Jun 29, 2011 11:33
[[L has seen what happens when someone doesn't take care of their child and with Mello pint sized, the last thing he needs is to have that happen to him.
Roll tape.
L is in his usual sitting position, except he's taken said position on the middle of his bed. His thumb poised at his lip as it pushes the soft flesh askew from its normal position until inevitably it falls the wayside and his blank expression returns to its rightful start. Plucked between pointer and thumb in his other hand, the detective is studying what seems to be a little pink bow between his fingers.
His eyes are glued to it, so much so that this could be the one thing that solves the Kira case if he hadn't already. Long, spidery arms reach forward and out of the screen's view where a small set of undoubtedly slobber filled giggles awaits the person watching long enough to hear the gleeful noises.]]
There.
Now you'll be unmistakeable as a girl, Elle.
[[His arms raise again and a small infant comes into view, pink bows set in no particular order in her hair tied meticulously in the raven locks just long enough to hold them. It looks a mess even if to the detective it doesn't. To him, it's fashion statement of the century for babies.]]
comment: mello,
comment: jake marshall,
plot: babies,
l lawliet