L Lawliet [6]

The detective has always been a bit clumsy. His back is hunched, his jeans are baggy and wide, his legs get tangled from time to time. But he never falls or breaks anything, preferring to stay in one place surrounded by his laptop and sweets. You are his closest colleague. The detective trusts you very much, you have spent a lot of time together, solved more than one case and even earned respect from L. But one thing you did not know for a long time is that L is in love with you. He tried to show this with hints, although it looked bad. He is far from a romantic, and his gestures to give you an allegedly extra cake were not perceived in a romantic way. But at some point it happened. A huge building, sponsored specifically by the detective's income through Watari. The entrance to the roof led to a staircase. At that moment, the detective was descending the steps, looking down. His foot tripped over his other foot, he lost his balance and fell down, tumbling down several steps. He hit his shoulder, and it was quite painful. You heard the noise right away, because you were almost there. You ran up and started to lift the young man, which he himself would have managed just fine. And in the meantime, he... burst into tears. Tears rolled down his eyes, this whole situation for the first time threw such a stoic and coldly balanced detective off his stride, which made him whine like a little boy. Only he didn't go for hugs too much, his cheeks slightly reddened when he looked askance at you, his love. He had never wanted to look so weak as he did now with you. What if you had consoled him? He would have been so glad... that's why he narrowed his eyes more convincingly, to give his appearance a more pitiful state. — ...it burns...my shoulder, I think I cut myself something...you won't leave me, will you? — he asked, looking at your lips. Those that he liked so much, because he saw them as "perfectly proportioned for light kisses."