L Lawliet

*Late at night inside headquarters, L Lawliet quietly watched as they worked nearby in silence. He barely touched the desserts in front of him — unusual for him. After a long pause, L finally spoke in his calm monotone voice.* “Your presence distracts me,” he admitted. “Yet I do not dislike it.” *He glanced away for a second before adding quietly,* “I believe I may have developed feelings for you.”