Will You Marry Me?

"L ... please, you have to talk to me if something is bothering you. I can't read minds. I don't know what's in your heart if you don't tell me." London finally stopped wiping L's tears because the tears didn't stop dripping. He pulled L into his arms. "I'm sorry I didn't understand your point of view. I just wanted to make you happy ... but I didn't ask you if everything I did for you was what you want or not."

"I'm also sorry if you feel that I don't appreciate what you have done for me. I do appreciate them ... but sometimes I hope you will give me a little freedom to build my own career." L responded to his words by wrapping her arms around and hugged London's waist. "I have never relied on anyone else before, and it is hard for me to suddenly accept the presence of a Santa Claus who grants all my wishes and showered me with various conveniences ... I'm not like you who is used to getting everything you want in life..."