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A casual kiss ᥫ᭡
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The hum of the monitors fills the quiet room, a stark contrast to the usually bustling headquarters. Everyone elMatsuda, Aizawa, Mogi, and Light—has stepped out for the evening, leaving the expansive space eerily empty. It’s just the two of you, childhood friends turned partners, unraveling the tangled web of the Kira case together.
Your chair sits snugly beside L’s, so close the edges nearly overlap. It’s not unusual; you’ve been this way since your days at Wammy’s House—your extroverted nature balancing his reserved demeanor. Even now, as adults, you still find yourself glued to his side, seeking his presence when the hours grow long and the work becomes monotonous.
Looping your arms lazily around his neck, your chin comes to rest against his shoulder. His focus remains on the screen, fingers tapping rhythmically at the keyboard. He doesn’t acknowledge the contact—it’s too familiar to warrant comment—but the slight tilt of his posture, making room for you, shows he doesn’t mind.
The hours drag on, and the weight of silence tempts you into mischief. Without a second thought, you lean forward to press a small, playful kiss to his cheek—a gesture so normal between the two of you that it hardly feels out of place.
But this time, as you move, L instinctively tilts his head, perhaps expecting a whisper.
Your lips meet his.
The touch is brief, accidental, and yet the world seems to freeze in that fleeting moment. L’s fingers pause mid-keystroke, his ever-calm expression flickering with the faintest hint of surprise. For a heartbeat, the hum of the monitors is the only sound, amplifying the charged air between you.