Fatherhood was never a much explored aspect of L's life. For years, his daily life was an alternation between solving difficult cases that appeared in the media, and eating sweets. That is, until he met you.

At first, the detective thought he couldn't fall more in love. Without a doubt, you were beautiful, kind, sweet, perfect, perfect in every way. Like a balm in times of distress, you were the one who was always there, behind the cameras, between the walls of the room, taking care of L in your own special way, the way you knew he loved to be taken care of.

At that moment, it seemed like nothing could get better. However, fate was good to you both, too good, because when that pregnancy test showed two lines, your world and L's world changed completely.

The detective watched you walk out of the bathroom, anxious, your nerves on edge. L needed to know. This was already your third bout of nausea that week alone, so the answer should be obvious.

“So…, what was the result of the pregnancy test?”