[B + L = Bad Mix...?]
(L didn't want to be anywhere close to his room; not after his episode. Which is why he was walking, like he usually did when he was feeling stressed or confused. He thought about the situation he was in as he did so... Things still weren't really fixed with him and Beyond, and the last thing they'd talked about had been awkward... He was glad that he and B were... what, friends? No, more like sort of friendly rivals. Although, it was awkward with them, too, because of his Narrator--who had finally left, thank god-- and the fact that they were actually being civil to each other.
L was a little afraid. He didn't have too great of a handle on his emotions, not now, not ever. He hadn't had much experience in love of any sort, family or lover-related, and when someone actually showed an interest in him, he tended to stick to them like a leech. It's how it had been with Light, and that hadn't been a good idea. And now... B.
Those thoughts were not good for L's already stressed out mind. He'd already cracked once, and that hadn't been good. He hadn't fallen apart like that in years. The only other time he'd went crazy like that was when he'd been around sixteen, and that had been... painful. It had taken a good few weeks for him to recover from that one. Now, it was important for him to be stable right now; he couldn't afford to take off any time. So...
L's mind was liable to crack again, at any time, to be completely honest.
L sighed. The only good thing that had happened to him lately was the pink hair. And even that was a little... weird. God, was he really that gay? L pondered that question as he walked down a hallway, taking a sharp turn, not really paying attention to where his feet were taking him, nor to any people in front of him...)
L was a little afraid. He didn't have too great of a handle on his emotions, not now, not ever. He hadn't had much experience in love of any sort, family or lover-related, and when someone actually showed an interest in him, he tended to stick to them like a leech. It's how it had been with Light, and that hadn't been a good idea. And now... B.
Those thoughts were not good for L's already stressed out mind. He'd already cracked once, and that hadn't been good. He hadn't fallen apart like that in years. The only other time he'd went crazy like that was when he'd been around sixteen, and that had been... painful. It had taken a good few weeks for him to recover from that one. Now, it was important for him to be stable right now; he couldn't afford to take off any time. So...
L's mind was liable to crack again, at any time, to be completely honest.
L sighed. The only good thing that had happened to him lately was the pink hair. And even that was a little... weird. God, was he really that gay? L pondered that question as he walked down a hallway, taking a sharp turn, not really paying attention to where his feet were taking him, nor to any people in front of him...)