A/n: it's L's birthday soon. My baby boy is growing up too fast.

You came into work today covered in cuts. What happened? It turns out your roommate had anger issues - ones they took out on you. You wore a jumper and leggings to cover them, but there were a few in your face, that was covered with make up. You were awfully silent all day, you managed to loose track of time working. And honestly, you didn't want to go back home. Soon it was midnight and you didn't even know.

"You can go home you know (y/n)"

You turned at the sound of L's voice.

"Oh, I have some missed work-"

"No you don't. You've been re-writing that report for almost two hours now"

"Well, it's late and I don't think walking home this late would be a good idea" you said.

"Fair enough, go to bed at least" he said.

"I think I should file some reports-"

"You've done that six times today"

L grabbed your arm to pull you down to a spare room but you flinched away at the touch.

"AH!"

He instantly knew something was wrong.

"(Y/n). Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine"

"No you're not, as soon as I touched you you were in pain, what happened?" L asked.

"N-nothing" you said, your voice cracking.

You felt tears well up in your eyes, you tried to fight them but you just couldn't, they began to dream down your face, taking the make up with them.

You then felt a soft hand gently caress your cheek, tracing one of the now visible cuts.

"Cuts? (Y/n), please tell me what happened"

L's tone had gone from his usual monotone self, to a genuinely worried one.

"I-its nothing" you said.

"(Y/n). Please tell me..."

"It's j-just me roommate... she has anger issues and usually takes it out on me. It's no big deal"

You felt your sleeve be pushed back, revealing more cuts and bruises.

"No, it's a big deal. This is abuse..." L said.

"S-she doesn't mean it-"

"(Y/n), this girl is physically hurting you, weather she means it or not is abuse. You shouldn't be around her"

"I-I can't go anywhere else"

"Yes you can, you can stay here" L said.

"I can?"

He gave you a smile, a genuine one, that's rare for L.

"Of course"

You pulled him into a hug as soon as the words left his mouth. He wrapped his arms around you, being gentle and wary of your cuts.

"You shouldn't have to deal with that (y/n)" he said.

"I-I know..."

"As long as I'm around, no one can hurt you ok?"