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Aahhh notifications didn't alert me to this ask? Apologies to this friend.

Anyways, I think it would be adorable. They would definitely bounce ideas off each other and the hyper-fixation do indeed go brr. The only thing I'm worried about is, if you are at all competitive, this will surely turn into a sport. One you might find yourself souring to, when he solves a lot of cases with little information.

Every day, on a dainty plate one might expect to find a slice of cheesecake, there’s a small, freshly prepared piece of Japanese sweet omelette. Soft layers, faintly sweet, drizzled with a dark sauce and arranged suspiciously like a baked good. Suspicious… but inviting.

Well, not anymore. By now, it looks all but dissected, the poor thing. He pokes at it again, the fork in his hand in that signature not-quite-comfortable grip.

He pushes it to the side.

The truth is, L is malnourished. It wasn't a secret. Sweets, to him, were safe. Predictable. A small bit of serotonin his body didn't often get. The best nutritional value he got was from the rare time Watari could convince him a gummy vitamin was still, in fact, a gummy. And that was a good day.

So you do what you can: leave him a small piece of something just similar enough to act as a bridge. Consistently. Subtly. Like trying to befriend a stray cat. Because if you want this to stick, it has to be his idea.

One slow afternoon, more bored than hungry, his eyes drift to the plate. Still there. He pulls it closer. Only a bite that day — a test — but it’s something. And then, another day, something more. Eventually when you pick the plates up at the end of the day they're picked clean. You walk in on him, one day, eating softly. Fork in his mouth, as he absentmindedly clicks away at his computer.

And I was thinking... what about L "we need to find out what to do if this situation ever happens and how to deal with it" x Reader "I know exactly why you asked this and now I will psycho analyse you. I will tell you why you asked me this very question and how we will deal with whatever caused it" like 2 idiots both getting in so many details that they forget about the question and just start yapping for hours

Oh, absolutely. I feel like there needs to be a threshold for yapping in a relationship with L, because really, he loves to do it. Mostly about his special interests (cases) but also this. And with a partner who's also into logic and psychoanalysis? Oh boy, you'd never stop. Be careful though, with that boy's ego? If you ever disagree with anything, he's going to make it his new goal in life to prove himself right.