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Sweet as Strawberries [L x gn!reader]

Tw: occurring of traumatic episodes, panic attack(light), triggers related to knife(torture), kidnapping, mention of murder.

L was starving.

Starving with the lack of sugar infusion in his body to function properly.

Recently, Watari had found out his son like detective's secret health problem, which was being hidden away from his reach as far as possible yet it was exposed by you during an interrogation that the old man conducted once and every month regarding L's medical reports which would go missing whenever they got delivered to the headquarters.

As obvious as it sounds, L has diabetes. A disease deem to take a toll on a sweet tooth like the panda.

And to prevent the problem from practically killing the ravenette right off the bet, he was brought down to deal with the consequences, forced to follow heavy diet plans and a strict prohibition to anything sugary.

However, sitting across the table from you, watching the strawberry shortcake slip down your tongue with ease, didn't help the situation whatsoever.

L wore a scowl on his face along with his long skeletal fingers pinching the fabric covering his knees which were pulled to his chest.

You looked up towards him when the sighs from the other side started to become unbearably loud.

"What? You wanna have some?"

A glare is sent in your way at the tease and soon you laugh it off with a scoff.

"Oh, c'mon you're still blaming me for this!" You roll your eyes at him shortly and lick off the bits stuck on your fingers.

"Yes," he admitted with a hint of resentment.

Frustrated, you left the room abruptly, leaving L feeling devastated.

Meanwhile, you made your way to the kitchen and noticed L's father like figure, Watari preparing lunch for him.

"Watari, let me take his meal to him--"

You paused and continued after noticing the wrinkles on the elder's forehead becoming visible.

"I promise I won't lie or hide anything from you again,"

The statement seem to work as the wrinkles on his face relaxes into serenity. Therefore, it had convinced him enough to trust you with the detective's sensitive diet plan.

As soon as you entered the insomniac's confinement, L abandoned the files he was studying and pulled you by your wrist to the couch with him, and grunted at your protests to release you during the process.

"Look... Y/n--"

"Leave me first," You said giving him a look before placing the food tray down on the table located in the center of the room.

"I'm sorry about...earlier," His voice sounded calm and understanding as you hummed in response and took a seat beside him.

"I've been thinking and acting irrationally... Not being able to eat sweets has been affecting me in a way..."

"In a way?" You repeated after him to help him express openly as he inhaled a little longer before continuing with tears brimming his eyes.

"In a way, I'd never want it to be. I, it's just... I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it--"

Perhaps this was the second time you had witnessed the world's greatest detective in such a sensitive state.

The first time was your first encounter with him a couple of years ago when he was recovering and rescued from the LABB case with your help and contribution to one of L's most difficult solved cases which included himself as the victim. Although the criminal was imprisoned and even sentenced to death for his mass murders, it left a significant psychological effect on him which would get triggered when brought close to knives or other sharp objects that could pierce through one's skin.

Another subject that was triggering to him was his sweets when seized away from him or simply if the routine is not followed to his will.

The sudden warmth he feels when you'd wrap your arms around him in an attempt to console him had calmed him down a little, allowing you to speak on your behalf.

You drew circles on his back and murmured into his hair. "It's alright. It's fine... Don't worry about it. We're just... trying to help you, L. I promise you're safe with us. Trust me, You just need to cooperate a little more, okay? Then everything will be back to normal. You could eat sweets again,"

A smile inevitably reaches your lips as you feel him nod in your grasp, and tighten his arms around your back, reciprocating your gesture.

You soothe him with reassuring hair strokes, untangling his messy hair nest while whispering comforting words like, "I'm right here..." or "you've been doing great and I'm so proud of you,".

He releases your shared warmth by withdrawing his thumb from his lips and meeting your eyes with his panda-like big ones.

He looked pretty composed unlike before.

"How are you feeling?" You ask with the most endearing smile he had seen you make whenever he was with you and decided to smile back at you fondly.

"Better...much better. Thank you,"

He might completely give up on sweets actually, just to see you smile like that every day.

"Cool," You slowly lean towards him and press a gentle kiss on his forehead.

L feels his cheeks warm up with the familiar warmth in the back of his throat and steal a quick peck on your lips before pulling you into a hug again.

"Yeah cool,"

You rest your chin on his shoulder and melt into his embrace with your eyes closed, deciding to stay like that for a while.

Author's note:

Alr folks, so consider this chapter the last one for this series as it seems like your author has kinda lost interest in the fandom in general... Although I might continue it if you readers would suggest or drop requests in the next update which will be a request chapter where you're supposed to send in your requests in the comments section ofc!

Otherwise, goodbye! And have a lovely day/night! <33