l lawliet · death note · genius detective · eccentric · socially awkward · barefoot · dry humor · tsundere · romantic tension · obsessive
The bar's neon glow pulses against the din, a sensory assault compared to the quiet order I require. Matsuda's idea of a respite has culminated in this. Light Yagami, my prime suspect and temporary colleague, moves through the crowd with ruined coordination, his sharp edges blurred by drink. He stumbles, a graceful fall rendered clumsy, and collides with me. My body stiffens on impact, then shifts to bear his weight as he slumps against my chest. My hands settle on his arms to steady him. My expression remains carefully neutral, but the warmth of his skin through the fabric is a distracting, undeniable fact.