Black Raspberry // Lawlight (LxLight) au

Chapter One

Here it is, the first chapter! Please tell me if you like it!
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L's POV

It was really fucking cold out.

I pulled the sleeves of my white sweatshirt tight against my pale skin as I continued walking, just shortly after adjusting the straps of my backpack to sit comfortably on my shoulders. The brisk winter air was forcing goosebumps to form on my arms and neck, making my hair stand up and my teeth to clatter unattractively. I searched the street, looking for someplace I could go to warm up.

There was a soup kitchen, a convenience store, a law firm-

A coffee shop. That looks warm. And I could grab some coffee.

I wandered groggily towards the building, the tiredness from my lack of both sleep and caffeine beginning to take a toll on my body and state of alertness.

I stumbled inside, taking in my surroundings. It was a quaint, but well kept establishment, I'll give it that. The booths were a shade of forest green with wooden tables. It had a cozy, homely feel.

I took a seat in a booth near the corner, next to an unnaturally large potted plant. Setting my backpack down next to me, as gently as possible as to not damage the laptop inside, I sat down. As I settled into the seat, sitting with my knees to my chest, I traced the wood on the table, my finger following the intricate designs on the tabletop. I was lost in thought when someone next to me cleared their throat.

"Excuse me, what would you like?"

I looked up at the server. "Coffee. Black."

He nodded, jotting something down on his little notepad and walking off. I respected that. All work, little conversation. Doing his job without having socialization get in the way. I appreciated his work ethic.

I bit the end of my thumb, resting my other arm on my knees. I watched him from behind the counter, pouring the coffee and doing his whole coffee thing. I really should learn to do this myself, as it seems oddly simple, but my mind is cluttered with other things. Coffee making methods can wait.

He came back, setting my coffee on the table in front of me and giving me a small smile. "Here is your coffee. Black, as you said." I took the chance to actually look at him, and take in his appearance. He had straight brown hair and light brown eyes. Hazel? Possibly.

He did have a wonderful smile. I decided, after a few seconds of silence during the process of picking up the mug in front of me, that I probably owed him at least a thank you.

"Thank you..." I trailed off, realizing I couldn't properly thank the man without is name. "I'm sorry to bother, but what is your name?"

He seemed taken aback. I assumed he didn't get asked that often. He smiled again as he answered, "My name is Light."

"Thank you, Light."

He grinned again, a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he walked off, smirking. There was a probability that he had thought he had just won something, or at least gotten a step closer to some unmentioned goal. Was he trying to talk to me? As if learning his name could lead him to learning mine?

Ah, I was reading too much into this. Instead, I took a sip of my black coffee, sighing as the dark liquid warmed up my insides. I felt the impact of the caffeine almost immediately, instantly feeling slightly more awake and aware.

I set down the piping cup, unzipping my backpack and pulling out my laptop. I gave it a second to boot up, typing in my password and logging in.

I opened up a document I was working on earlier, an essay that was due at the end of the week covering the topic of human emotions and how they can impact someone's physical capabilities. It was one of my better works for sure, but it needed a bit more evidence and facts to ease the mind of my college professor.

I began typing, talking about how emotions can change the way you act on a more colossal scale.

Emotions are not particularly sophisticated or precise, but their speed and utility make up for what they lack in sophistication and precision. Emotions, when they are not disordered, provide information about your circumstances in a simple, quick way that does not involve a long process of cognition. As a result, they attempt to tell you if a situation is optimal or not aligned with your goal, and how you might approach it.

I continued typing, talking about mental stability and how that has an affect in behavioral tendencies. I typed and typed, occasionally taking a sip from the well-brewed drink until the mug was empty. I continued typing quickly, not noticing the sun setting. I checked my watch. It was 9:30 pm. I had been here for almost three hours. I saved the document, deciding to work on it further when I got home. The server, Light, noticed me and came over to give me the bill.

I handed him a twenty and told him to keep the change. After I received my receipt, I stuffed it in my pocket and gathered my things, retreating the coffee shop. As I was leaving, however, I couldn't help but notice an oddly satisfactory smirk on Light's face. I walked down the sidewalk, grabbing my receipt and looking at it. At the bottom, in small letters, it read:

Text me sometime. XXX-XXX-XXXX ~Light

Huh. Now the smirks and smiles made sense. Light was obviously attracted to me, or at least interested in me. He was cute, I'll give him that. Also, quite the old move, sliding me his number without any former knowledge of my sexuality. Quite bold. Lucky for him, I was, in fact, homosexual.

So, maybe I will text him. Couldn't hurt. Life has been pretty boring lately.

After I finally reached my apartment complex, I wandered up the stairs and fit the key into the lock of my flat. I walked in, shutting the door and locking it, noticing that I had left my lamp on. I dropped my bag, setting the receipt delicately onto the nightstand. I glanced at the number again. I smiled. Shortly after, I threw off my shirt, and collapsed onto the soft bedsheets, turning off the lamplight, which was the only light illuminating the room.

I curled the covered around my naked chest and let sleep overcome my body.

Yeah. I thought. I'll definitely text him.

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Well, there it is! Chapter one! Please tell me how you liked it, it means a lot! Love you guys!

~Bridgette -x-