Title: Comparing Notes
Author: fennikusu_ai
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: Light/L
Prompt: #5 Envy
Word Count: 180
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Death Note.
Author’s Notes: These will be all be drabbles.
To be honest, as Light considered himself to be virtuous, he would just flat out admit he was envious of L.
They were intellectual equals. That much was certain. But, all the same, L surpassed Light in pure brute logic, and it wasn’t that surprising; L was a fully grown man and had more experience in the real world than he himself. However, that didn’t mean that one day Light himself couldn’t succeed L at some point in the future.
And, to be fair, Light knew he was far better looking than L. It was a no-brainer why Light could have four girlfriends simultaneously and L didn’t even have one.
So, it makes no sense when Light brushes a trembling hand through L’s wispy raven silken mane that was both of Japanese and Italian influence as the detective trustingly sits in his lap. The schoolboy is astounded for a second so much that he ceases the stroking motions in the other boy’s hair that someone superiorly attractive like himself could fall for somebody so physically unappealingly.
He envied that too.
Title: Foreplay
Author: fennikusu_ai
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: Light/L
Prompt: #5 Wrath
Word Count: 179
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Death Note.
Author’s Notes: These will be all be drabbles.
Then again, Light himself wasn’t a typically wrathful person either. (Damn it, why was he constantly comparing himself to L?) Then again, Light never had the opportunity to be mean; his needs had always been meant. And, he had always got his way.
Until he met L.
“Quit it!” Light roared as L’s foot hurtled through the air with the sole intention of causing harm to Light’s face. He responded with a vengeful closed fist punch.
Smack.
“Oof.”
“Chief, they’re doing it again!” Matsuda yelled from somewhere far away hoping to gain some sort of feeble recognition from reporting their misdeeds.
Finally, Light understood. He never really knew true rage until he met L. Two respected geniuses were a crowd, especially when each had a different method.
Though his father and Matsuda needn’t have concerned themselves with this fight. It was only foreplay after all.