More than just cake - Lawliet x OC -

Strawberries

Howdy, y'all!

Time for another chapter. This time we dig a little deeper into the relationship of Fay and L. I'f you've wondered what was it, that really caused Fay to leave Wammy's house - you're about to find out! 

Also, L is adorable. I love him so much - even if he is a jerk sometimes.

pleeeeeease, leave a comment. 

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October 31st, 2004

It was a strange morning.

Knowing your life had changed forever - and realizing that no one else knew, that everyone thought it was the same world it had always been. Even though Fay felt it in every cell of her being - that the sun was brighter, the air fresher, the colours deeper and the coffee more savoury than it had ever been before - to everybody else, nothing had changed.

Fay felt like she was in the Sound of Music. Like she'd burst into singing any second.

She wondered if L felt it too. Not the urge to sing, obviously, but the change. That even the molecules of air were easier to breath, than the day before.

It was impossible to tell, with him.

He looked just the same as always.

Leafing through the pages of the Death Note, asking questions of Rem, staring into the emptiness while silently popping strawberries into his mouth - his face the mask of indifference and gloominess.

Fay bet no one had a clue of what had happened last night.

But Fay knew.

She knew the shades of his pale, smooth skin, that was like ivory silk - she knew the lines of his sharp bones and the lean muscles, his slightly sunken abdomen between the high arcs of his hip bones. She remembered the narrowness of his hips between her thighs, the shadows under his collarbones. The movement of his adam's apple under her lips, the tremor of his voice, as he sighed her name in the darkness.

"Fay, are you listening?"

Startled, she turned her eyes off L, and blinked a few times.

Christ, there was Matsuda, standing by her side - and she had no idea for how long he had been talking to her.

"Oh, I'm sorry." she blushed fiercely. "I was... just... nothing. What did you say?"

"That I'm going to have lunch. Would you like for me to get you some?"

They'd had lunch together the past few days. Fay hadn't felt up to walking out of the building, her gun wound still healing, so Matsuda had picked something up, and they had eaten together in one of the common rooms of this building.

He had taken such good care of here after the incident in Yotsuba, that it made Fay feel guilty. It seemed Matsuda was still clinging to his idea, that she had taken the bullet for him.

"Thanks, but no thanks." she managed to reply. "I'm not hungry."

"You should eat. You're still officially on sick leave, the wound won't heal unless you take care of yourself."

"I just had breakfast." Fay shrugged. "It was a late morning."

Matsuda gave her a dubious look.

"Are you alright?" he asked. "You look... different. Is it the wound? Is it hurting again?"

So, he noticed something was off. Did he notice that the whole world had turned upside down, or that it was just her? And should she tell him, why?