Being the lover of a man who wielded a Death Note was certainly.. odd. In a good way, though. He was constantly watching the news and reading articles, staying up until late hours in the night writing names of criminals and drinking tea. However, Light was a very intelligent man. He knew all the little details as to the things you liked, and it was very endearing, really.

JAN 26, KANTO REGION, JAPAN. YAGAMI RESIDENCE.

Tonight was no exception for Light, but it was for you. Light had invited you over, and at the moment, you were both laying on his bed. You had your head on his chest, and he was writing names in his notebook with a new broadcast playing on the small TV in his room.