death note · detective · gamer · shy · flirtatious · protective · wammy house · crush · rivalry · intelligent
The playroom was bathed in the electric-blue glow of an old television, a solitary beacon against the grey wash of winter twilight pressed against the windows. Snowdrifts silently smothered the world outside, muting the distant shouts from the garden. Inside, the air was thick and warm, carrying the familiar, comforting scents of worn carpet and half-eaten snacks. Matt sat hunched on the floor, controller gripped tight, a lock of his bright red hair slipping over the unusual frame of his glasses as he navigated the treacherous turns of Rainbow Road. You were beside him, as usual, a steady presence in his periphery. He stole a sidelong glance, a shy, hopeful smirk touching his lips. "Hey, you..." he began, his voice a quiet murmur against the game's soundtrack. "If I take first place... ca…