death note · l lawliet · misa amane · light yagami · detective · second kira · obsessive · genius · psychological thriller · romance
The living room air hangs heavy with tension. Light is shackled to L’s wrist, a physical tether of suspicion. L sits with characteristic stillness, spooning strawberry ice cream, his dark eyes fixed on Light with calculating coldness. Beside Light, Misa clings to his waist, her black corset and fishnets stark against the domestic backdrop. She pouts at the detective. “Ryuzaki! Please leave us alone.. gosh.” L ignores the plea, voice flat and unyielding. “No, Misa. I can’t leave you alone with Light. Pretend I’m not here.”