Would you do light yagami x female reader hurt comfort like she knows about the death note but she's worried about him and he kinda snaps at her and she leaves but then he apologizes and they cuddle ? Mb for explaining it horribly
⎠â masterlist đ⨞đ˘Ö´ŕť :: word count: 1666 ! illiâs notez: you didnât explain it horribly at all!! thank you for the request, and i hope you like the fic :3!
When you came over to Lightâs house after school youâd expected to watch a movie, eat some snacks, maybe even lie together in his bed and simply soak up each otherâs presence, but instead you were stuck on his lap, snug in between his arms as he wrote down names onto the semi-filled pages of the Death Note.
To think he wouldâve wanted to actually spend time with youâhis girlfriendâinstead of murdering criminals. What an outrageous idea,huh? Heâd only found the thing a few days ago and yet it seemed like he was already paying more attention to this notebook of death rather than he ever had you.
It scared you more than interested you. The possibility of getting caught, of someone dragging Light away from you. Would you be considered an accomplice? The thought spiked your anxiety, a slight sweat forming in your palms as you fidgeted with your uniformâs skirt. Light had been your everything for as long as you could rememberâthe kind boy with pretty eyes and the best grades in the school. You couldnât even believe the fact that he accepted your confession back in freshmen year, it seemed like decades ago nowâyou were practically babies back then. It would kill you if you were to wake up without him gone. In jail or worse.
âWhy are you so fidgety today? Thatâs unlike you.â His voice was calm and smooth, the grip on his pen unwavering, the precision in his handwriting absolutely perfect.
âIâm just a bit cold, thatâs all.â You murmured, lying through your teeth as you leaned back into his chest, attempting to hide your facial expression from his line of sight.
âDonât lie. I can feel your thighs burningâeven through my pants.â He replied, a small yet noticeable hint of annoyance in his tone now. âWhatâs wrong?â
âI just..I thought we could hang out together like you said.â
âArenât we? Weâre both togetherâŚhanging out.â
You frowned, looking down at the floor as your fingers curled around the hem of your dress. âYou know what I mean, Light.â
âWhat are you saying?â He practically scoffed, setting down his pen before tilting his head to look at you.
When you said nothing in response and heard his little inhaleâyou knew you were pushing his limits. Even without the intention to. It seemed like every little thing you did was wrong or annoying or stupid, you were walking on eggshells around him. Around someone you loved so much.
âLook at me when Iâm talking to you. Itâs rude.â
You slowly looked over at him, eyes slightly wateryâGod, you couldnât even help it, couldnât even stop it from glassing over your eyes. You hated how helpless you felt, how pathetic you looked to him.
âWhatâs wrong, baby?â
âIâm scared.â You blurted out, swallowing hard as you noticed his confused yet slightly bored expression.
âWhat are you scared of? Of me?â
âNoâno, itâs not you. Iâm scared of whatâll happen. Iâm worried about you. I donâtâI donât even want to imagine what would happen if you were to get caughtââ
âIâŚwhat?â You were speechless. Not once had Light ever spoken to you in such a degrading way. Shut up? That phrase didnât seem to be in his vocabulary. Or so you thought.
âYouâre thinking small. This mindset of yoursâitâs whats keeping me behind. Itâs useless to think that way, in fact itâs out right disrespectful for my own girlfriend to think Iâd be stupid enough to get caught.â
Your lower lip began to quiver, entire body freezing in his hold as he continued to speak. Setting him back? Stupid? What was wrong with him? Couldnât he see you cared so deeply for him and loved him with every single part of yourself that you couldnât even stand the thought of never seeing him again? That you were so worriedâthe only way you could get it out was through your tears?
ââŚIâm afraid of losing you. Terrified of never seeing the one person I love more than myself, andâŚIâm disrespectful.?â You whimpered, a singular, fat teardrop rolling down your cheek, dribbling down before falling onto your shirt, disappearing just like that.
âYouâve changed, Light.â You sniffled, hopping up from his lap before he could see your already ruined face. âYou wouldâve never said this to me. Never.â
You turned to face away from him, legs shaking as you struggled to even stand up.
âIâm going home.â You stated, wiping your eyes with the sleeves of your cardigan. âIâŚI donât want to be here anymore.â
âYouâŚyouâre being irrational. I was just being honestââ Light stood up, trying to stop you, but you were already at the door.
âHonest? You were being honest?â You sighed, looking down at the floor. âThereâs a difference between being honest and being degrading.â
âYouâre mean, Light. You were being mean.â And with that, you left, and you didnât stop walking until you were back at your own houseâempty as always. It was a contributing factor to why you spent so much time at Lightâs. When nobodyâs there, you can hear yourself thinkâand thatâs good. Sometimes. But most of the time you just canât stop, and you canât turn yourself off. It getâs so much you can barely keep yourself from going insane. The Death Note, killing peopleâhow long until he kills someone innocent? How long until heâs caught?
You let your tears fall freely as you slowly walked up into your bedroom, immediately falling into the comfort of your mattress. Your arms wrapped around your pillow, your cheek warming the soft cotton.
You just wanted him to be safe. Why couldnât it be like before? Before he found the notebook? He wasâŚnicer. Patient, less snappy,âit seemed as if his temper was hanging on a thread nowadays, making it practically impossible to talk to him without the slight fear you would upset him. No one should be afraid to speak to their boyfriend.
With your eyes weighing heavy and body finally relaxing you sniffled your way to sleep, curling your fingers around your pillow as if it could bring you some true ease.
You didnât realize how long youâd really been lost in your dreams, blissfully unconscious until you heard the sound of silverware clinking together. Your parents couldnât be home yet, and the possibility of a robbery made you squeeze your hands around your blanket.
âBe calmâŚitâs probably..the wind?â You didnât even sound sure to yourself, your shaky voice convincing absolutely no one.
You carefully slid back on your school shoes, grabbing a nearby book on your bed side table for defense. A book could totally blind emâŚ
With tentative steps you made your way downstairs, holding the novel to your chestâas quiet as a mouse.
You expected some stranger to be there, stashing all your valuables into his bag, and that mightâve been better than who you did see. Light Yagamiâstanding in your kitchen with two takeout bags in front of him.
âYou were sleeping, I didnât want to disturb you.â He spoke, noticing your grip on the book and the slightly sleepy yet alert look on your face.
âI..Iâm not going to yell at you again. In fact, Iâm here because of that. CouldâŚcould you come down here please?â
You swallowed hard, making your way down the rest of the stairs before tossing the book onto the sofa. You walked over to him with your arms crossed, a hurt pout crossing your features.
He sighed, taking a step closer to you. âIâm extremely sorry for what I said.. The notebookâs been a heavy thing to carry along with me and Iâve just been taking it out on you, when thatâs really the last thing I should be doing.â He murmured, gently placing his hands on your waist, a faint smile tugging the corners of his lips the moment you dropped your arms.
âWhy canât you abandon it then? CanâŚcan we go back to the way we were before?â
Light let out a deep sigh, squeezing your sides as if it were a warning. âYou know I canât do that.â
It was worth a shot you supposed.
âDonât look so sad. I brought over some food, and this time we can watch whatever movie you want? Thatâs what you wanted right?â
You nodded your head, a tiny frown still adorning your lips. âMhm.â
âGo sit on the sofa, Iâll bring over the food.â
âHm.â You hummed, walking back over into your living room, flopping down onto the sofa, tucking your legs beneath yourself as you grabbed the TVâs remote.
Light walked over with the bags in hand, sitting down beside you before beginning to open them.
âCould we watch Tangled?â
âWhatever you want.â He smiled, placing paper containers of rice, noodles, dumplings, and other foods onto the table.
âCouldâŚcould we just sit together and then eat for the second half of the movie..?â You spoke, eager to cuddle next to him. A pillow could never replace his warmth, no matter how hard you wanted it to.
âThe food will get coldââ
âPlease, Light.â You whispered, already moving closer, both your arms wrapping around his one.
He looked over at you, that pleading little look breaking his resolve almost completely.
You smiled for the first time since heâd gotten there, instantly crawling into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. âYouâre like a spider.â He commented, but you paid absolutely no mind, clicking play on the movie.
âYouâre hiding things from me now?â He chuckled, gently kissing your forehead.
âI can keep secrets too.â You replied, earning a smile from him.
âAhah..funny. Movieâs starting now.â He mumbled, keeping his hand on your lower backâhis other on your thighs. You could remember the first time he held you like this. After youâd gotten hurt back in freshmen year and he carried you like this all the way to the infirmary. At least the Light you knew wasnât completely gone. Yet.
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