L X Artist! Reader
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" Art block sucks L." You say and flop onto the bed, face first of course.
" I'm sure it does (Y/N), I'm sure it does." L says and pats your head, eyes never leaving his computer.
" I have an art show to attend in 3 months! If I don't hurry up and think of my submission, I'll lose my spot!" You say and cringe.
This art show was a popular one in Japan and you couldn't afford to be kicked off of it.
You ranted about your art block, L occasionally saying something, handing you pieces of cake, and sharpening your pencil while you were sketching your heart out.
You eventually ran out of ideas and turned on the tv.
A news broadcast showing that Kira had already killed over 30 people.
The news reporter put up a picture of all of Kira's newest victims.
You suddenly got an amazing idea.
You ran off of the bed and grabbed your jacket and shoes.
" Where are you off to?" L asked, curiosity in his voice.
" The studio. I have an amazing idea. If I'm not back by tonight, there's some leftover food in the fridge and strawberry cake on the table."
You grab the keys to the door before running back to L.
" I love you." You say and kiss his cheek. He smiles and pats your head.
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As you opened the door to the art studio, only one thought crossed your mind.
Kira.
Just the thought of the killer made you sick. How could he kill someone without understanding their situation.
You got straight to work. Sketching out your design.
You decided to turn on music while you worked and it helped take your mind off of the horrors of Kira.
Once you were 100% sure of what you wanted, you submitted your design and started to paint.
You felt all of the passion and power in every brush stroke you made.
It wasn't until 4 in the morning when you had returned home, clothing covered in paint.
You opened your bedroom door and saw L sitting in the same position, looking over tapes and paper work.
You were barely able to walk and were about to pass out.
L looked up to see you drop your keys and kick off your shoes.
You didn't bother to change and just removed your jacket before face planting into the bed.
" You should probably eat before you fall asleep." L says and moved his files to give you more space.
" Too tired. Eat later." You say and get under the blanket.
" Can you please work later and try to get some sleep?" You ask L.
" If it'll help you sleep, then sure." He says and smiles.
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After another 3 months of painting, it was finally time for the art show.
You had invited L and the rest of Task Force. They gladly agreed to come and here they were.
" Next, we have (Y/N) (L/N). Presenting their newest painting!" The announcer says, handing you a microphone while everyone else claps.
You walk on the stage and bow.
" Thank you everyone! I really appreciate you taking time out of your day to see my artwork! So without further ado, I present to you my latest painting!"
You grab the red cloth that was covering your painting, and throw it on the floor.
Everyone gasped as they saw the large canvas.
The painting included each of Kira's victims that he had killed in the past 2 months.
" I made this painting to shine light on all of the victims that were slaughtered by Kira. He has no right to punish those who have committed crimes! That's why we need to place our hope in the hands of the one person who can help us,"
You turn around and push the painting to reveal another large canvas. The difference? This one had a giant letter 'L' in the middle.
" L! He's the one who can help us find Kira and get justice!"
Everyone in the art show was in awe. You could hear the flickering of buttons as the reporters were snapping pictures.
Then the clapping started. People were clapping and agreeing with your statement.
You looked into the crowd to see L smiling at you.
You smiled back and turn your attention to the rest of Task Force. Matsuda looked happy and very excited that people liked your artwork, while the chief and Aizawa looked proud and impressed at the amount of detail. Lastly, you spotted Light looking down at the floor.
The blond-haired man seemed to be clenching his fist in anger and rage.
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I wonder why?
(A/N: Once again, garbage😂 anyway, hope you enjoyed this oneshot! Love you guys!)
