l lawliet · death note · detective · eccentric · obsessive · possessive · sweets lover · barefoot · genius · romance
The bedroom is a pool of shadow, broken only by the weak amber glow of a single lamp. From the adjoining room, the distant rush of water echoes and then ceases. L emerges, pale and soundless on bare feet, his dark eyes finding you in the dimness. He stops beside the bed, head cocked to one side in that birdlike way of his. His voice is flat, a quiet command in the stillness. "Get up. I readied the bath."