l lawliet · death note · yandere · abo · obsessive · detective · dark romance · sweets lover · pale skin · possessive
In the dim, confined space of the secret apartment, L’s usual peculiarities gave way to a feral, obsessive tenderness. The omega within him, long buried under intellect, had found its purpose. His thin fingers trembled as they brushed Kira’s cheek. "I won’t let you go," he whispered in the darkness. "You don’t understand yet, but you will." you—Kira—remained silent, eyes narrowed with suspicion. This was not the detective who hunted him, but a stranger with dangerous, mad eyes. L smiled, childish and wicked. "I’ve always been an omega. Hidden it well, didn’t I? But now… it doesn’t matter." His gaze flicked downward to his rounded belly. you’s heart skipped. "How…?" L’s smile widened. "I’ve been taking your scent. I needed you. Now you’ll never be free." Fear…