Lovesick

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~♡~This one shot is written from L's POV~♡~

It was very early Fall, in late August. The air had a nice chill in the morning, the leaves on the trees were ever so slightly beginning to shift, and the weather was beginning to cool off from the relentless heat of summer, thank God.

The day started like most, with the small morning ritual of coffee, breakfast (which consisted of a slice of cake), and checking the news for anything related to Kira cropping up. Today, I would be booking a hotel for the day to meet the task force that has signed up to join the investigation. From my knowledge, it was going to be a small team, but a team nonetheless.

Getting prepared after I shower and get dressed, I make my way to the hotel and check in, taking a quick look at the time before I make my way to the small living room in the neat hotel. Only about 20 minuets and I'll no longer be fully anonymous to the world. While waiting, I decide how to open when they come in. If they introduce themselves by name, I'll take that as an opportunity to teach them a lesson about working on the Kira case that they should get comfortable with. Never reveal your name, and don't trust anyone.

When they do arrive, they introduce themselves, exactly how I would expect. The team consisted of five detectives, four of which were men. One by one, I put my hand into a finger gun and 'shoot' every one, reiterating that if I were Kira, they could have been dead.

I then aim at the last one, but I fall silent as my eyes fall on her, and I let my finger lower without meaning to. Something was...Off, immediately. I couldnt find my words, my chest felt tight, and to be honest, I froze.

"U-uh.."

I manage to stutter, and she tilts her head at me, which made me feel almost a roller coaster sensation. What was this feeling? I've never felt anything close before. Was it...My intuition in some form? I had no idea.

Quickly shaking the feeling and regaining composure, I clear my throat as I forget about it and introduce myself as L, and lead them into the living room while I begin to explain what is known so far about the case. Eventually after things are explained while I occasionally glance over at her, I tell them that I would interview each of them separately to ensure that none of them are Kira.

Of course, (y/n) (l/n) was the first detective to be interviewed on my list.

"U-um, Ms. (l/n), you're first, if you dont mind. Come with me."

I stammer, walking to the small dining room that was out of earshot from the other detectives.

I then clear my throat as I open up her file and take a seat, and she sits across from me before I look up briefly, feeling my hands getting slightly clammy while she smoothly crosses her legs.

"S-so, (y/n) (l/n). Officer and detective for 5 years, graduate from your hometowns police academy..."

I trail off, scanning over the page while she shifts just a bit.

"Tell me, when did you hear about Kira, and how?"

I ask, and I see her visibly think while she hums lightly. My heart was beating fast. I didnt like the feeling one bit.

"...Probably on the news like everyone else. That and through my department, since all detectives and officers had to be notified as soon as it became more than just rumours."

She says, and I nod while I lose my train of thought while I looked at her file, snapping back in a moment later. Losing focus isnt something that ever happens normally either.

"What are your opinions on Kira?"

I then ask quickly, and she sighs as she looks to the side.

"It's....Hard to say...While yes, crime rates are decreasing, and statistically people are less likely to be criminals since Kira became more of an urban legend...But personally, I dont think it's right, and we need to stop this before it gets out of hand. If it is a single person, they're just as bad as the murderers and criminals they're punishing."

She says, and looks up.

"But we dont have to worry too much, I dont think. The bad guys always lose."

She smiles, and I feel my heart skip. Realizing that I was probably beginning to look like the wreck I felt, I clear my throat again before I stand. She wasn't Kira. There was just no way.

"W-well, I think I have what I need. Thank you for your time...We start work at the new Task Force building next week today, eight am sharp. You're free to go when you feel."

I manage, and pass her a slip of paper with the adress for the building that would become headquarters.

"Great. I'm really glad we'll be able to work together soon."

She smiles again, meeting her eyes with mine. They were a gorgeous (e/c), and sparkled when she smiled like that. Again, it made me feel like my heart skipped.

After the interview process had ended and everyone had left, I sigh deeply as I close the door to the hotel room. What in the world was happening to me today? Obviously it was caused by being in the presence of (y/n), but I didnt know what that meant in the slightest. I'd never felt like this around anyone before, and had absolutely no idea what to do about it.

That night, I lied awake for hours, with that same thing on my mind. I had no idea what this feeling was, but I hated it and loved it all at once. I wished it would go away. But at the same time I wanted nothing more than to explore it more. For a moment, I let my mind drift, and it wanders to today, when I spoke to (y/n) alone. I thought of her voice, the way she moved, her hands, her hair, and her eyes...Her eyes were enchanting. And her smile...

'I'm really glad we'll be able to work together soon.'

Her words repeat in my head while I stare up at the ceiling, and I feel a small smile creep across my lips. I was glad too. I'll be able to see her more often, and maybe be able to talk to her more.

While I think of this, my mind wanders again while my eyes trace to the window, looking to a park that looped around a calm lake in the central city. I cant help but let my mind trace back to her again, and start to think about if she and I were walking around that park. What would we talk about, I wonder? As I continue to think of this, my thoughts sink deeper, thinking of her soft hands, and what it would feel like to hold them. I think of her laugh, and how it must sound. Eventually, I think of her lips, and my own tracing up to them...

Wait.

Snapping from thought, the realization hits me slowly at first, then like a ton of bricks.

Oh no.

This can't be happening. Sitting up, I clutch my chest while I feel almost terrified. Of course. Theres not another explination for this feeling. From first sight, I had fallen completely head over heels in love with (y/n) (l/n), and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.

Over the next few weeks, and when headquarters was finally up and running in full swing, (y/n) and I begin to get acquainted, working well together while we tried to chase Kira. Though we made a good team, my feelings around her were getting in the way quite heavily. I could barely function when we were both alone, and became a stuttering mess whenever she asked a question or complimented me on my work. It was torture. Part of me wanted these feelings to go away completely, but I didnt want them to at the same time. It was a whole confusing mess, being in love.

Eventually, I figured I had two options. Let these feelings eat away at me, or let them be known. For some stupid reason that I'm not sure of, I decided I wanted to do the latter. Tell her when I had the next chance to.

The only chance I ever got was well into fall, two months since we met. She stayed overtime with me tonight. It was really sweet of her, because her reasoning was that I shouldnt work alone for so long. She was an amazing person, and I had no idea how the hell I'm going to express my feelings. But...I was going to try.

My thoughts are broken by her placing a coffee next to me, and sitting down on her office chair while she sighs, looking over the papers strewn about.

"Any new thoughts?"

She asks, and I sip the coffee she made while I find the paper with the data on Kiras kill patterns. I fumble a bit, because not only am I nervous enough when shes talking to me, she made me coffee, which honestly tasted better than anything I or anyone else had ever made. Finally finding it, I pass it over while she smiles softly. She leans over and takes the piece of paper from my near trembling hands, and I catch only a very faint hint of vanilla perfume as she sits back again, yawning. Poring over it for a minuet or two, her eyes suddenly widen, and she looks over.

"L, it's like a high schoolers or college student's schedule."

She says, wheeling closer and getting right next to me, causing me to smell her perfume again. Trying to maintain my composure, I look at the chart.

"See how theres a few reported killings from six am to about eight forty five am, then they stop until twelve, roughly. Through midday they go for about an hour, then stop again until three fifteen. It's clear once you think of it that way. Kira has to stop killing because of classes."

She says, and I feel myself falling deeper while she passes it back. She was extremely smart. That wasnt even something I had thought of yet.

"You're...correct. That's amazing (y/n), that gives us so much to go off of."

I say after a short pause, and she almost beams from my approval of her theory. Her smile wanted me just to tell her everything I felt. Without even thinking at all, I suddenly speak.

"(y-y/n), you know, the day I saw you in the hotel, I..."

I trail off, losing my words while I feel like something is caught in my chest. Oh God. Did I actually just say that without thinking? Couldnt I have picked a better time? Any other time?

"I...Something happened when I saw you and I...W-well I didnt know what it was at first and...To be honest I still dont know...But-"

I try and say, but the words in my head are most definitely not coming out the way I want them to, which is frustrating to no end. But there wasnt much backing out now, so I may as well just say it and get it over with.

"I...I think I've f-fallen for you.."

I sputter, relieved and feeling a weight off my chest after I finally was honest with myself. But that feeling of relief is immediately replaced by fear and complete and utter regret.

Why did I say that? What is she going to say back? Will she hate me for it? Theres no way she feels the same..God, I'm such an idiot. I could have just ruined everything we had already.

I think frantically while she stays silent and probably shocked, not expecting a bomb like that to be dropped so suddenly and without warning.

"L..."

She begins in her soft voice, and I feel almost saddened as I convince myself that she doesnt feel the same, and never will.

"I understand if you dont feel the same. Forget I said anything.."

I quickly say, getting up and planning to head straight upstairs.

"W-wait!"

She calls, getting up as well before she grabs my hand with hers, and I pause as I feel her soft hand in mine, as well as feeling my heart rate increace. She then looks up at me with those big (e/c) eyes, and she steps closer before speaking.

"L...That definetly was...Well, sudden, but...Dont doubt yourself so quickly. If I'm honest I...Well I feel sort of the same. I'm willing to give it a go if you are."

She says, and I feel like fireworks were going off in my chest.

"Wh-really?"

I ask, and she nods while she smiles, leaning up to give me a very quick kiss on my cheek. After she pulls away, I put my free hand to where she kissed, still quite shocked.

"But L, you want to know something?"

She laughs, and I tilt my head, sort of lost for words in the moment.

"I knew all along. You really weren't very good at hiding it. I think everyone kinda knew by this point."

She laughs, and I get slightly shocked, then sigh. I suppose if they were feelings I've never experienced before, how in the world was I supposed to know how to hide them either? But...I'm just glad it worked out in my favour, and I'll be able to be honest with myself, and (y/n). From here on out.

~♡~

((Lol also can you imagine how obvious L would be if he was lovesick? Like I just imagine the task force watching L swooning over reader and just internally screaming because hes so obvious and thinks hes hiding it but he should just S AY SOMETHING so they can get back to WORK without having to watch his PAINFUL attempts at being casual))

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