My Own Impossible: Death Note

Accepting Fate

I remembered before going to bed tieing my hair up because of all the sweat running from my neck.

I had gotten used to my anime body and hair, and my hair was probably my favourite part.

I always thought the anime girls had really cute hair, and I wanted to try it out. So I did the typical...well...basically how it is in the picture.

Just a bit messier considering I had no idea what I was doing.

But anyway, all I remember was drifting asleep.

I had forgot my sleepwalking habit, I was just too sleepy.

The next thing I remember was waking up in bed.

I was about to go back to sleep when I noticed my bed felt different.

That was because it was not my bed.

I turned my head to the left and noticed these new white frames. I turned to my right utterly confused.

There was a chair next to the bed. It reminded me of when I got here, and Watari sat there until my panic attack settled down.

Except Watari was not sitting in that chair, it was L.

I know noticed I was in his bedroom, sleeping on his bed, while L was sound asleep crouching in the chair, his head bent down to rest his head. His head nearly made contact with my legs.

I pulled the covers off me and observed L.

...why on earth did he let me sleep on his bed..?

And why was he in a chair?

I was honestly a bit too confused, but the worst part was that I felt way too selfish to wake him up and ask him.

I got out of bed as slowly as I could, trying not to wake him up. I noticed the window I came from, it seemed L did not patch it up.

I wonder why...

L looked so peaceful, despite his uncomfortable position, I grabbed him using both hands by under his arms, and gently laid him in his bed.

I lifted his legs onto the bed, and tucked him in.

He  looked so cute, his mouth slightly open and his hair statically away from his forehead.

That was when I noticed his outfit.

He wore simple jeans, and a short sleeved top.

Come to think of it, he wore that everyday..

He was even wearing it now.

I breathed out guiltily for putting him to this trouble, even though I was not entirely sure why..

So I pulled the chair closer to the bed, and crouched in it too.

I looked behind me to the window, making it quite cold in here..it illuminated the room with the paint of the moons light.

Making this particular part of the house, that tad bit more special.

I looked back to L's sleeping eyes while undoing my stupid hair braid things.

It hurt a bit, my hair simply fell into a simple and messy position.

It was silly to think I could look or be this cool anime girl..

I was not special. I was not a lucky case.

I just ended up in a bad and trapped situation...something I don't know how to get out off..

I took a deep breath and looked at L's sleeping body. He looked tierd.

I bent my head down and simply accepted that there was no way I could get out of this. This was my new life.