![]() Contrasted with his childhood of independent studies, Wammy House was much more progressive. While not as bad as the United States in the conservative 1950s or the 1980s worldwide AIDs crisis, Japan was still lagging behind more liberal Nordic epicurean countries. Facts, and not particularly good ones, about homosexuality in Japan, especially post westernization in the late 1800s of the island nation, barraged him. Light’s downcast eyes prompted information to seep into his usable memory. L wished, in that moment, he could recant what he had said. Even Wammy had nothing to contribute, no helpful text on his screen to maneuver himself out of the awkward silence he had created. L met Light’s gaze, or rather the top of Light’s eyelid as his eyes and face were tilted downward. This time, L was able to keep his traitorous thoughts shielded in the privacy of his mind. A sheepish Matsuda waved L’s gaze away as he knelt to clean up the spilt coffee he had been pouring. Silence descended, keypads stopped clicking reports stopped rustling, until a quiet dribble from the far corner of the room. A thought L had not quite realized he said aloud to a room of Japanese middle aged men. “Light-kun is gay.” It wasn’t a question, so much as a thought turned verbal. His thoughts were moving faster than logic, faster than the hard practiced social niceties he tried to adopt for the comfort of the detective team. When the feminine body didn’t, ah, tantalize him, L had tried the opposite. Before realizing his personal preferences, L had definitely had his experience with those types of magazines, trying and failing to see what was so scintillating about pornography. Very very vanilla even for a Japanese 17 year old… And L, with his eidetic memory, distinctly remembered the lack of, well, interest on the boy’s face. L resisted the urge to give into the mirth bubbling in his throat as his mind supplied a photogenic image of Yagami Soichiro’s appalled countenance as he realized Light, his perfect son, perusing mildly explicit content. L’s mental query drudged up memories of months ago to the time he had been recording the activities of the Yagami household. He was very formal before, but this, L was wary to use the term: different, Light was much more familiar, and not quite as platonic, as a Japanese friendship between two males warranted. Little things, like the upwards tilt of his lips, a smile quirking out at something L said, the lack of protest about sharing a bed or potentially seeing each other in a more intimate manner than either would like… Unlike… Light, before his admission seemed to keep L at a polite distance, even taking into Light’s Japanese cultural upbringing. Today, L’s thoughts kept circling back to the surprisingly affectionate way Light seemed to interact with him even though he was handcuffed and suspect to constant scrutiny. Various facets of Light’s personality before and during incarceration and post faux execution swirled in a chaotic maelstrom. Much like another day spent in tedium and monotony, and failing to cajole any information on the third Kira, whilst chained to Yagami Light, L found himself deep in pondering about his main Kira suspect. Oh, its 2022 and I don’t believe same sex marriage is even legal in Japan. Tl dr: Look, I love my fluffy yaoi goodness, LxLight ftw, but we’re writing the dank semi miserable real world now, because I has a dank miserable real world kind of day. Age of majority in Japan, until this (2022) year had been 20,so even though Light is in university, he’s still technically a minor. Also change happens at the rate of molasses spilling. The consensus is people are more similar than not, so conforming with your ‘group’-whether school, club, home, or work-is the ideal. It’s about maintaining harmony in their collective culture. When it comes to harassment about sexuality or gender identity issues, Japan is relatively neutral, but, as a generalization, a Japanese citizen doesn’t want to discuss such intimate things. The temper tantrum part insists, as much as this author lover her some Lawlight, it would never ever happen in 2004 Japan. A/N: so this is kind of half a temper tantrum and half, I wanted to write a Light is gay fic, but actually realistic for its time period.
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