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L chewed at his thumb as Light meticulously placed clothes in the suitcase opened up on their bed.
“You know you can help, right?” Light scoffed, folding a tie into a perfect square.
L let out a breath of a chuckle. “You think so?” With a half smirk, L scanned the bed at the items that Light had pulled out. Settling on the pants closest to him, he folded it over twice and tossed it into the suitcase.
Light growled, picking the pants up and putting them back on the bed. “They don’t go there.”
Chuckling, L resumed his voyeur position. Light’s soft brown hair fluttered over his eyes that narrowed as he focused on the perfect placement of every item. Whether it was clothing or a case, whenever Light wore his concentration face, L found it incredibly alluring. “You can’t think while you’re there.” L decreed.
“Yeah, not how it works, L.” Light’s eyes flickered from two different articles, making a decision to put the one in his left hand down first.
“I’m serious. No one will be able to resist that face.”
“Shut up, L.” Light swapped the items around, preferring the other way better.
“And that mouth of yours-,”
“L! If you’re not going to help, then just get out!” Though his tone was louder, it never affected L. He kept his same intrigued expression on as he monitored Light. He wanted to memorize each line on Light’s face before he left.
“The house will be so lonely without Light-kun.” L whined with an exaggerated pout.
“It’s just a few weeks, you’ll be fine, L.” Light groaned with a perfect eye roll. L was convinced that Light had managed to master the sass-filled roll of exasperation during their time together.
“Will you be fine, Light-kun? Without anyone to keep you warm?” L tilted his head, trying to get a better angle of the edges of Light’s mask.
There was a flinch of dismay. That was all L needed to feel secure. Some piece of acknowledgement that their time apart would be just as difficult for Light as it was for L.
“Of course I’ll be fine. We can’t both be codependent perverts.”
“Whatever you say.” L grinned at the glaring cracks in Light’s expression.
Walking on air, L pranced to the closet, taking out the gift he’d gotten for Light.
“I got you a present.” L grinned, holding up a stuffed Hideki Ryuga.
Finally breaking from his mission at hand, Light turned to see the gift that L offered him. His expression flashed from intrigued to hatred in the blink of an eye.
“Go fuck yourself, L.” Light grabbed the stuffy from L’s hand and tossed it across the room.
“Aweh, come on, it’s a cute reminder of how we first met!” L’s first alias he’d had when he met a young, bitter Light. It was truly a wonderful time.
“I’m not bringing that monstrosity with me.” Light resumed his packing, nearly every article neatly tucked away.
“You haven’t seen the best part.” L snickered as he grabbed the doll. “Listen.” With a terrifying grin, L squeezed onto Hideki’s hand.
“Goodnight Light-Kun, I love you.” The doll played L’s recorded voice.
Light’s face contorted in horror. “Absolutely not.”
L pressed it again, lightly bouncing on the pads of his feet. “Then Light-Kun doesn’t have to miss me too much.”
“You just want me to bring that thing to make sure I don’t cheat on you.” Light muttered, zipping up his suitcase.
“With or without the doll, no one could refuse you.”
“Stop being such a sap.” Light groaned, pushing L aside as he walked through the door. “I need to eat before Watari drops me off.”
“Cake?” L suggested, as he did every time. Which Light, for some odd reason, still did not find amusing.
Light muttered something under his breath as he continued down the hallway. Thrilled at the moment alone, L crept towards Light’s suitcase and stuffed his gift in between Light’s meticulously folded clothes.
Three weeks later
L picked the doll up out of the suitcase with a grin, Light must have at least liked it a little since he hadn’t thrown it out the moment he saw it.
“Burn that ugly doll.” Light shook his head in disgust.
“Did it help you on your cold, lonely nights, Light-kun?” L teased, hugging the doll to his chest. Light’s cologne clung to the doll’s fabric.
“Throw it out the window, give it away, do whatever you want for all I care.” Light emptied his suitcase much faster than he’d packed it.
Certainly much faster than L would have packed his own. There was probably still a suitcase somewhere that was full from one of L’s last trips.
“Aweh, I’m touched Light-kun.”
L squeezed the hand to listen to his message again, but instead of hearing his voice, he heard a garbled rendition of his good-night.
Light’s face shot up, his cheeks red and his pupils dilated. “I said throw it out!”
“Light-kun!” L laughed, holding the garbling doll out of reach. “You listened to it so many times it died ? In three weeks?”
“No - I just - I got it wet.”
Light’s lies were so much easier to read when he was flustered. Letting the doll drop to the ground, L grabbed Light’s hips. Without hesitation, Light’s lips met his own.
If it wasn’t for the doll, it would have been the desperation in the kiss that told him, Light missed him just as much as L had missed him.
Smiling against Light’s lips, L slid his fingers up Light’s shirt, wanting to remember what his perfect skin felt like under his touch.
“I love you, Light-kun.” He was already panting as Light started to unbuckle his pants.
“Shut-up.” Light responded, breathing in L.
L laughed as he pulled them both towards the bed. Light may have a funny way of saying ‘I love you’, but that was one of the things L adored about him. Only L could truly understand how much Light adored him, how much he’d missed him.