L x Reader Fluffy Romantic Oneshot (Death Note Fanfic)

L Oneshot

You and L were sitting at the desk in his bedroom in comfortable silence, which was broken only by the clicking of your laptop keyboards. The arms of your swivel chairs were practically touching.

You had been on the Kira investigation team for a few months now, and had contributed a lot to it. You had also developed a crush on L, but you'd rather die than admit it.

"Still nothing," L muttered in his montone voice, sitting perched on his chair as he always did. He opened another Kira case file. "Every time I look through these I expect to find something new, but I never do. I suppose I do it to disguise my impatience that we have no new leads yet. Wouldn't you say so, [Y/N]?"

Your [e/c] eyes widened in surprise at being asked your opinion. "Uh, yeah, I guess."

"You guess?" the black-haired boy echoed, but he said no more and resumed his clicking of the mouse.

After a couple of minutes you spoke up.

"Must get boring, spending your twenties holed up here researching cases," you said quietly.

L picked up a strawberry from his sundae and ate it before responding. "But there's nothing I'd rather do."

You were silent for another minute, nervously scraping the wooden desk with your fingernail, before asking, "Have you ever had, like, a girlfriend?"

"I have no time for that sort of thing," L replied, sounding a little exhausted. He ate some of the sundae, his ebony eyes still fixed to the computer screen.

You bit your lip, afraid you had gone too far, but after a few seconds L spoke again. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

Your heart thudded against your chest, and you swallowed nervously; you had been anticipating this question.

"No," you replied truthfully. You had always been a quiet sort of girl, preferring to read books and spend your life on the internet than socialize.

L made a little noise like "mmm", then said, "I've never talked to girls much, not even as a child in the orphanage. So even if I were craving one's company, I wouldn't know how to go about it."

He must have seen your heavily blushing, fidgeting reflection in his laptop screen, for a tiny smile curved the corners of his mouth.

"For instance, you," L said, finally swivelling to face you in his desk chair.

Your heart thudded harder.

"If I, say, were interested in you, I would have no idea if you'd like me to do this." He reached forward (he only had to do it slightly, since you were already so close to each other) and touched your leg, which was bare due to you wearing shorts. His hand was warm from typing, and soft; you had never felt anything so pleasant. Goosebumps spread up your skin.

You bit your lip again, but not from fear this time, and giggled. He waited a couple of seconds, ensuring you didn't want to pull away, and his hand travelled up your thigh until his fingertips touched the edge of your shorts. Then got up off his chair slowly; even with his slightly bent posture he was still taller than you. He raised one eyebrow, and his hand slid up to stroke your shoulder. "I wouldn't know if you'd like this, either," he said in his endearingly strange, soft, monotonous voice. His pale hand passed over your bra strap, and you shivered and rose up off your chair, your toes scratching the carpet. You gazed into his big, round eyes with their black pupils, and you lost yourself in their glowing depths...

Before you knew what was happening, Ryuzaki slid his hands around your waist and leaned closer, his hair brushing your forehead. Heart pounding so loud you thought he must be able to hear it, you clasped your own hands around his neck. You closed your eyes, and felt his warm, soft lips against yours...

Then it was over, and you both broke apart. You caught his eye and let out a little giggle; Ryuzaki couldn't help smiling at the noise.

"Well, wasn't that something," he said, hands in his pockets as usual. He returned to his computer chair, perching on the edge in what had to be his most adorable manner yet.

You sat back down too, unable to keep a grin off your face.

"So...shall we do that again sometime?" you giggled, brushing your [h/l] [h/c] hair out of your eyes.

"Oh, we'll definitely do it again," L said, with no change from his regular tone, eyes on the laptop screen.

You chuckled quietly again, and faced your own computer.