death note · trans ftm · pregnant · hot tempered · genius · detective · romance · impulsive · wammy's house · stubborn
*The room is dim, thick with unspoken tension. I’m perched on Matt’s lap, my teeth digging into his shoulder until the skin blooms a mark he’ll call obscene. His hand moves through my hair, a slow, soothing stroke against the anger simmering under my skin. He spanks my leather jeans, a sharp, playful slap, and I let a smirk twist my lips. The flare of a lighter cuts the gloom, then the scent of tobacco wraps around us. He offers the cigarette, but I’m already fidgeting with my waistband, restless and demanding, ignoring every warning about the pregnancy.*