[ He's being too heavy-handed, trying to overcorrect for the confessions and what feels like a loss of control. Light's better than this, no matter the circumstances. If he was only good at planning, Kira would have fallen much sooner. The ability to adapt and change in the moment had always been crucial. So, L knows. Nothing can be done, and no truths have actually changed. It isn't as if the confession was given to the entire world, it wasn't as if anything came as a surprise.
So, they've kiss and a part of him is unnerved at how much he enjoyed it. Light's hardly a child entering puberty. Even if he finds himself capable of that kind of attraction after all, that doesn't mean he'll lose all control. There's a very large difference between having certain wants and becoming a slave to them.
Haaa... As L seems to embrace the blooming physicality, only to pull away, it doesn't take a genius to realize this too is becoming a game, but there's also an unspoken fact: it can only be a game because the possibility is now in the open. This isn't a ploy that either could play before. Yesterday, this would have been out of place. Now, the two are dancing around a real and almost physically present possibility because there's a very real opportunity for either to reach out to take it.
L knows Light well enough to know that if the game is fun enough, he'll want to play it. Even flustered, a rare emotion on one Light Yagami, he's still capable of adaption. If not for the twist, he'd have grabbed L's wrist as he went by and continued what they started, but the tone shifts to one he doesn't hate either. Instead, as the tea begins to brew, he walks up behind L. Their bodies aren't touching; with the position, that'd be too suggestive. Nonetheless, Light is close enough that his breathing can possibly be felt against L's face. It's calm and even, a shift from the angry and shocked yells from minutes before. With the lack of space between them, it would be harder to read as someonething natural and platonic, walking the line between suggestion and doubt.
There shouldn't be doubt. Now, it's almost a matter of 'when' instead of 'if'. ]
Hn. It's something we should think about, but I'm not against revisiting the topic in the future.
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So, they've kiss and a part of him is unnerved at how much he enjoyed it. Light's hardly a child entering puberty. Even if he finds himself capable of that kind of attraction after all, that doesn't mean he'll lose all control. There's a very large difference between having certain wants and becoming a slave to them.
Haaa... As L seems to embrace the blooming physicality, only to pull away, it doesn't take a genius to realize this too is becoming a game, but there's also an unspoken fact: it can only be a game because the possibility is now in the open. This isn't a ploy that either could play before. Yesterday, this would have been out of place. Now, the two are dancing around a real and almost physically present possibility because there's a very real opportunity for either to reach out to take it.
L knows Light well enough to know that if the game is fun enough, he'll want to play it. Even flustered, a rare emotion on one Light Yagami, he's still capable of adaption. If not for the twist, he'd have grabbed L's wrist as he went by and continued what they started, but the tone shifts to one he doesn't hate either. Instead, as the tea begins to brew, he walks up behind L. Their bodies aren't touching; with the position, that'd be too suggestive. Nonetheless, Light is close enough that his breathing can possibly be felt against L's face. It's calm and even, a shift from the angry and shocked yells from minutes before. With the lack of space between them, it would be harder to read as someonething natural and platonic, walking the line between suggestion and doubt.
There shouldn't be doubt. Now, it's almost a matter of 'when' instead of 'if'. ]
Hn. It's something we should think about, but I'm not against revisiting the topic in the future.