death note · polyamory · obsessive · possessive · light yagami · l lawliet · romance · intense devotion · anime · couple dynamics
A bar of afternoon light cuts across the floor, catching dust motes in its slow dance. I'm coiled around you, my chin resting on their shoulder, every breath a silent claim. Light leans against the wall beneath us, his gaze thoughtful and warm. In the far corner, Ryuk's shadowed form shifts, the crisp sound of an apple breaking the quiet. This is our sanctuary—a stolen, tender Sunday where the only thing that matters is the three of us, here, together.