RECONNECTED // L. Lawliet x Reader ((COMPLETED))

A few days had passed since the last text L sent you. You didn't think much of it at the time, and continued to let every day slowly pass, thinking of nothing but him. You just had to hope he was ok.

Just as you're thinking of this, you hear a slow knock on the door, making you look upward. Upon opening it, your hopes flutter as you see Matsuda standing before you.

"Oh! Matsuda! How are you?"

You ask happily as you open the door fully, and immediately take him for a quick hug.

"By any chance is L with you? How is he doing?Can I see him?"

You immediately chirp after, and he takes a deep breath before sighing.

"No...he's not here."

He says, and you tilt your head.

"Is something wrong?"

You ask, and he takes a moment before turning toward you.

"... Ayumi....I was sent here to inform you that....Riyuzaki....he died last night at the hands of Kira."

"W-What?"

You ask, slightly stunned, and not quite processing what he just said.

"Somehow Kira finally got him. He had a heart attack and lost his life only moments later. Watari....was taken too."

He continues, and your eyes well up with tears before you look up again.

"N-no! That isn't true!"

You accidentally snap, and he looks to the floor before sighing.

"I wish I could tell you it wasn't."

He says, and you shake your head.

"I-It can't be! L was completely anonymous, nobody knew his name!"

You almost yell, and immediately take out your cellphone, speed dialling your boyfriend.

"Pick up please....please...."

"The client you are trying to reach is unavailable at this moment. Please try again later."

"No...no no no no..."

You say through your teeth, dialling again.

Same thing.

"P-please..."

You say between held back sobs, and Matsuda grabs your wrist before you can try again.

"It's no use Ayumi! He's....He's gone."

He says, and you struggle in his grip for a second, but soon after just break down into a sobbing mess, dropping your phone.

"I'm sorry."

He says, and lowers with you to the ground as your knees give out.

"He...he can't be dead, he promised me he would..."

You start to stammer, but break down again in the middle of your sentence.