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"I'm here," you announce cheerily, bursting in through the door with a big smile and a briefcase in your hands.
"Uh, sorry, who are you," Mogi asks, stopping you at the door. He had a stern look on his face, like he thought you were tresspassing.
"She is a consultant on this case," L says calmly, not turning from his place before his computer, his thumb pressed to his lips in thought, his knees to his chest.
"everyone, this is (Y/n). Make yourselves acquainted."
"A consultant?" "What do you need consulting on?" "I thought you said you didn't need anymore detectives."
L sighed, a frown appearing on his lips as he glanced back toward where the group would be. "I thought I told you to acquaint yourselves," he said tiredly. What a lovely first day.
over the next week, they did in fact acquaint themselves. You got to know everyone, especially because you lived in HQ. There was Misa, Aizawa, Chief Yagami, Matsuda, Mogi, and, of course...Light Yagami. You knew him well. Through L's retellings, anyway. Why did he tell you? Because you were dating. Plain and simple.
L hadn't told anyone on the team, for good reason...at least, it was probably good reason. Either that, or he didn't tell because no one asked. He was like that, only speaking as he pleased. It amused you, it was something that drew you to him.
Even so, they noticed when he gave you special treatment. Once, during a presumed all-nighter for the detectives, you stood from your seat next to L, Stretching and yawning.
"I'm going to head to bed." It was only 10, far earlier than any of the others dared ask to go, not wanting to seem like slackers. L looked up at you questioningly, tilting his head. "You never go to bed this early."
You shrug. "I'm tired, and if I'm too tired tomorrow, I won't be able to work as efficiently."
L sighed, looking back to his computer. "I won't stop you," he said indifferently.
You smile and thank him, standing and making your way to bed. Everyone else was flabbergasted. Matsuda stood from his desk, leaning on it with his hands as he stared at the back of L's head. "Why does she get to leave early? If any of us asked to go at a time like this, No way you'd let us!"
"Have you asked," L responded, gently spinning his chair around to face him.
"well I-...no..."
L gave him an expectant look, scratching the top of his foot with his toes.
"...can I go to bed?" everyone was watching with intrigue. Was that really all it took???
"...no."
Matsuda looked shocked. Everyone else simply went back to work, the already dingy mood dampened even further.
"It's cause she's pretty, isn't it?"
L looked up in thought, his thumb rubbing at his lips.
"Mmnnn....I suppose it is," he mused.
All matsuda could do was sit down in disbelief. "can you believe this," he asked Aizawa in a whisper. "Of course I can. That's L for you."
As another piece of evidence, he simply likes you more. He lets you talk and talk all day long about anything on your mind, when you go on food runs he actually asks you for things (He never asks the other detectives, no matter where they're going), and he shares any of his treats with you.
"I recall you saying you enjoy strawberry flavoring. Is that still accurate?" he's already cut you a sizable slice of strawberry cake, so your answer doesn't matter.
"have you ever had carambola? It's not very remarkable on it's own." Because of him, your first and only experiences with the fruit are in tanghulu form.
Anything he eats, you at minimum try.
Lastly, and most importantly, he shamelessly stares at your body. It is unbearably obvious that you distract him sometimes, when you're talking like nothing and he's watching the subtle movement of your tits, caused by your excessive gesticulations, his thumb tracing his lower lip in thought as he analyzes the exact weight they must have to move in such a way. Many of the others assume L is simply a creep, a creepy weirdo staring at the new pretty woman in HQ.
Light knows better. He knows, he can see it, there is more. It's not just lust, L is better than that, more complex. Either this is some way to trick Light, or he's doing this to benefit himself and this case in some way. There is more, and he will find out what it is.
Of course, you know better than all of them. There is more, the more is that you are together, and beyond that, there is nothing. He just finds your chest rather captivating. You can't blame him. The end.
Long story short, everyone knows he has a bias towards you, for one reason or another, and he doesn't do much to hide it. There were so many theories spread between them, and as a surprise to no one, it was filtered through misa. She knew best about this social stuff, after all.
"Do you see the way she smiles at him? They have to be dating," Matsuda whispers.
"What? No way, Girls smile at guys for more reasons than being with them," Misa scoffs.
"What if this is a test? Maybe he's testing us," Mogi puts forward.
"On what," Misa asks incredulously.
"I don't know, I'm not the genius...What do you think, Light? You're the closest to him."
"Me...? I don't know, why don't you just ask him."
ask him? To his face? No.
"Fine," Misa nods, standing from the mini huddle. Everyone watched with disbelief as she faced the two of you, working side-by-side before the CCTV footage. She pointed an accusatory finger at the two of you, her voice and expression full of pride, like she cracked some code. "Are you two dating?!"
You look at L. He doesn't look at you.
"Yes," he responds calmly.
"What? Why would you bring her here then? Don't you think Light is kira? Aren't you putting her in danger," Aizawa asks.
"You 6 are the only ones that know...excluding Watari. If She dies, please assume Light Yagami is the culprit."
Silence.
"Now, return to work," he orders, strain and annoyance in his voice from the situation. "I truly hate gossip," he grumbled to you.