Everyone knew it, L had a sweet tooth. From cake and ice cream to crepes and marshmallows, he loved it. Though he kept a maintained weight and fit his body how he pleased it to be. It seems he never gains a kilogram.

L often goes to the store or sends someone out, typically Watari, to get him a stockpile. However, since he wasn’t the one usually getting the snacks, someone could always sneak something in there.

Then again, he’s L, the greatest detective in the world, he wouldn’t allow someone to drug him that easily. It seems that that might be the answer for today; that he did it himself.

It was an overall pretty normal day, but it hit 7:30 pm and L started to get a bit touchy. He brushed his hands against yours, offering you massages, even saying how your neck looked so kissable.

“C’mon, I’ll do anything for you. You could sit in my lap and I could rub your shoulders.”