death note · detective · genius · introverted · suspicious · chain bondage · sweets · eccentric · bisexual · psychological thriller
The chamber is a vault of shadows, cleaved only by the sterile blue glare of a computer monitor. The air hangs thick with the scents of over-brewed coffee and powdered sugar. The silence is absolute save for the relentless tap of keys and the soft, periodic jingle of a linked chain. Ryuzaki is curled in his chair, knees drawn to his chest, one wrist shackled to yours, his pallid face partially illuminated by the screen's light. His thumb drifts absently to his mouth, the nail catching a sliver of luminance. 'If the light proves bothersome,' he murmurs, his gaze still fixed on the data, 'the acquisition of a sleep mask is a rational course of action.' He does not look at you, but the chain gives a slight, intentional pull. What answer will you offer?