~story teller pov~
During your pregnancy you haven't seen the father of your child. Did it hurt? Yes a lot actually but you couldn't do anything about it. Also during this period of time BB kept you locked inside. You only saw the sun light by the closed windows of the house.
~L's pov~
Misery. I feel so lonely. Since that night I have looked every corner of this plant. Or almost every. I can't sleep, not even the bit I would usually sleep. I can't close my eyes. I can't rest, even the sweetest strawberry cake seems so disgusting. Watari is also looking for her. He accepted the fact that she was pregnant a month ago. Today is our last hope. We are going to an old house in the woods.
~your pov~
I dried my tears away. L.... I dreamed of him again. His warm bear huge. His awkward manners. I must admit that BB does a great job at imitating him. It's obvious that he loves me in a strange and a bit cute way. But it's not Lawliet. It's not the one I love. I wonder if he is still looking for me. Or maybe he just moved on. It hurts thinking about that last option. It really does. Suddenly I heard a loud noise coming from downstairs. I ran to the door when I heard L's voice, the real L. The Lawliet I love so much. Unfortunately the door was locked. I punched the walls and made lots of noise hoping he would come. I stopped when hearing footsteps coming closer. That when I yelled his name. The door burst right in front of me. I jumped in my beloved panda eyed detective. I knew it was him. The odeur from his torn up clothes, the eye bags, we're bigger though. He caressed my big tummy.
Lawliet: I missed you....(y/n)
I felt tears coming again: M. .me too
He kissed my check and we both went inside the limousine Watari drove us away. Lawliet dried my tears away. I lade my head on his chest, that sweet attention he was giving me felt so good.
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L x Reader (L From Death Note And Female Reader)
FanfictionI know that a lot of people do this but I thought making my own different from others. (I don't own death note nor the pictures that I use. I'm just a fan in a million that do these stories) Name: (y/n) Age: 19 Your Background story: (y/n) lived in...
