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L jumped, slightly startled as music suddenly started blasting. Looking up from his computer screen; his eyes slowly adjusting so he could see in the dark room after he had been staring at a bright screen for hours. Nobody should have been at headquarters except [y/n], and she went to her room hours ago. "Look into the light, the words standing out, the disco ball is going around, I say 'Nooo' I say 'Ohh'," His eyes focused on your dancing figure as you swung your hips and slowly made your way towards him. He swiveled his chair around to stare at you.

"[y/n], what are you doing?" He blinked owlishly at you as you stopped in front of him. Ignoring his question, you continued singing and dancing.

"I think about you, can't dream without you, I always want more~" L's eyes widened slightly as you quickly squatted on the floor and slowly wiggled your way back up in front of him.

"Trance to the dance tune, under a full moon, and a reason to~" Forcing his knees down so that he was sitting somewhat normally, you sat on his lap. His breathing hitched slightly as you grinded against him slightly while you tried to get comfortable. "I think you know tonight's the night I'm gonna touch you, taste you, tease you, show you, what I've been waiting for; yeah, yeah~" Turning to face L, you straddled him. He just stared at you with a blank face as you continued to serenade him.

"[y/n]," he suddenly said, "what is the meaning of this?" Sighing, you stood up and walked back to the stereo you had placed on a desk and turned off the music. All the while, L stared intensely at you and you knew he had to be analyzing every move you made.

"Well, Ryuuzaki, I was in my room and I was listening to this song," he cocked his head slightly to the side. "And I felt like dancing." you explained.

"You dance quite well," L murmured while chewing on his thumb nail, and turned back to his computer screen.

Sighing in resignation, you grabbed the stereo and stomped back to your room.