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The room was illuminated by the tv at the edge of the room atop the maple colored table pushed against the deep red colored wall of the hotel room. They were all watching the Titanic off the hotel room’s tv, it was one of the DVD’s already in the room. Both Light and L could feel the cold metal of their respective handcuffs attaching the two of them together to prove Light’s supposed “innocence”. Tears were quickly building in Misa’s eyes while the gripping yet depressing scene played in front of their eyes, at the same time Light’s golden eyes also began to water mildly while he watched with everyone.
L noticed the tears that Light was seemingly holding back, glancing at him with a mild knowing look that nobody noticed because L staring at Light suspiciously was now normalcy with his thumb pressed against his lips as usual. “Aw, sweetie–Are you crying?” Misa asks sweetly in a comforting manner to Light who smiled softly at her, still keeping those tears in his eyes as he nodded softly. “This part gets me every time–you know, the dialogue is just- beautiful.” He said in a slightly distraught manner while L watched the scene with mild interest, taking a bite out of the chocolate covered pretzel. “Sweetie, it’s okay! Ca-Can you pause for me? I need to go pee.” Misa asked in her sweet, Misa-like voice as she arose from the couch and Light paused the movie before telling Misa that “they’d hold down the fort” with that semi-smile.
There was a beat of silence which Light knew meant L was eventually going to say something about him being Kira because of this, which he did say something, but not what he expected. “I won’t tell.” L mumbled as he continued chewing the pretzel, he didn’t mumble because he didn’t want it heard but more for the fact he knew Light would hear him no matter how loud he said it. “Tell what?” Light asked ignorantly, not letting up at all. “It’s a neat trick, I can do it too-” He starts in his same monotone voice before cutting himself off, letting a wave of practiced sadness wash over his usually indifferent face, it was honestly a little unnerving for Light. “This is my favorite part! It gets me every time…” L imitates Light’s previous statement towards Misa back to him in a mocking tone with the same tears welling in his pitch black eyes before the same indifference washes back over his face and he takes a bite into another pretzel. Light was slightly ticked off by this display but more ashamed than anything else, “Look, it’s not–” he tries to formulate a response before L cuts him off, “No, you don’t have to explain it to me– I understand.” L speaks to Light with a tone that almost sounds like it’s trying to be comforting but Light just looks away, which gets a tug from L on Light’s wrist from the joint handcuffs that elicits his attention. “I understand.”
L repeats himself with a more seriously understanding tone, glancing over at Light as they both lock eyes, L’s pitch black eyes that resembled that of voids, and Light’s amber eyes staring into each other for a moment of comfortable silence before Misa comes back which breaks their silent staring contest. “Okay, I’m back. Let’s do this!” She states as she sits back down on the couch next to Light, not knowing the scene she had just interrupted. Light pressed play on the movie and silence fell back onto all of them like a blanket, the only sound was that coming from the Tv. Light glanced back over at Ryuzaki once but didn’t look back after seeing L’s eyes on the Tv, putting back on his newly discovered disguise of normalcy by being upset at a scene like this.