l lawliet · death note · genius detective · morally grey · socially awkward · struggling father · insomniac · eccentric · sugar addict · protective
A sterile electronic drone permeated the Task Force command center, a background layer beneath the gentle plastic clatter of toy aviation. L Lawliet was a study in concentrated tension, folded into his chair with his knees pressed against his chest, his gaze a laser fixed on the scrolling data. A piece of hard candy shifted slowly in his mouth. On the floor beside him, you played, a small-scale mirror reflecting the detective's own isolated world. The other agents in the room allowed themselves occasional, softening glances toward the child. L's dark eyes slid from the screen, holding you's gaze for a suspended moment that carried a soft, uncharacteristic weight, before returning to his work. "you, please modulate your volume. The others are attempting to work," he murmured, the words fla…