loire caved in and wrapped herself around him like he had her. A few more minutes couldn’t hurt.waking her up > Knowing L, he would've stayed up all night working, but when she did force him to sleep, he'd always wake up before her. He'd always wake Loire up by peppering her face with small kisses, which would always send her into a fit of giggles when she awoke.

KISSING

unexpected > L’s Love approaches him from behind and with a gentle tap on his hunched shoulder waits for him to turn around. He turns to face them as they wrap their arms around him, and without warning, softly press their lips to his, stealing his breath from him. With wide-eyes, he looks at them with momentary shock, but returns the embrace, and, closing his eyes, relaxes into the kiss and, for once in his life, let’s himself get lost in the moment. opinion > Believe it or not, L's truly a romantic person once you break his shell. He often likes to make Loire feel special and his kisses are no exception. L absolutely loves kissing. Random kisses? Yes. More. Goodbye kisses before work? Quick pecks? Amazing. 10 / 10. Soft and slower kisses. GoOd sTuFf. Making out? SIGN HIM UP. He loves to randomly kiss her. If she ever randomly kisses him, he stops functioning completely.lips > Always tastes like candy or pastries, making him very pleasant to kiss. Also pretty much doesn't initiate any kisses. L loves when Loire wraps her arms around his neck. Likes when she takes his chin in her hand and kisses him. Smiles into the kiss a lot. Also, soft and gentle, kisses aren't long at all but they're very loving. L’s kisses are surprisingly slow. He doesn’t want to push anything too far with Loire, so he usually waits for her to initiate something more intimate. If Loire bites his lip while kissing, L.exe stops working completely. His hands roam everywhere because he just wants to feel her to make sure she’s really here… that she’s really his and this is actually happening. Every time. After they break apart, he always whispers, “I love you.” L blushes way too much afterwards and stares at ground like a socially awkward frog. (Oh, wait...) When she smirks or gives him one of those half-smiles after the kiss, he totally melts but tries his best not to show it.L kisses start off sweet pecks. His lips are soft, but a little dry and would taste like stale coffee and candy. They sit cross-legged, facing each other, holding both hands with fingers intertwined. He starts cautiously, but as things heat up, the hand holding turns into full on holding each other, hands cradling the back of their head, running fingers through each other’s hair. Deep lingering kisses, each one begging for another. He licks their bottom lip, asking for access to their mouth. He’s very good at French kissing! He really likes having his neck kissed and kissing their neck in return, and love nibbles and bites are very welcome to him.body > More often than not, it’s a kiss on the cheek. He kisses the back of Loire’s hand more than her lips. He lives to receive little kisses on his cheeks / head. After long days at work, he likes to lift her up and spin her around before giving her lots of small kisses all over her face, making her giggle a lot. He loves seeing her happy. And whenever Loire wears her hair up, he likes to tease her by placing light kisses on her neck.i can imagine l's kisses as being very soft and delicate. he's incredibly gentle with you, treating you as if you're made of the most fragile glass.he mainly gives you pecks on the cheek, and his kisses are so light they almost feel ticklish. it's like a little feather brushed against your face!he also really likes to kiss your hand. a lot of times he does it to make you laugh, but he genuinely finds the gesture so endearing and sweet. unlike the cheek kisses, his hand kisses are firmer and more lingering. he takes inspiration from the fairy tales he'd hear when he was young; the way the charming princes always wooed their lovers with hand kisses, among other things. l wants to be your prince, which is why he likes to go for your hands a lot.lastly, his kisses on your lips. he always likes to hold you while he kisses you, whether it be him looping his arms around your waist or cupping your face in his hands. it's all the same to him - he adores the physical contact. he'll lean in towards you and kiss you softly, his lips fitting against yours like a puzzle piece. his lips are somewhat dry, but they're still soft nonetheless. they're also very sweet; most of the time he tastes like strawberry, but it really depends on what treats he's eaten before then.overall, his kisses feel like heaven to you. he's so full of love and devotion to you despite how closed off and reserved he is with his emotions, and you can really feel his adoration for you in every kiss you two share.

SENSUAL

As much skin contact as possible. (I know that sounds like a given, because, well…consider the situation.) He wants to take in as much of them as he can, like he’s savoring them. He’s got his legs intertwined with theirs. He’s kissing them all over, licking them, tasting them. He rubs his hands up and down them. He presses himself to them or keeps pulling them against him.
So much foreplay. So much and it’s very playful.
Loves kissing their neck and having his kissed in return. (pretty much anywhere is fair game actually.)
He’s kind of quiet mostly, but his s/o can hear his moans and knows what he likes.
When he doms, he’s a gentle dom.
He doesn’t mind being a sub either.
He gets carried away easily. There’s a high level of trust here between them, so it’s somewhere he can be vulnerable and just be himself (and not the world’s greatest detective.)
Very into licking frosting off them.
There is little he says no to.
Very cuddly afterwards and won’t be happy if this isn’t possible (He’s less likely to, ahem, engage if he feels like there won’t be sufficient time afterwards.)

PROLOGUE

ORIENTATION >🅔XPERIENCE > Those “strange things” he did at Light’s age? Let’s just say he did a lot of experimentation with his sexuality that he wouldn’t really want anyone finding out about.FIRST ORGASM >🅙ERK-OFF > L doesn’t really tease himself too much. He might on occasion, but as a rule, he doesn’t. It’s usually very fast-paced and over rather quickly. He usually uses a condom when he masturbates because he doesn’t want it getting everywhere.🅨EARNING > It's rather low, but when he gets going, it shoots up.🅜OTIVATION > He loves when Loire seductively eats fruit. Especially the RED ONES. Sometimes, when he’s busy at work and Loire's bored, she’ll send him a suggestive text / picture, knowing he’ll have trouble controlling himself for the rest of the day. Be ready for when he gets home, though. L gets w e a k when Loire sits in his lap. Start kissing his jaw, as well, and she can get whatever she wants. When someone plays with their hair, runs their fingers through it, ties it up, etc. he thinks it’s very attractive. Someone with very careful, nimble hands. Even if they’re just tapping their fingers or playing with their pen, he can’t really look away. People who are rather closed-off and somewhat “mysterious” are so attractive to him. ESPECIALLY if they come out of their shell a little more around him after a while. Someone who’s witty and can give him a hard time. If she bit her lip around him, oh, damn. When someone he likes touches his shoulder or his arm, he gets so flustered.🅧-RAY > L’s actually pretty big as far as length goes. It’s a little thinner than most, though.🅖ROOMED > I think we can all agree that L's groomed nowhere.🅑ODY PART > LEGS breasts BUTTS || Her legs.

ACT 1

AROUSED > It would happen when they both were eating popsicles on a hot day. The way Loire’s tongue slipped from one side to another and her lips gentle closing around the cold candy was just amusing. When he realized how much that scene had provoked him, L would look away… but his face would soon betray him. His lover laughed mischievously. “Oh… you had a boner just by seeing me lick this thing? You’re such a pervert, L.” He’d blush like crazy.🅞RAL > He’s really quiet during sex, but when receiving oral, he’ll be really loud. He gets weak for blowjobs and loves receiving oral. He covers his mouth with his hand when Loire goes down on him to muffle his whimpers. Especially when he has to talk to anyone over his intercom. Though he may have blown his cover more than a few times. He’s a pretty big fan of giving Loire oral. He always ties cherry stems in a knot with his tongue in front of Loire. She has to say, though… it pays off in more ways than one. ;)

At first, he wouldn’t want to; Loire would practically have to force her mouth on him, but once the action started, he would be unexpectedly loud. He’d cling to anything within reach and try to deal with the surges of pleasure, pulling her closer when he came.
He was a little confused as to why Loire was looking at him the way she was, eyes narrowed and lustful. It became clear when she knelt down in front of him, roughly pushing his legs apart. His eyes grew wide as she unzipped his jeans, pulling them down just enough to expose his slowly hardening length. He gritted his teeth when Loire ran her tongue over the tip and nearly lost it when she took him full into her mouth. Whatever brought this on, he was not going to complain.

ACT 2

🅠UICKIE: Huge fan. He’ll basically do this whenever Lotus will let him. It’s not that he prefers it to proper sex, he just thinks it’s a little more fun.🅟OSITION: Cowgirl. He likes seeing Lotus ride him. L's equally likely to be dominant or submissive -- he enjoys watching Lotus come undone under his touch but giving her power over him turns him on like crazy.🅛OCATION: L would rather have sex in a chair or on a couch than in a bed.ATMOSPHERE: 🅘NTIMACY: He tries to be very intimate in the moment. He’ll do basically anything to let Lotus know he loves her more than anything. Very polite their first time, telling her that her pleasure is his priority.🅖OOFY: He’s more serious in the moment.🅡ISK: He’s pretty open to trying new things.🅚INKS: He loves complete intimacy. He wouldn’t admit it, but sex has to feel special to him. He’s a total slut for his partner whispering in his ear, telling him how he’s doing and how he’s making them feel. The feeling of their lips by his ear just drives him nuts.

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KINKS: Bondage (HANDCUFFS), biting, teasing, food play, any flirty nicknames. L can’t handle lace/frilly lingerie/underwear or thigh-high socks or stockings. If Lotus happens to be wearing both, she better believe she’s not walking straight tomorrow. He likes leaving marks on Lotus, especially when they’re visible. It lets everyone know that she’s his. Loves sexting her, describing in explicit detail exactly what he plans on doing to her the next time they’re alone together. L is always down to fuck, no matter when it is or where they are. Despite the risk, he enjoys public “endeavors” quite a bit. Once, they snuck off at work together to the washroom and when they got back, it was easy to tell what happened just by how they looked. Whoops.🅣OYS: Doesn’t really enjoy or not enjoy toys. They’re okay every once in a while, but they bore him.🅝O: Roleplay.🅟ACE: Depends on what he’s feeling that night. It’s usually rather quick-paced, but he tries to keep it intimate, so he'll slow down on occasion to try and make it special.🅤NFAIR: 🅥OLUME: He’s not very loud in bed. He’s actually pretty quiet for the most part, however, a grunt or small moan will come out every once in a while. He gets incredibly loud when he’s close to cumming, though. He’s not sure why.🅢TAMINA: L literally does nothing else, so he has so much pent-up energy that he can go all night with short breaks in between rounds.🅒UM: L enjoys seeing Lotus covered in his cum. He doesn’t cum very much usually.

ACT 3

🅐FTERCARE > L's rather affectionate after sex. He's the best pillow talker, and his aftercare is amazing. Close cuddles, back massages, gently peppering the marks he made with kisses as he whispers gently how well she did, asking if there’s anything Loire needs and what he can do next time. He’ll ask Loire a million one times if she’s alright and what she thought about the experience -- especially after their first time.🅩ZZ > It takes him about an hour.

EPILOGUE

DIRTY SECRET >
L gets increDIBLY flustered whenever Loire wants him to come with her for bra and underwear shopping (as well as lingerie honhonhon).SEXUAL LOIRE: “oH” He’s embarrassed to admit it, but he finds it so hot. Loire makes him feel wanted and loved and he tries his best to make her feel the same way. He honestly just can’t get over how hot she is?? Help this man??He’s fluent in at least ten different languages. Mostly, it’s to make work easier among other countries, but often, he’ll use his skills just to turn Loire on.

He wears boxers, usually blue or green (although I like to think he has a couple pairs with little designs on them like frogs or skulls and the occasional plaid ones, too.)
He has an innie for a belly button.
He’s not hairy.
His genetics were *ahem* kind to him. (Please don’t make me elaborate.)
He has a mole on his left side, around where his waistband is. He has another on his right shoulder.
He’s not ghostly pale. Yeah, he’s pale, but not milky white.
He has a scar on his right knee from when he was a little kid.
He’s scrawny & muscly. (Does that make sense?) He has definition, but also, you can see his ribs and collarbone pretty well, too.
His vertebrae are very visible, especially when hunched.
He gets cold very easily, so let’s stop right here and let him put on some damn clothes, Okay?

• A definite switch although he leans more towards the top/dom side

• He isn’t really into dom/sub themes he prefers top/bottom but every now and then if he’s really in the mood then he’ll be kinky

• Overall he isn’t incredibly kinky, if you’re into something he’ll try it but he doesn’t have that many of his own kinks

• When he’s topping/dom his kinks consist of:

• Choking

• ‘Oh sweetheart, my hand looks so good wrapped around your pretty little neck. I should just keep it there forever.’

• Praise

• ‘Oh god you feel amazing darling. Fuck, just like that; good girl.’

• Degradation to some extent (he doesn’t enjoy being really mean but he does let it slip sometimes)

• ‘You’re so needy you had to interrupt me at work, needy slut.’

• Dry humping

• ‘I can feel how wet you are, we haven’t even started yet.’

• Thigh Riding

• ‘That feel good, baby? So desperate you resort to my thigh.’

• Cockwarming

• ‘Stay still, I have work to complete.’

• Chokers

• ‘That looks heavenly on you, I almost don’t want my hand to replace it.’

• Handcuffs

• ‘I told you to stop touching me but you didn’t listen. Now you have no choice darling.’

• He doesn’t bottom/get subby often, it’s usually only if he’s extremely tired and needy

• He doesn’t like it that much but when he’s tired he just wants you to top him and take the lead but it’s rare

• He’s a huge fan of morning/sleepy sex

• Anything lazy or half assed he loves

• He adores seeing you in his clothes, his favourite sex memory is from the first time you wore one of his oversized white shirts with only a pair of panties

• He’d never gotten hard so quickly

• He definitely has photos of you under him or your chest with his hand around your neck

• He doesn’t get off to them he just loves taking them and looking at them later

• He’s not vocal, a few low groans here and there mixed with dirty talk but he isn’t loud

• There has been more than one occasion where the headboard has creaked from him grabbing it too hard

• Loves having you pull his hair, not hard but tugging at it lightly while you cum about him or while you’re making out really gets him going

• Cockwarm him while he’s working

• He doesn’t care if other people are in the room he loves it

• He adores you sitting on his lap but sometimes he can’t get enough of you and lets you sit on him with him in you

Sweet L. He’s a playful kind of lover and that translates to how he is with his partner afterwards. They make him feel safe enough to be vulnerable with them and that is something truly rare. He wants them to feel appreciated and loved in return. He gives them lots of skin to skin cuddling. He doesn’t just hold them in his arms, he wraps his whole self around them, intertwining his legs with theirs and rubbing his feet against theirs. The two of them talk about little things that mean something to just the two of them, like inside jokes or stories they have only shared with each other, interspersing sweet kisses between their words. They’ve just shared a really intense experience so it’s good for the both of them to connect on an emotional and metal level. After this much needed time to connect with each other, they go and sneak a piece of cake to share, content just to be happy and in the moment with each other.

L would be so nervous.He’d ask if you were sure a million times.He’d have a hard time getting the condom open, then a worse time getting it on.It would be very very slow.When it’s over, he will just hold you for a very long time and not say anything.

He laid you back into the bed as gently as possible. He knew it was your first time. He knew you were nervous. L just wanted to make sure you were comfortable.

His lips ghosted over yours before pressing them fully against your lips. His hands trailed down your sides and yours were tangled in his hair as he kissed you. He lined himself up with your entrance and looked up to you.

“Are you sure about this?” He questioned.

You nodded. L buried his face in the crook of your neck as he entered you slowly. When he was fully in he pressed kisses to the corners of your eyes where small tears had formed.

“Let me know when you’re ready.” He requested although he was having a hard time staying still.

After a few moments you gave him the single and he began moving. It was slow. Painstakingly slow. Still after a while any pain that you had felt in the beginning was washed away by pleasure. He continued whispering sweet nothings to you as he thrusted into you.

He had pledged that he would make this night special for you and he was determined to do just that.

A: Aftercare (What are they like after sex?)

L at first was more interested in going back to finding Light. But when he saw sadness flash in your eyes and you said you were fine, L immediately began to help you clean up or hold you to fall asleep.

B: Body Part (Which body part do they like the most?)

He loves your pussy. That's where he finds the delicious sweets as he is eating you out.

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Loves to drown himself in your cum. It reminds him of candy and he could eat for hours which he has. Normally he has you sitting in a chair and him in his normal posture eating you out. And try pushing him away and he'll shove your hands away

On the other hand, he doesn't like to waste his cum. He loves watching you lick it off your body or suck him dry while he works on detective work and your bare ass hanging out from under the desk

D: Dreams (Do they have sex dreams? If yes, what is it/happens after?)

You've only caught L in one sex dream. You did not know but he was dreaming of catching Kira and then fucking you down an alley as celebration. You found he was asleep for a bit and his cock straight up. You would usually jerk him off in his pants so he would cum harder

E: Experience (How much experience do they have?)

Actually very sparingly. He's had his first time but all these different positions you wanted to try confused him

F: Favorite Position (What is their favorite position for sex?)

He loves having you sitting in his lap and pounding yourself up and down on his cock while your breasts bounce in his face. He loves watching you contort around his cock and not caring about the other detectives if he's in public. Also loves when your juices drip onto his chair so his desk smells like you.

G: Grab (Where do their hands lie)

Usually on your ass. L loves to grab your ass while you suck him off or when you two are having sex, he is massaging it. He loves feeling something so soft near him and getting pounded by him.

H: Hot and bothered (How do you know they want sex?)

Usually L is pretty good about taking care of his problem by himself but when he needs your plump lips or hot pussy, he usually is making out with you and massaging your breasts and pussy through your pants. If he is desperate, he'll have your pants off first so he can dive in.

I: Intimacy (How caring and nurturing are they during the moment?)

Honestly for a while, L's mind was focused on having sex then going to Kira like the aftercare. But L learned that if you want better sex, start praising you.

J: Jack off (Do they jack off? What do they think about?)

Definitely. He will sit in his office and jack off in his pants so he hides it. If L is at home, he likes having your underwear that smells like your sweet pussy and jerking off multiple times imagining taking you out in public and having sex either in a restroom or alley.

K: Kink (Secret kink that you learn)

While you knew about his kink of your cum and sweet things, his secret kink is wanting to have public sex or mutual public masturbation.

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

Outside the house, his office. He loves making other detectives uncomfortable with you sitting on his lap but not knowing you are pounding your pussy onto him.

Inside the house, he loves the kitchen. Food play happened in there. Whether you put whipped cream on your nipples and pussy or had a popsicle melt onto your body, L was there in a matter of seconds ready to eat it off you and to eat you out for planning such a lovely surprise. This was before taking you from behind over the counter and watching your breasts smush against the counter.

M: Motivation (what are their turn ons?)

Two major ones is just you being turned on and showing him how soaked you are and if you are wearing panties or not. He loves he can smell your need when you spread your legs for him to work.

And put food on your body. Especially whipped cream. That's his favorite thing to eat off you because it makes you 10 times sweeter and his need to fuck you that much more animalistic for such a composed guy.

N: Nope! (Turn offs, things that they would not do)

Anything with weapons. That is left behind at his office and there are no weapons around his desk. He can't think of you being hurt by his hands.

O: Oral (Do they like to receive or give? Anything else.)

Both as we've seen. On average, he will give oral every day of the week and usually multiple times. He loves how your pussy responds to him mouth like it does to his cock. And if you squirt, he is drinking it up like a parched man and will try to make you squirt more.

When you give him oral, he is grunting and sometimes groaning your name softly. He will have his hands on your ass and gripping it tight so he can tease his fingers in your soaked pussy. When he cums, he likes it to spray on your body and watching you lick it up with lust blown eyes

P: Pace (How fast or slow are they? Is there a reason?)

If it is a rough case from Kira, definitely a fast and rough pace. He just has the need to fuck something or someone into oblivion. Which causes you to sometimes roll your eyes back and get lost in his thrusting.

Majority of the time though it is slow. L likes to admire what he won. He loves watching your breasts bounce up and down for him. He loves how only your soaked pussy with milk him even before he starts thrusting. He loves watching you orgasm and your eyes roll back.

Q: Quickie (What are they like? Are they quick?)

Quickies happened in his office if you brought him lunch or dinner. While he was usually at home, when he had to meet with other detectives, you would bring lunch. Which meant no underwear and a soaked pussy on display in his office.

His quickies usually have you fucking him in a skirt and blouse while he works on reports. He loves being able to swipe a finger on your clit and lick your juices off. And dont think you've stopped when you both came, L will want you to continue so others will know how he's won a beautiful woman.

R: Romance (Is there anything that sets the mood?)

Not really. The only thing that sets the mood is if he is praising you. It usually causes your body to heat up and you to whimper as he is rubbing your pussy under your underwear if you are wearing any.

S: Stamina (How many rounds or how long?)

Usually 1 to 3 rounds. If you count oral than maybe 5 times oral and then 1 time sex

T: Talk (what is their dirty talk?)

You are doing so well Y/n. Look at how your pussy is being pulled by my cock. I've won such a beautiful woman who loves to be fucked. You feel so good Y/n.

U: Unfair (Do they tease and how much?)

If you two are invited to a dinner. You better believe he is rubbing your clit softly and slowly under the table while he talks to his coworkers. You are becoming needy for him but he continues slow strokes so that even after the meeting, you are still worked up.

V: Vexing (Is there any outfits or looks that make them think dirty thoughts?)

Besides covered in some whipped cream or other dessert, he doesnt really mind other outfits

W: Walk it off (Can you walk it off or do you need help?)

Usually you can unless he decides to eat you out for hours.

X: X-Ray (How big are they?)

Average size and about 6 inches. It is quite slim as well.

Y: Yelling (Are they loud or soft vocally?)

Soft grunts and groans usually in your ear between dirty talk

Z: ZZZ… (How quickly they fall asleep?)

He doesn't usually fall asleep. He makes sure to take care of you and help you fall asleep before he stays up.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s an angel (take care of this one). He will answer to your every need and he will even give you a massage or draw you a bath or prepare a shower for you if you want. He will fall asleep not too long after though so try not to overwork him. He needs his beauty rest. If you don’t want anything, he prefers to just lay with you until you both fall asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your legs. He adores everything about them. Your feet, your ankles, your calves, the back of your knees, and your thighs. Especially your thighs. He loves how soft and squishy they are. As for him, he hasn’t really given it any thought but if he had to choose, he’d say his chest. He loves when you leave kisses and marks on his chest that only the two of you get to know about.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He prefers to do it inside of you just to help keep things clean mainly but if you’re not comfortable with that, he’ll probably just spend himself on the sheets and then change them after you’re both rested.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has dirty dreams about you. Quite often. Even when you’re in his arms. Sometimes he has to get up and move away from you before finding something to distract himself with so he doesn’t risk waking you up.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

No experience. He might have seen a centerfold when he was a teen but he didn’t think too much of it. It didn’t really do anything for him at the time so he didn’t focus on anything sexual until you came along.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Probably missionary but feel free to suggest something new. He’s far more flexible than he looks.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s definitely more serious during the moment but he’ll loosen up and even laugh at a joke you tell him later on when he gets more comfortable. He’ll also love to tickle you if you’re ticklish. He loves hearing you laugh.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

It’s not the most important thing to him but they’re all actually in pretty good condition. He likes them to be neat and trimmed. He also doesn’t want to overwhelm or risk turning you off.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

L is pretty intimate during the moment. Romantic? Not necessarily but he’ll certainly be romantic if there’s a special occasion or you simply want him to be.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

This is a very rare occurrence for him. The only time he even really thinks about doing it so is when you’ve been away for longer than he can handle and he can’t get you out of his mind. Even then he might. Especially to help release some stress.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Food play, food play, and food play.

He also likes seeing you in cute or revealing things but he’s not into anything too slutty or diminishing.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s pretty vanilla so he prefers the bedroom but he wouldn’t mind taking you on his desk every once in a while.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

L doesn’t have a lot of experience with sexual deeds so there isn’t anything too specific that he knows will turn him on instantly. However, seeing you in any sort of revealing clothes or even hearing you laugh or yawn will at least take his mind to a darker place for a few seconds as he imagines him make you make even more delicious sounds. And food play... just gotta restate that.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn’t like the idea of getting caught or letting other people see you (hearing is a bit of a difference story however), and he certainly won’t do anything that’ll hurt you or embarrass you (unless you really, really want him to...).

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s not really into oral but he likes giving it to you. Especially when sweets are involved. The best way to entice him is with any type of syrup or whipped cream and once you have his attention, just let the sounds you make carry him the rest of the way. As for him though, he doesn’t really like it. He loves the feeling of your mouth on him but he prefers doing the real thing. He also thinks it’s kind of diminishing but he’s not entirely sure why. Especially when you’re the one to suggest it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

L tends to go at a more moderate pace; not too fast, not too slow. Now whether he’s rough or gentle all depends on both of your moods and needs at the time. His hold on you will usually be gentle but the snap of his hips against yours can get pretty intense.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He does like how they can help him clear his mind if he’s really stuck in a rut but he usually prefers to just do it traditionally. He doesn’t like feeling rushed when all he wants to do is take his time with you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Not really into taking risks. He doesn’t really see how it could be exciting and he prefers to keep things pretty private between the two of you anyway.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He’s got a surprising amount of stamina but the number of rounds he can make it through really depends on how much sleep he’s been getting lately. If the first round takes too much out of him, he’ll ask to stop there. If he’s been sleeping a bit more often though, he’ll go for several rounds.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t really see a need for toys. He thinks the act should really just involve him and his partner and the thought never really crossed his mind. If you seem interested in them however... he’d be willing to try them out on both you or himself.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s not much of a teaser and he’s not too good at it to begin with anyway. After a while though, he becomes a master of teasing you at the worst of times. He loves watching you get all flustered and embarrassed around your co-workers and even complete strangers. He knows no one would ever suspect him anyway and this only inspires him on further.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

It all depends but L tends to be on the quieter side. It’s just how he is. He doesn’t try to hide his sounds from you and he really doesn’t see the need to. As I said, it all depends on the moment but he can go from being practically silent and almost seeming aloof to being far more vocal than when he speaks. He does tend to let out low growls that are both incredibly sexy and satisfying for you to hear.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Being on top and in charge isn’t the most important thing for him. Sometimes he likes letting you take charge. He especially loves when you ride him. You just look so beautiful and he can’t resist.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s a bit on the thinner side but he makes up for it in length. Needless to say, it’s more than enough to satisfy the both of you and although he thinks it’s too crude to admit out loud, he’s thankful for that.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

L’s libido isn’t very high; he’s never had a reason for it to be. However, after the first time the two of you make love, he’s hooked. He looks at it as far more than just the act itself. It’s wonderful way to bond with you, it’s a great way for him to clear his mind, and then yes, it’s a loving way for him to show you just how much he loves you. All in all, he’s ready if you are but he’ll usually let you come to him first.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

This will probably be the only time L is tired enough (and able) to fall asleep and get through the entire night. How quickly he falls asleep all depends on how tired he is to begin with and how much your little love session took out of him, but you can be sure that the scent of your hair and the sound of your heart beat will send him to sleep within just a few minutes.

L: L would be as gentle as possible. He’d ask you a million times if you were sure and then wait for your permission to move. Then he’s go slow, trying to be gentle. He’d want this to be special for you.

L: Before trying anything, L would have donean excessive amount of research on how best to please his partner. Feeling veryconfident in his abilities, he would work for the sole purpose of getting youto cry out his name. He’d begin at a slow pace, testing the waters to see whywould get you to moan the loudest and pick up the pace from there.

AFTERCARE: Sweet L. He’s a playful kind of lover and that translates to how he is with his partner afterwards. They make him feel safe enough to be vulnerable with them and that is something truly rare. He wants them to feel appreciated and loved in return. He gives them lots of skin to skin cuddling. He doesn’t just hold them in his arms, he wraps his whole self around them, intertwining his legs with theirs and rubbing his feet against theirs. The two of them talk about little things that mean something to just the two of them, like inside jokes or stories they have only shared with each other, interspersing sweet kisses between their words. They’ve just shared a really intense experience so it’s good for the both of them to connect on an emotional and metal level. After this much needed time to connect with each other, they go and sneak a piece of cake to share, content just to be happy and in the moment with each other.

L:5.5"

Giving-missionary

Receiving-69

– nsfw headcanons

i feel as if L has a low sex drive considering he has so much work and puts solving cases first
but if you want to do things then you're going to have to be in charge since L will be trying to finish his work
when he is in the mood, L will definitely be the one in charge. simply because he likes watching you squirm
at first he was clumsy in the beginning but was a fast learner and excelled at the craft of making you orgasm
a king at oral and can do it for hours
i don't think L is too spicy during sex
the most he'd do on his own is bondage and edging
you'll have to be the one to suggest things
he'll probably do it too, as long as it's sanitary and not too wild
he'll stay in bed with you afterwards but not for long. 10-20 minutes max
All in all would rate him 10/10 because he puts your needs first

FUTURE

MOVING IN

Loire walked into L’s room with two bags, each carrying cake. “I come bearing food!” she announced happily. L turned around and beamed at the sight. She sat down next to him and pulled out the two cakes, one chocolate and one strawberry. “Thank you, Loire,” he said sweetly while giving her hand a gentle squeeze. For the next few minutes, they both sat in comfortable silence while eating. She rested her head against L’s shoulder. There'd been a thought going around in her head for weeks now, and she was considering mentioning it to him. However, she didn’t know how he would react or if he would even want to do it. She wanted to move in with him. Or just get a house together. She finally got enough money to leave and get an apartment or such and she wanted L to be with her. But she didn’t think an apartment was really a place he would want to live in. “Are you okay?” Loire heard him ask. She took a deep breath and decided it best that she come straight out with it. “Do you want to live with me?” He stopped eating and looked down at her. “You want to live with me?” Loire nodded. For a few moments, L just stared down at her but then he smiled and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Yeah, I couldn’t mind that.”

PLANS

He’s patiently waiting for the day Loire makes a hint on marriage, so he knows she’s ready for it.

FAMILY

L really wants to take her to visit the orphanage. He likes to spend the holidays back at Wammy’s, where he grew up. It’s the only place he considers his family to be, and always brings Loire with him to feel fully at home.

SPOUSE

PROPOSAL

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ENGAGEMENT

Stays engaged for a year or so.sleeping beauty > It had been almost three months. She was alone in her hospital room, the only comfort being L’s shirt — the one she was wearing the day she'd fallen into the coma. L didn’t let the nurses take it off, and he stayed with her day in and day out for the past months, with her hand in his as he listened to the beeping of the heart monitor run steadily. He often wondered what Loire dreamed about. Was it him? That was all he hoped — for her to remember him. He was in a traumatic state, eye bags darker than usual, longer hair, permanently smelt of coffee, and wasn’t actually working on a case. It was approaching the fourth month of her coma, and L was slowly starting to lose hope. But he wasn’t going to give up. He didn’t care if it took three years for her to wake up. He just needed her alive and well. He’d often put his jumpers over Loire as a blanket in hopes the scent of his strawberry shortcake aura would at least keep her memories of him. “L.” He turned to see Watari behind him. “The doctors want you to know that if you let them give her this certain medicine, there is a fifty percent chance of her waking up within an hour of having it.” “What about the other fifty percent?” L asked. “...It could make her sleep longer.” L pushed his now insanely long fringe out of his eyes and thought for a moment. “Let’s do it…” Soon, a group of doctors came in with a needle and surgical stuff. L waited anxiously outside the room as the doctors made a literal hole in her head and injected the medicine directly into her brain. It was a long and painful three hours that L waited outside that door on the brink of tears. And when the doctors came out and said the operation was successful, L ran into the room and sat beside her sleeping body. He took her hand in his and tried to fight back the tears that wanted to pour out. “Come on, sweetheart… You can wake up,” he whispered to her. The words echoed in her mind, but she didn’t have the strength to move. However, she was slowly gaining consciousness. “Loire… if you can hear me, it’s L. You know, Lawliet, your fiancé—” ‘Lawliet?’ ‘Your fiancé?’ “Remember me? We had plans to marry last month. But you fell into a coma. It’s been three months, but it’s all going to be okay—” ‘Marry?’ ‘Three months?’ “Maybe you need a little boost… Do you remember our song? Alone she sleeps, in the shirt of man, with my three wishes clutched in her hand…” ‘Our song?’ OUR SONG! LAWLIET! My fiancé! The wedding! The coma! It all came back to Loire in an instant. She had to wake up. All of her strength was focused on it. She had to see L again. Loire felt his hand around hers and very slowly started to open her eyes. She heard the beeping of the heart monitor and the busyness of the hall. Forcing her eyes open, she saw L leaning over her, eyes closed and tears streaming down his cheeks. Loire looked around and saw she was still wearing the shirt she fell asleep in. Has it really been three months? “Lawlipop?” His attention shot toward her as the tears streaming down his face got heavier, sobbing, “Loire!” L wrapped his arms around her tightly and cried his eyes out. “I was afraid you’d never wake up! Don’t ever do that again! I missed you so much! I love you, I love you, I love you!” She wrapped her weak arms around him and smiled. “Shhh… It’s okay, I’m awake now… I love you to bits. I hope you didn’t forget that,” Loire said as she felt her eyes well with tears. “I could never forget that…” They stayed in each other’s arms for what felt like years, and when they finally broke apart, they only connected again by her lips colliding with his as they shared a deep and passionate yet gentle kiss. “I love you so much…” he said, staring deeply into her eyes. “I love you, too…”

WEDDING

Small ceremony, just close family. He'd look very handsome. Is a bit nervous before the wedding but keeps himself in check. L wasn’t used to feeling so nervous. What if she doesn’t show up? What if she does show up but tells me she isn’t going to marry me? Watari seemed to sense his thoughts and patted him on the back gently. “She won’t leave you.” L nodded, but it didn’t stop his racing heart. Meanwhile, Loire was humming quietly while her bridesmaids helped her get into her dress without messing her hair up. She was trying not to think of all the same things that were plaguing L’s mind, and, at last, [Father] knocked on the door. Loire followed after her bridesmaids, and as her father passed her hand into L’s, she could feel herself relax. He gave the [H/C] a gentle smile as she turned to face the preachers. Might tear up just a little upon seeing Loire. She read through the handwritten vows, and it was only when she spoke the words “I do” that L finally breathed a sigh of relief. In a public show of affection, he dipped her low as he kissed her, causing a few chuckles among the clapping spectators. He didn’t think he’d ever been happier, and he didn’t plan on letting Loire go. Doesn’t leave her side for the rest of the day.L was probablythe most nervous he’s ever been. “Do I look alright?” He asked Watari nervouslyas he pulled at his tie. They were standing at the alter waiting for you to appear.When you finally did, everything else melted away to L. Hesmiled stupidly and gripped your hand tightly when you got to him. He wanted torush through the ceremony, which for him dragged on forever. When it wasfinally announced that your marriage was official L pulled you into him andkissed you sofly before walking back down the aisle with you hand in hand.He held your hand for the rest of the night keeping youclose to him, pressing kissed to your cheeks and knuckles. He’d try and play itcool, but you’d catch him grinning like an idiot the entire day.

Simple. No church, no big ceremony. Just the two of them married by a judge (who would have to be a trusted friend of Watari’s) & held somewhere they both think is special.They write their own vows. His are short, sweet, and somehow still poignant.Guest list would be small. Watari & Roger, (Possibly Mello, Near and Matt because I like to HC he actually did know them and like them). Maybe the Task Force members depending on his and his SO’s relationship to them at the time of their wedding. His SO’s parents (and siblings if they have any). That’s it.They get plain wedding rings, nothing flashy. (Although I love the idea of him wearing a traditional gold wedding band, I think he would wear one made of gunmetal tungsten. Even though it isn’t a valuable metal, it doesn’t scream wedding ring, so he feels safe wearing it since it doesn’t necessarily announce he’s got someone he loves dearly, and possibly putting them in danger. He still has a wedding ring, it’s just in disguise.)Believe it or not, he would dress up a little. Not because it’s expected, but because he would want to look nice for his Love. Black slacks, black suit coat, no tie, sockless feet shoved into his sneakers. (Hey, he’s still L).No best man, but Watari signs the marriage certificate as L’s Witness.No fancy reception. Just cake and champagne at a secure location with their guests. A lot of cake.Their wedding cake is white cake with a strawberry filling the consistency of homemade jam and covered in thick layers of American buttercream. (It’s a very sweet cake, but he loves it.)Watari takes one singular photo of their kiss when they’re pronounced married. You can’t make out with any real certainty who’s in the photo, but Watari has a photo of his “son” on his wedding day.They go on a month long Honeymoon to a few places that his Love had mentioned they wanted to see They fly private and stay in secluded lodgings. When they do interact with others, they use assumed names and make up back stories to anyone they meet, but mostly they keep to themselves.

ENGLISH CHURCH

MARRIAGE

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○ L wouldn’t care what you do for a living or how much you make. He’d only want you to be satisfied with what you were doing for a living and if you weren’t, he’d most certainly encourage you to find a new profession.○ He wouldn’t worry too much about finding a school for his child. In fact, he’d rather ‘home school’ his child so that he could teach them all that he knows himself. He doesn’t exactly agree with the current educational system...○ Despite how often he snacks during the day, he’d love to have meals with his family. He’d love starting the day off getting to see his wife and child’s face first thing in the morning as they discuss what they plan on doing for the day. He’d also love having dinner together because, not only would the food be wonderful, but he’d love getting to hear how different of similar your days ended up compared to what he heard earlier that morning. ○ He’d love getting to surprise the both of you with impressive gifts and trips to places you’ve always wanted to go. ○ He never really paid much attention to the holidays but they suddenly became much more interesting after getting to spend them with you and having a child only added to the excitement.○ Especially Christmas. He loved playing along with the idea of Santa solely to watch how bright your child’s eyes got when he mentioned him.○ L would most certainly be a very caring domestic partner and an incredibly loving father. As any good partner, he’d want to make the both of you happy and do whatever he could to keep you safe. And in all honesty, knowing that he’s been successful in doing just that makes him as happy as he could be.

PARENTHOOD

KIDS

pregnancy > L would read every pregnancy book there is. He'd have a bag packed for the hospital in the first trimester and then have to unpack it because he'd have someone come in for the birth. He'd be super excited but wouldn’t show it. Very protective over Loire. He'd read up on everything that could go wrong and spend nine months worrying about Loire’s safety and then the safety of the baby.children > He'd like to have a biological child as well as adopt one, so that child wouldn’t have to go through what he did.*father > He can never hold his child correctly. But he always seems to get his child to stop crying. He likes to kiss their little toes and the tip of their nose. He can’t help it. They’re just so cute. When they’re older, he will carry them around HQ on his hip while he’s deducing. (I can’t help picturing them in a little kitty or panda onesie all tucked up in his arms.) Absolutely will not miss a night tucking them in. Since the day they were born, he has always been there to say goodnight to them. They may be too small to remember, but he will always know he did. They love panda crackers and teddy grahams and L will have snack time with them every day. Little One will make stacks of their blocks because they are copying daddy’s sugar cube and empty creamer towers that he builds. Ends up feeding his child sweets. To make sure Little One doesn’t eat too many sweets like L does (because they inherited his sweet tooth and they love to copy what daddy does) L has (gasp!) started eating healthier foods in front of them. He'd dress his kids with the best Halloween costume ever and let them go out till the hour they went on Halloween night only to, in the end, keep the candy under the excuse that “they damage kids’ teeth” but besides that, I think he’ll be a good daddy. When L falls asleep in his chair, Little One will drag their blanky with them and crawl into the chair with him and cover him up, falling asleep next to him. He plans on teaching them all the things he learned from Watari when he was little, like how to ride a bike and when they get older, how to shoot a gun or how to fly a helicopter (but if anyone ever asks, they know solely from intuition). He never goes to a case in person ever again (these HCs assume he survived the Kira case). He isn’t about to risk something happening to him and leaving Little One without a father. L would absolutely be the most overprotective father ever. Especially if he were to have a little girl. 1,000% parent that is strict as all hell but still super loving, trusting, and only wants the best for his kids. It would really show when their daughter got her first boyfriend. She makes the rules and decides what she wants to do with her own life and body, but he has rLLY strict curfew and has to know what she’s doing and where. Also, if her boyfriend hurts her in any way, he better r u n.

He is incredibly patient with them, never raising his voice or losing his temper.
Watari is granddad.
His child is precocious, inquisitive, and a handful. Sometimes they’re happy to sit and go through the books in Watari’s study. Other times, he catches them sitting on the kitchen floor eating ice cream from the gallon tub with a giant spoon as they smile up at him with sticky cheeks and ask him if he wants some. (L has a whole new respect for Watari).
Let’s them adopt strays. (L likes to say they get this from their mother, but he knows it’s something the child gets from both of them.)
They’ve inherited a lot of traits from him, both physically and in personality, but they’re a nice blend of both L and his SO.
His SO gets them ready for bed, but ever since his child was born, L makes a point of saying good night to them and giving them a hug & kiss. It doesn’t matter if he’s working on a case or if he’s in the middle of something. He hasn’t missed a night yet.
The kid won’t keep their butt in their “people” bed and L will often find them snoozing in Watari’s recliner or curled up in the dog bed (when they actually fall asleep that is).
L tries to read to them at least a few times a week, like Watari did daily for him.
They’re allowed in L’s HQ, but they “can’t interrupt daddy when he’s talking to the computer”.
Once a week, he takes them to the sweets shop and the two of them each mix a bag of candy. Watari and L’s SO has to remind them both that this candy has to last the whole week.
He tends to spoil them. If they ask for something, it’s theirs. However, they’re a good-natured child and don’t often ask for things that are unreasonable.
L has a daily cupcake with them. Every day after their lunch, they go with their mother to HQ and they spend a little time together as a family. (More often than not, this is the closest thing they get to a family meal together, but this is their family’s normal.)

welcome home > With their adoptive son, Lucian, he put the same amount of effort in as he did with Kioko: doing arts and crafts, helping with his math homework, and letting him keep little lizards and frogs he caught outside and begged to have. (But he ended up making him let them go a day or so later.) He really was more than incredible. However, it did make Loire just a tiny bit annoyed when her husband let the kids have candy or cake for breakfast — like he did sometimes — or when he let them stay up late to catch cartoons. But she still thought he must’ve been the best father ever. And she couldn’t wait for the years that awaited them as a family. Loire sat at her desk, working on the latest assignment she’d been given while waiting for her husband's call. With a sigh, the [H/C] looked at the clock on the wall. Small wails came through the baby monitor. Getting up, Loire made her way to the nursery, where her baby was. "What's wrong, baby?" Loire asked, picking Lucian up and rocking the dark-eyed boy side-to-side. From the other room, she heard Skype ringing. Loire gave her blond son a surprised look, "Oh! Guess who's calling us!" She made her way back to the other room and answered the call. "Hello, Loire, my love," L said with a smile. "And hello, Lucian." Loire smiled brightly at her husband through the monitor. "Hello, sweetie. Kioko is at a friend’s house. How are you?" He nodded. "I am good. However, the stress is getting to me. This case has me low on sleep and energy. And on top of that, the people working with me seem to think I can do everything and know everything." She sighed. "Honey, you can't do that to yourself. Sleep is a very important thing. Please try to stop working yourself too hard. Kioko, Lucian, and I aren't going anywhere anytime soon, so take all the time you need." He rubbed his eye sleepily. "I know. But no need to worry about me, dear, I almost have this case solved. Just a week or so more and I will be home before you know it." Loire gave him a reassuring smile. "I love you." L smiled back. "I love you, too." "Now—" she readjusted the squirming child in her lap. "—get some sleep. I have to put Lucian to bed." He nodded. "Goodnight, my love." "Goodnight, Lawliet, sweet dreams." Loire blew him a kiss before ending the call. ||| It was another late night for Loire, staying up and trying to finish the report in front of her. A yawn escaped her mouth as she stretched her hands up, then dropped them back down in front of her. Arms then wrapped around Loire’s waist from behind, startling her. "Look who is being hypocritical." She sighed, relieved that it was L. "I was just finishing a report that is due tomorrow." Loire stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I missed you." His arms wrapped tightly around the [H/C]’s waist, pulling her closer to himself. "I've missed you, too, love." Loire looked him in the eyes before leaning forward and placing her lips on his.It wasn’t often that L had a day off. There weren’t many times when the world decided to simply be at peace for a day, leaving him with a deep seeded sense of accomplishment and an ethereal bliss of relaxation. These days used to mean nothing to him aside from being a time to possibly catch up on his endlessly lost hours of sleep or perhaps even venture out into new territory that he had previously been far too preoccupied to explore if he feels adventurous enough. However, these days were different. They had been different for quite a long time now and he wouldn’t have it any other way. Ever since he met you, his free time became something far more valuable to him than it was before and that’s because he got to spent it with you. You were the love of his life after all. Well, one of the loves of his life.Your heavy eyes, still filled with sleep as you basked in the serene, early morning silence that encased you in your shared room with L, slowly wandered toward your door as you heard the light pitter-patter of tiny feet on the floors of the hall outside of your room.It only took a moment for your little girl to peak out from behind the door, her dark hair causing her to resemble her father incredibly as it bounced about her head, peering into the room to see if either one of you were awake.She smiles as she meets your eyes, letting out a quiet giggle as she sees you’re up and awake. At least to her you were. She came closer, slipping through the threshold as her slippered feet aided her approach, allowing her to be almost silent as to not wake up your husband who’s slumbering form still resided in your arms.You reached out your hand as she crawled into your bed, being careful not to wake her father as your hand tangled in her hair.She giggled out a cheerful ‘good morning’, perhaps a little too loudly, as L let out a tired groan as he twisted in your arms. She promptly covered her mouth with a tiny hand, her eyes widening as you both watch L’s form“Good morning to you too.” you coo softly, removing your hand from your daughter’s head only to replace it in the mass of black hair that was your husband’s, brushing the stray strands away from his face in the process.Without a word, he wraps an arm around your daughter, pulling her in between the two of you before nuzzling back into you.“Daddy,” she laughs, trying to wriggle out of his grasp but to no great avail.“I’m not getting out of bed today,“ L mutters, his words muffled by the fabric of your night clothes.You knew L had been up for several days straight working on his latest assignment so it his declaration didn’t really surprise you. In fact, it’s exactly what you would have told him if he had insisted on anything else.“Wonderful idea,“ you smile before placing a kiss on the top of his head, snuggling back into the mounds of pillows and blankets that surround you.Nothing would be better than spending the day with your family in a warm, soft place of sleep.“But I’m hungry...” your little girl whines, after a few moments of silence.Well, maybe after getting some breakfast.

PREGNANCY: L doesn’t typically express what he’s feeling or thinking so don’t be discouraged if he doesn’t break down and start crying tears of joy. He’s still ecstatic, he just doesn’t express himself right away. He shows you how happy he is through what he does for you instead. He constantly makes sure you’re in a state of comfort and he predicts every pain or uneasy feeling that you may have before you do. L’s always at the ready to take care of you in any way you might need and so much more. It surprises you how prepared he is. It’s like he’s been doing research for months now... Despite not having a lot of parental experience, L is very good with children albeit he is a bit awkward without meaning to be. Kids still seem to love him anyway. He has no doubt that he’ll make a good father so he doesn’t waste energy worrying over mistakes he might make. Late at night, on those few nights you can actually convince L to get some real sleep in something other than his chair, he’ll end up pressed against you, his head gently resting on your stomach as he softly, just barely loud enough for you to hear him, sings lullabies to you and your unborn child.PREGNANCY: He is so detached, you would think that he would never want to have a family of his own. Due to his line of career, he doesn't think that having a kid is safe. He was rather hesitant to become your s/o too. He is really caring and kind and secretly loves children.

"L can you get the cake from on the counter to the table," you called. "I am busy..." he said in a sing-song voice. "Please!" you pleaded and he obliged with a sigh. He casually picked it up and kept it on the table until his eyes came across a layer of cursive written icing on the top. Roses are red, violets are blue / Inside me, there is a tiny you. His heels were stuck on the floor until you waved your hand around his face. "L? you okay?" He snapped out of his daze and grabbed your shoulders. "Is it real?" he asked eyes trailing to your stomach, "Is it mine?" "Of course it's yours," you huffed a bit offended, "are you happy?" "Happy? I am scared, overjoyed and shivering to my core from elation." "You will need to make time from your schedule now," you said and he nodded, "also you need to stop eating so much sugar, at this rate you will die of diabetes before the baby is even born." He completely ignore you and with an odd grin he sat on the couch, "They will be so intelligent and beautiful as their mother, they might even help me with cases, I will get them a lot of toys and we will eat cakes together and..." His rambling continues for one hour.

KICKING: L: “L, come here.” You requested from where you were sitting across the room. Your hands were pressed lightly against your stomach and a bright smile lit up your features. L pushed himself out of his chair and scurried over to where you were. His expression looked neutral enough, but you could tell he was worried. “Is something wrong?” He was anxious. The due date was nowhere near, but that didn’t mean things couldn’t go wrong. You shook your head, “no, just put your hand here.” You took his hand and pressed it to the spot yours had been. You felt the baby move and L’s eyes widened. His other hand pressed next to the first one. “They’re moving.” You nodded and L let out a small, giddy laugh. “We’re really going to have a baby.”

FIRST TIME HOLDING: He doesn't want to. He knows it's unreasonable, but there is a voice that pushes its way to the forefront of his mind that says if he touches his baby then it is doomed. He can't touch him with his lying, monstrous hands. ~~He felt a similar way when he first met you.~~ But you're tired. Hair is stuck to the sweat on your face and your body must still be aching from the entire process. And yet you held and cooed the little creature until you both fell asleep. L didn't say much at that point, he was just there for moral support. It must've been around three in the morning when your baby started stirring in your arms, his whining beginning to grow in volume. L hesitated, weighing the option of calling in a nurse before deciding, no, he did not want to deal with a person right now. But, he didn't want the baby to wake you. As the whining climaxed and turned into a cry, L gingerly lifted the bundle of blankets out of your arms and into his own. He hushed the child gently, whispering for it not to wake their mother. As if in cue, the baby quieted itself and fell back to sleep in his arms. It was the first time he had looked at the thing up close. He took notice of the miniature mixture of his and your features, and he couldn't stop himself from lifting his thumb and middle finger to pinch his baby's cheeks gently. It was so small. "Hey," you croaked from your bed. L's shoulder's dropped. "I didn't want to wake you," he said. "I was barely asleep." You waved your hand dismissively and shifted. "He has your eyes. Did you notice?" "He's asleep," L whispered and looked down at his son. "He's very small." "Most babies are," you smile. "Is that the first time you've held him?" L nodded, not looking up. "Good," you say, more to yourself. "He seems to like you." "He shouldn't. I'm dangerous." L barely comprehends that he spoke the words aloud. "Hey," you say. "That's bullshit rhetoric and you know it. It didn't work on me, it won't work on him." L stays quiet for a few moments, bouncing the baby gently in his arms. He smirked, "you shouldn't curse in front of him." "Oh my god," you roll your eyes. "He's a newborn. I don't think he's going to pick up my bad habits on day one." He smiled, "you're still tired. Go back to sleep." You looked at him with wide eyes, "You sure? I can take him-" "It's alright," L looked down at the baby again. "I've got him."

L looks down at the red, wrinkly little creature wiggling in their mother’s arms with wide-eyed astonishment. It was one thing to know he was going to be a father. It was another thing entirely to have the actuality staring back at him with tiny replicas of his own eyes. “May I?” He reached outstretched hands towards the little bundle. “You don’t have to ask. After all, they’re half yours.” She gives him a tired smile. Taking the little one in his arms, he cradles them close to his chest as they wrap a tiny fist around his thumb. He kisses the matted black hair on the baby’s head. “You will never be without us,” He whispers softly to his progeny. “You will never know the misfortune of losing your parents. We will love you for the rest of our lives. I promise you this.” L turns his attention to his Love and kisses her on the forehead. “Thank you for our child. They’re perfect. You did well.”

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