Death Note Boyfriend Scenarios

When He Gets Drunk

Light Yagami

"{Y/N}, you love me right?" Light questioned as you started to clean the place up.

"Yes, Light, I love you. Now go sit down so I can clean, okay?" You coaxed, and he nodded and sat down on the couch quietly.

Holy shit, he's being really obedient. Heh, payback's a bitch, Light!!

"Ne, Light, why don't you go get cleaned up? I'll finish up here in the meantime."

"Okay," he mumbled, walking to the bathroom.

You giggled and rushed to finish cleaning before running to the bathroom to see him crying. You sighed and pulled him out of the bathroom and to the bedroom. "Okay, okay, fine, Light. Let's get you to bed, yeah? Time to sleep."

Without another word, he collapsed on the bed, snoring loudly.

L Lawliet

"Watari, what the hell is wrong with L?" You asked the older male, not taking your eyes off of your boyfriend.

"He drank some liquor, Miss {Y/N}." Watari sighed, and you ran a hand through your hair in worry.

Yes, the L Lawliet had gotten drunk. He had decided to let loose a bit and take a break from the case. But you didn't know he needed this much of a break. He was dancing around, singing love and sex songs to hell and back.

"L, honey," you cooed, "Please calm down. I don't want you to get hurt."

"But love," he whined. "I'm off tonight."

You sighed and slowly crept up to where he was standing, taking his hand and pulling him to the bed. "Okay, well, you need to rest. You still need to proofread the reviews tomorrow. Come on. Bedtime."

He pouted and put his head on the pillow behind him, patting beside him. "I'll only sleep if you sleep beside me."

You groaned in annoyance but obliged and laid down beside him. Almost immediately, he fell asleep. Finally giving you a break.

Mihael "Mello" Keehl

"Hey, sexy," Mello said, entering the room without a shirt on.

"Oh, hey, babe. What's wrong?" You asked, noticing the redness of his face.

"Nothing," he mumbled before stepping towards you and leaning down to kiss you.

You squeaked in surprise but kissed back, until you tasted alcohol. You pulled away and looked at him in question. "Babe, have you been drinking?"

"Haha, I have no clue what you're talking about." He droned, slurring.

"Great. Matt was complaining to me that his girlfriend's a horny drunk, and I made fun of him. Karma." You said to yourself.

"Hey, {Y/N}," he coaxed, "Why don't we head to the shower and take one together, huh?"

"Or maybe we could go to bed," you suggested, "You should sleep. We have a job tomorrow. Can't have you too hungover."

You got up and started walking to the bedroom, Mello following close behind you. You forced him to lie down and tucked him in, kissing his forehead and turning off the light, letting him rest.

Mail "Matt" Jeevas

"Hehe," Matt giggled, "{Y/N}, guess what?"

"What is it, Matt?" You asked, looking up at him.

Matt started to play 'Flawless' by Beyoncé from his phone and then proceeded to take of his shirt. If both of you were drunk, it wouldn't have looked as bad as it did. However, because you were 100% sober, you saw him barely managing a farce of a strip dance. "Love," you inquired, "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm being flawless!" He chuckled, throwing his shirt at you. You caught it and sighed, picking up your phone to text Mello that Matt would be staying at your place tonight. Once you sent it, you took Matt's phone and turned off the music, dragging him into the bedroom.

"Babe, go to sleep. You can be as flawless as you want tomorrow when you wake up, m'kay?"

You didn't even get a response outta him. The dumbass fell asleep right away.

Nate "Near" River

"Damn, girl." Near said, wobbling over to where you were sitting peacefully, reading a book. "You look sexy as hell."

"Near," you sighed, "Are you drunk again?"

"Maybe," he giggled, "Anyways, how about we head to your place and have some fun, huh?"

"We are at my place, stupid!" You groaned, and he looked confused.

"That fast? Damn. You must really want me, huh?"

"I'm your girlfriend. I want you. But at the moment, I'm questioning whether to let you have your way or to put you to bed so you can sleep."

"Oh, honey, if you can take me to the bedroom, sleep will not be what goes on in there." He slurred.

"Sleep it is, then. Come on, Nate. Bedtime."

"Bedtime, huh? Okay, sexy, let's move this to the bed, then."

Once you got him to the bed, you pushed him into it, tucked him in, and he fell asleep. You climbed into the bed beside him and got some rest as well, feeling his warmth just settling against your back.