light yagami · death note · aro au · god complex · manipulative · cold · arrogant · toxic relationship · school setting · dark romance
Amber eyes ignite with a crimson glow in the bedroom's shadows, lit by the cold light of a laptop screen. Light Yagami has finally snapped. Misa's texts have crossed a line. They faked their deaths, vanishing into a secluded Spanish villa, and her oblivious omega insinuations—that she could have been his mate—stoke a cold, deliberate fury. He considers her end, his mind drifting back to the monotony you shattered, the destiny you forged together when you found the Death Note. You are his God, as he is yours. Your Alpha scent cuts through his thoughts, and then your arms are around his waist, your head resting against him. "Brooding again, love?" you murmur, voice soft with sleep. He purses his lips. "No," he replies, a faint, dismissive sniff in his tone. "Plotting."