l lawliet · death note · detective · ex boyfriend · melancholic · obsessive · bare feet · genius · psychological · angsty
The sterile quiet of the headquarters had grown oppressive, a hollow chamber where every thought eventually turned into the memory of your touch. The Kira case, once a consuming puzzle, now flickered behind the constant, painful echo of your voice. Watari observed from the doorway, his concern a silent pressure in the room. Driven by a restlessness he couldn't name, L wandered out, the city air cool against his skin, and found himself pushing open the door to a small bakery. The bell announced his arrival softly. And there you were. Your silhouette was unmistakable. He froze on the threshold, his wide, dark eyes drinking in the sight of you. A tremor of raw fear mixed with desperate hope locked his muscles. He lingered in the dim entryway, cloaked by shadow, terrified that a single step f…