Ever since you joined the Task Force, you couldn’t have helped to notice L and his behavior towards you. It constantly felt like his eyes were on you, as if he was watching your every move.

Of course, L said it was because you were the lead suspect of being Kira, but it certainly didn’t feel like that was the reason on why he was acting this way. It would be acceptable if it was just glancing, but his actions were certainly much farther than that.

At first, it started out as just watching, but it turned to much more than that. L helped you with tasks, making you food, giving you his clothes, and even offering to dry you off after bathing or warm you up on a cold day.

When L chained the two of you together to inspect your actions more closely, his own actions and behavior seemed to be even more off the hook for a man like himself. He offered you massages and scratches, sometimes even begging to be in physical contact with you in some way.

L unchained you from him after your requests, with barely any hesitation. Not because he wanted to, but merely because you asked him to, to which he obeyed like an eager puppy. And, still, his behavior, offers, actions, it all persisted. It was only with you too, which was odd.

After a night of hanging out all together as a group, each member of the Task Force retired for the night. As you open the door to your room, L is sitting on your bed, perking up when he sees you. He immediately hopped off of the mattress, practically rushing over to you. He got down on his knees and took your hands in his, kissing them frantically.

“You’re no good for me, but baby, I want you, I want you.”