#dthnte

You don't have to do anything special to say hi to me, my liege; Honestly you can just throw yourself into my dms and I'll welcome you w open arms!! Or if u want me to hit you up just lmk!! I assure u I'm not scary

             the   words   almost   make   him   want   to   laugh   ,    an    itch   in   his   throat   that   he   swallows   down   .     she   is   as    foolish   as   he   had   thought   her   to    be    if    she    thinks    he’ll   ever   be   one   -    hundred   percent   open   with   her   .    no   ,    she’ll    only    know   the   details   that   he   finds   useful    enough   for   her   to   know   .    keeping   her   at   arm’s   length   for   his   own   gain   .    she   is   more   powerful   than   him    considering   the   eyes   she   possesses    -----    a   fact   that   he   hates   to   admit   to   himself   .     he   does   need   her   for   now    ,     but   that   doesn’t   mean   she   needs  to   know   everything   .    “   if   there’s   something   you   need   to   know    ,    i’ll    tell   you   .     you   don’t   have   to   try   so   hard   .    “

          his pupils follow the words of the exam book in front of him . head resting firmly on the back of his hand , he studies the pages until hearing the loud chirping from the blonde idol . his eyes shut in slight annoyance before they open and shift over to look at her . ❛ parfait ? ❜ a sigh escapes between his lips as he shuts the door and pushes it back further on the desk . i guess going along with misa ' s silly little couple dates will help keep L from second guessing if the two are of any suspicion towards the Kira case . ❛ yeah , lets go . ❜ standing up from his desk , light grab his student jacket and slid it on over his shoulders and began buttoning it up .

and he doesn’t know how to break it to misa that no one took his smile. it’s just that he doesn’t smile very much to begin with. she’s sitting on his lap, with her face way too close to his. strange, how that’s become so commonplace. awkwardly, light rests his elbows on the armrests of the chair. “that’s something you don’t understand, misa.” he takes the opportunity to lecture her, relishing just barely in the artificial sense of superiority. “people hurt each other all the time for petty reasons. but that’s just part of being human. the real rotten ones, the ones who deserve to die, are people who don’t respect the law and therefore don’t respect others. you shouldn’t be so emotional about this sort of thing. it’s important that we don’t kill anyone unnecessary.” slowly, as if the action pains him, he lifts a hand and grips misa’s chin, angling her face up so he can stare into her big eyes. “do you understand?”

“ ... okay.” what else is he supposed to say? that he does trust her already? she’d squeal with delight and give him a headache. no, it’s better for her to feel like she has work to do. she’ll be more obedient that way. “i expect you to do your best.”