Wrote this on sudden inspiration.

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So, here's the thirty-third :)


33. I'd give an arm...

L likes Light's hair. Ever since L was a small crime-solving child he's been a tactile person and Light's hair is so...

(L's very mathematically minded. He's not much of a wordsmith and he's not good at describing his feelings but if he was he would say that Light's hair was smooth and soft and warm and it calms L more than anything else- even stacking sugar cubes. It's irrational. When Light is just beginning to fall asleep L crouches near his head and begins playing with Light's hair. Light finds this annoying and creepy, but he doesn't understand that those moments, feeling something so soft and being so close to the one person he feels safe around, are what keeps L sane.)

Light likes L's arm. That's a long story- Light had always thought of L as very ghostlike, out there, until their most recent scuffle when Light grabbed L's left arm and...

(Light's also very mathematically minded. He's not much of a wordsmith and he's not good at describing his feelings but if he was he would say that in that moment it suddenly occurred to Light that L is a real person. L is a solid human being, with thoughts that confuse him, instincts that can set him apart, a body that can be cold, feelings that can be hurt, and bones that can be broken. And in that moment, in the middle of some kind of fistfight, Light froze with his eyes locked on where his fingers met L's arm. He kneeled, and without making eye contact he pushed back L's sleeve forcefully to reveal the milky-white skin of the other man's arm. There was a tiny, spidery wrist. The top of L's forearm had soft, down-like hairs, the bottom was even paler skin, smooth with blue-green veins. It smelled natural, good, even, unlike the saccharine scent of L's sugar-stained fingertips. L is human.)

L and Light don't communicate very well (but they do, just not by speech; by words. They notice and appreciate the little things about each other. Light notices that he is calmed by L, by L just being there, by hugging L and listening to his often uneven breathing and sharing the warmth. And L notices that Light is human too, with dreams that can be reached and a heart that can be shattered.)

It's okay, though, that they have trouble communicating verbally. Some things don't need to be expressed in words.


Lolz shout out to Ratt9 for being a seme.

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