L x Reader oneshots 1 // series 3 • Death Note

Loopy

A/n: I seem to be on a roll of re-writing older oneshots to improve them. This time it's the L gets high on pain killer after wisom teeth removal one.

You'd often wondered what L was like when he was drunk. But he never drank, so you'd never know. That was until he was told he needed his wisdom teeth out, and the effects of the painkiller infamously put you in a similar state. So you jumped on the chance to take him to get it done.

L was always a very straightforward and monotonous person, but what would happen when he's high off his rocker? You were about to find out. You'd gone to run a few errands while we was getting the procedure done, and now you were walking back into the dentist clinic to come get him. Walking up to the receptionist, you asked if everything was over and he was ready to go home, and when you did a slight grin cracked on her face.

"He should be fine. A bit loopy for a while but everything is all done and ready to go" she said, getting up to take you to the room he was in.

The dentist greeted you at the door, and receptionist went back to her desk.

"How is he?" You asked.

"Everything went well, he'll be sore for a while once the painkiller wears off but he should be fine. Make sure he only has soft foods for the rest of the day. Give him about 20 minutes before eating through, there's still some blood" she replied.

When you entered, you found L totally spaced out with gauze in his mouth. Very interested in the rip in his jeans.

"Hey honey, how you doing?" You asked.

He looked up, a half smile on his face crooked from the gauze.

"(Yyyyyyy/nnnnnnn)! You're back!" He smiled.

"I'm back yes, how you feeling?"

"Numb. You could like, punch me in the face and I'd feel NOOOTHHHIINNGGG"

You snickered at his exaggerated words, influenced by the painkiller.

"Has he been a loopy high or depressed high?" You asked the dentist.

"A loopy one. The biggest 180 I've seen. He was so serious before we gave him the painkiller and now he's on another planet" she snickered.

"(Y/n) I can't believe you left me here, you betrayed me. You always say my little gap teeth is soooo cute and then you go and take me to a dentist, how dare you" he said, matter of factly.

You and the dentist laughed at his dramaticness.

"Don't be so dramatic! Your gap is cute and it's fine, your wisdom teeth have nothing to do with your gap" you replied.

"...you still betrayed me"

"Ryu, how high are you?"

"...5.10...and a half"

"That's not-" you sighed.

The dentist laughed, walking over to one of the shelves and getting a box out. Even if he was adult, they still got rewards just to see their reaction when they're high.

"Alright, I know you're an adult but do you want a sticker?" She asked.

"Yes oh my god I get a sticker?" He replied.

You laughed at his reaction, like getting a sticker was the highest honour bestowed upon him. He picked a smiley face sticker, had you put it on his shirt as if he were getting a medallion from the queen and he seemed very proud.

"He should be fine to go, if the bleeding doesn't stop in the next 20 or so minutes take him to an emergency room. He'll be a bit off his rocker for the rest of the day and probably a bit sore tomorrow but other than that everything will be fine" the dentist explained.

Thanking her, it was time to go and L was quite pleased. He wasn't too fond of that boring dentist room. The second you turned the car engine on, he spoke up.

"Can we get ice cream?" He asked.

"Maybe later, you can't eat just yet"

"Why?"

"Because you'll keep bleeding"

He gave you an unamused look, remembering the gauze still in his mouth and knowing you were right. For a moment he thought about taking it out to be a smartass, but decided he didn't want blood on his white shirt.

"Where are we going then if we can't get ice cream?" He asked.

"Back to taskforce, and you're staying on your floor for the day. It was a risky enough leaving you at the dentist under the influence where you could have spilled some serious secrets. But we're not risking it to the taskforce" You explained.

"I'm smart! I won't tell anyone!"

"Uh-huh, and what's your name?"

"Lawliet"

"Exactly"

It took a second for him to process what he just said, and even though he hated loosing he know there was no winning while he was whacked out of his mind.

"Fine. But I'm still smart" he sassed.

"You are sassy when you're high aren't you? Yes you are smart, but significantly less when you're high" you replied.

"Nah, I'm smart anyway"

"You just revealed your name without even thinking"

"That doesn't count"

Ah yes, wonderful logic from the worlds greatest detective here. You were just proving your point with this conversation really. If he was really as smart as he claimed he was while high off his rocker, you'd be the judge of that.

"Alright then, what can you do when you're like this?" You asked.

"Uhhh... I can do quick math"

"What's 23 x 65?"

"26" he exclaimed.

"Not even close"

"Yeah but it was quick"

This fucking smartass...

He indeed was quick you couldn't fault him there. But his sass made you rather playfully annoyed. It seems that being high made him a bit muddled up in his thoughts and more playful than usual. He was like an overdramatic puppy.

"That's not- ugh ok fine it was quick but it wasn't right. That's the point of quick math" you said.

"Whatever I'm still smart. Smarter than the worlds greatest detective"

"... L you are the words greatest detective"

"Oh yeah..."