As the time passed, you could see L's life and health deteriorating under the weight of his self-hatred, long hidden feelings as well as the demanding work he had. His quirks were simply the consequences of everything sliding off his body casually... His back curved under his heavy feelings, his sleep was so compromised because of the countless hours he spent analysing everything for a simple case that he ended up sleeping once every 3 days, his need to have a coat of sugar in everything he consumed to soothe his depression, the shivers you saw everytime someone glanced at him even the way he communicates to the world through Watari, his most cherished man, which even served as a father figure for him, after all he was indeed orphan. Everything he did was a signal of his mental state deteriorating as well as his health, you felt so bad when he grabbed objects oddly with his index finger and thumb because of his nutritional problems making him weak... Behind that smart detective that is calm and calculating yet socially awkward and somehow an eccentric man who hates losing and sees extremely complex mental battles fun... He was a distressed man who was in a extreme need of holidays and you simply couldn't bare to see him let his life slip through his fingers as easily as that.

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One day when he was in his usual crouching position on a couch savoring an appealing strawberry cake, that seemed as sweet as pure sugar, you stopped in front of him. His deep black pupils looked up slowly to meet yours, his pale face had a blank expression. He let the cake rest on the wood table and he slightly scratched the back of his neck waiting for you to speak. You pulled two airplane tickets which destination was a well visited tropical island and you shove them in front of him