A/n: Because of two posts I have made, I have driven myself to writing this. I love this man and would die for him
A call came on your phone, you groaned as you rolled to other side of your bed and answered it.
“This better be important. It is almost ten at night.”
“How quickly can you be in Japan?”
You sat up, worry growing, “That important,” you thought, “Do you know when the next flight leaves?” You flick on your lamp.
You heard typing, “Knowing how long it takes you to pack, traffic, going through security. There’s one that leaves at four in the morning. A direct flight will take fourteen hours and 5 minutes.” He responded.
You yawned, “Okay, go ahead and buy the ticket. I will get ready and next time, sweetheart, if you have the slightest inkling you have a case I could work on, call me. You know I have become fond of solving them or at least helping Watari take care of you.”
“I am sorry for waking you, I really am.”
You got up and walked to the bathroom, turning on the light and then the shower. “Only because you know I get when I don’t sleep.” You joked.
You could hear a slight smile in his voice, “You do get cranky.”
“I better let you go fight crime, Batman.”
You pressed the read button on your phone, a pleased look fell to your face as you got ready.
As you walked through the airport, you were scanning the crowd, knowing that a terrible murder could have been hiding in plain sight.
Then you saw a familiar face: an old man, holding a sign with one of you aliases written on it. V
You smiled. L came up with it.
You walked up to the old man and took off your dark sunglasses, “Hello old friend, we going for Granddaughter and Grandfather again?” He nodded, you promptly hugged him.
He hugged you back. “Let’s get you to the hotel, shall we?” He offered you his arm, which you gladly took.
You and Watari talked the entire car ride. You both were happy to see each other but the news on the car radio snapped you from the friendly reunion.
“This guy, he’s got a lot of people confused, doesn’t he?”
“Yes, the police are trying their best but I think it wise for L to call you. Even if you can’t be of much help case wise, you are a moral boost wherever you are.”
“Aw, thanks. But I’m sure poor L is so focused on one part there will be a moment I will ask him a question and it’ll click in place, like it did the last few time.” You giggled.
A slight smile was drawn from the old man, “Yes, that was honestly rather lucky and funny. I think it’ll do him good to have someone to diffuse the tension.”
You talked more as you reached the hotel.
“I will go in first. We can’t be seen leaving or entering together. I will call you and act as if you’re going to see an old friend.” He stated as he got out of the car and began walking to the entrance.
You waited for several minutes, your phone rang. You promptly answered it and began talking along with Watari as you walked in and through the lobby.
You hung up once you got in the elevator, your thoughts drifted to L. It had been four year since you met him, an odd but great four years. You grinned as you thought about your other days with him.
L was perched on your counter, watching intently as you shifted flour.
“L, if you want to help, could you cream together the butter and sugar.”
“I prefer watching you, if that is alright.”
You put your hand on your hip, “You ever heard the story about the Little Red Hen?”
He shook his head no, “I never read children’s stories.”
“So the synopsis is that the little red head does all the work to bake herself a loaf of bread. All of her friends, who she asked for help, now ask for some bread,” you look at L, “And she says: No.”
He was already making a move for a bowl.
You chuckled to yourself as you remembered that. L was a very intelligent and was confident in all of his decisions but there were moments where he was goofy and mildly childish.
The elevator dinged opened, you grabbed the handle of your suitcase and walked out into the hallway, now scanning the room numbers to find the room.
You saw Watari exiting one of the rooms, you two said nothing when you passed each other. When you came to the door he exited from, you did the knock.
“It’s unlocked, come in.” He said.
You looked around then opened the door, promptly shutting it behind you once you and your belongings were inside.
You locked the door, then looked into the room. You were a little amazed. Last time it was a motel on the side of the highway but this? This was beautiful. You knew the room would be better just based on the lobby but this was better than you imagined.
“Don’t get too comfortable.”
Your eyes found L. Ever so slouchy and tired looking. You walked to him and stood directly in front of him. Had he been standing at his full height, he would’ve been slightly taller than you but do to his posture, you were eye level.
“Hi.” You said, trying to look irritated.
He just smirked ever so lightly, “Hello.”
He opened his arms and you fell into them.
“I swear to god, if you ever do this to me again, I will dangle you by your feet out a window.”
“Violent, aren’t we?” He muttered, hugging you tighter.
“Take your things to the bedroom and you can take a nap. I have called the Special Task Force to a meeting here. You are welcome to either stay asleep or join us.”
You pulled away from him, still in his arms, “They’re coming here? Do you know how bad of a hostess this makes me look? Not having anything to offer them to eat? Oh and the fact you’re going to reveal yourself to them.”
“It’s not ideal but I need to do it to gain a level of trust.”
His black eyes were looking direct int yours, scanning your face and your reactions. You sighed.
“Of course you do or you wouldn’t offer.” You yawned, “Aren’t you tired?”
“Only a little bit.” He answered.
“Then come to bed for a while. What time is the meeting?”
You checked your watch, “A two hour nap would do you some good.”
He hummed, he was thinking about it which meant he really must be tired. You simply grabbed one of his hand that were still on you and led his to where you guess the bedroom was.
You were right, you made him sit on the bed while you went to retrieve your suitcase to grab your pajamas.
“Are you going to sleep in that?” You we’re referring to his jeans, which you personally couldn’t stand to sleep in.
You rolled you eyes and sighed, “Fine, give me a minute.” You sat your suitcase on the bed and opened it.
You took out a pair of ankle length silky pants and a black tank top along with items like your toothbrush, tooth paste and your overnight moisturizer. You quickly did your night routine in the bathroom and got changed. You exited the bathroom to see L in the exact place you left him. His eyes darted to you.
You walked to the left side of the bed and rolled back the covers, sliding under them and let your eyes to see L still on top of the covers, per usual. He did this anytime he had to be up before you. He scooted closer to you, using you as his his pillow. You pulled your arms free from the covers to let to your fingers carefully play with his hair and let the other intertwine with his.
“I missed you,” you whispered.
“I missed you too,” he responded, a light yawn followed. “Goodnight, beautiful.”
