"I swear to god if you don't stop this shit right now-" Light complained, shoving B away from him for the umpteenth time.
"There'll be a satanic wig?" Beyond supplied helpfully, glaring up at the ceiling.
"Huh? What are you on about?"
"You know. Hell toupee."
"Dear god, you're so incredibly fucking creepy, I don't even know -" Light moaned, burying his face into the flowery pillows.
"You know you love it," Beyond smirked, trying yet again to initiate sex with the other. He rubbed his pale hand up and down the college student's stomach, eventually letting it slide under his sleeping shirt.
"Are you gonna ask for permission? Or did you give up on that already?" Light snarled, shoving the hand away. "This is sort of rude."
"Permission is assumed when I got a boner, you know."
Light's mouth fell open comically at the other's crudeness.
"I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit a better comeback than that, you know," Beyond mumbled, rolling over so he was lying on top of Light.
Without further ado, he pressed his lips to the others, initiating a slow kiss.
Light would have none of it, though. He knew that if he let the other have his way now, he'd end up on the receiving end again. And that was not something he particularly enjoyed.
Light had noticed that lately, Beyond had become somewhat clingy. And he doubted that this happened all on his own without second thoughts. There was something the psycho wanted, he was sure of it.
"Seriously, you rejecting me like this, makes me feel really bad!" Beyond cooed is a mock-sad voice while he pouted. "Beyond bad! Pun intended."
"What would make you feel better, then?"
"You can't smoke in my room. I already told you that," Light tapped his nose in annoyance whilst his other hand stroked over Beyond's back slowly. "Anything else that would make you feel better?"
"Oh dear god, will you stop it?! We just had sex an hour ago. This is getting out of hand."
"I wish it were," the raven haired man cackled, his whole body shaking with his laughter, causing Light to flinch slightly and shove the other off him yet again.
"You know that after sex you always look a lot younger?" Beyond mused absent-mindedly running a strand of Light's hair through his long fingers.
"Well, gee, thank you captain pedo," Light replied, raising an eyebrow. "You can tell me these things when I'm forty."
Beyond merely smiled at the reply, turning to his side so he was facing Light. He carefully leaned up on one elbow, placing his face in the palm of his hand before replying, "I probably won't know you when you're forty. Unless we're married. Then I'm gonna be telling you all sorts of lies."
"I never knew insane people could be so hilariously entertaining," Light chucked as he pressed his lips to Beyond's briefly. "Either way, we gotta head down to headquarters now."
"Did L move again? Because I sort of liked the other hotel room."
"Yeah, he did. And he said we had to spend the night there, today," Light replied, grinning quietly to himself. "I'm calling top bunk."
"Whatever. Just don't fart in my eyes," Beyond replied, agilely jumping out of bed.
Light felt beyond weird sitting in between L and BB. They resembled each other so much, which was more due to Beyond's creepy obsession than nature, but whatever, and they had the exact same habits.
His eyes widened when Beyond rolled his chair over to him and held his face close to his own, taking a big whiff.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Whether you still smelled like...you know," Beyond waggled his eyebrows suggestively, grinning.
"Seriously, what's wrong with you?"
"So many things."
"You two are sort of retarded...," L supplied, his wide eyes still fixed on the screen of his laptop.
"I know you are but what am I?!" Beyond screeched, leaning over Light to glare at the detective intensely.
"More retarded," L deadpanned, ignoring it when Beyond toppled off Light in rage, uttering a stream of curses before he finally made contact with the floor.
Light rolled his eyes at the hateful relationship L and Beyond shared. He was getting slightly tired of it. He decided to change topics to avoid further subtle insults being thrown back and forth. "You sure picked a small hotel room this time, Ryuuzaki."
"That's true. There's barely enough seats as it is. Where are we gonna put Matsuda when he arrives?" Chief Yagami demanded, carefully avoiding his son's eyes.
"I hear live people go for quite a bit on the black market," Beyond supplied, shrugging.
Getting tired of sitting on the floor he held a hand out to Light, successfully pulling him down on the floor beside him and taking his seat.
"Care to help me up, asshole?!"
Without changing his expression, Beyond reached down and grabbed at Light's crotch.
He quite enjoyed the murderous glares chief Yagami threw at him when he did anything with his son.
"That's not helping me up," Light complained, pushing himself into a sitting position.
"Yeah. But it's helping me up," Beyond smirked, throwing a quick glance at Soichiro Yagami's beet red face.
"Why, thank you."
"Could we get back to working the ca-"
"Hi everyone, I'm here! Sorry I'm late!" Matsuda exclaimed as he threw open the door.
"So, where did I put that note with the black market guy's number..."
"Can't breathe-!" Light gasped while beyond continued to choke him, straddling his midsection.
"You and your needs...," Beyond dropped his hands from Light's neck and leaned down to lick the bruises he'd left. "It's your own damn fault, anyway."
"How so?" Light panted whilst Beyond sneaked a quick hand into his boxershorts. The college student barely suppressed a moan whilst BB cackled to himself quietly.
"For pointing out in front of everyone that my fly was open," Beyond snarled, biting down on the brunette's collarbone. "That was uncalled for. And embarassing."
"Sure and you claiming you were only 'advertizing' wasn't awkward as hell or what?!"
"Shut the fuck up, pretty boy," Beyond growled, slowly peeling the boxers off his alleged boyfriend.