✧ 𝑳. 𝑳𝒂𝒘𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒕 ✧

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L Lawliet—the most brilliant, elusive criminologist the world had ever known—was officially your new partner.

To say he was thrilled would be a massive lie. L was a solitary creature who operated best entirely on his own, entirely in the shadows. When the higher-ups forced this partnership upon him, he did his best to put up a nonchalant, detached front. But you could see right through him. You caught the subtle, sharp glints of annoyance in his dark eyes before he masked them.

Everything about him was peculiar. He didn't look like a legendary detective, let alone someone capable of leading international task forces. With his perennially messy hair, oversized white long-sleeve, and bare feet, he looked like a sleep-deprived university student who had wandered into the wrong building. He was a walking contradiction—an enigma you just couldn't seem to crack.

Yet, three and a half weeks into the case, the ice was finally beginning to melt.

As the clues fell into place and the long, caffeine-fueled nights bled together, the forced distance between you two began to erode. Working in such close proximity meant seeing the quiet, human moments behind his eccentric genius. To your absolute frustration, you were starting to fall for him. You tried to deny it, brushing off the sudden skip in your heartbeat whenever he looked your way, but it was useless. You were completely drawn to this strange, brilliant man. As for L? It was impossible to tell what was happening behind those unblinking, dark eyes, but you could feel a subtle shift. You were finally warming up to each other, one late-night breakthrough at a time.

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