The Alchemists

"I'm sorry for being inconsistent... Really, I didn't mean it..." L looked at London with a pleading look.

"But you always did it. I really don't know what you really want..." London uttered with a mixed expression. L had never seen him so disheartened like today. Guilt slowly crept in her heart.

"I'm also tired of this situation, but please... you said we don't have to discuss this topic for two days, right?" L continued. "I can't always do what I want... I also have to fight with myself. I can't explain it to you... it's too long of a story, and if we discuss it, I'm sure we'll only argue again..."

"What are you not telling me, L? If I don't know anything, how am I supposed to help you?" London asked. He was getting desperate.

He remembered asking his younger brother to make a translator machine for women's cry, but Rune said countless scientists had tried to since centuries ago, and until now, nothing had worked.

He often had to pull his hair when he thought about L's annoying and inconsistent attitude like today.

"I don't want to discuss it now..." L answered softly. "I don't want to argue with you. If you force me to tell you who I am and why I do this and that, then you also have to tell me about the various things that you've hidden from me. About your relationship with the mafia group, about how you monitored me and installed a camera in our apartment, about your suspicious departure to Singapore... "

London suddenly felt his back turn cold. He wasn't willing to discuss them all. He was afraid that L would become stressed and it would worsen her condition. Therefore, he hurriedly nodded. "I also don't want to discuss it now..."

"I agree with you. Let's forget what happened and make peace. For these two days, I don't want to argue with you. It's not good for Lily." This time, L didn't wipe the tears dripping down her cheeks. "Also... if I die because of childbirth, I don't want you to remember me as a girl who sucks and always pisses you off..."

London hurriedly approached L and sat on the side of the bed. He put his hand on her lips and shook his head. "Sssh... I don't want to hear you mention those words."

He knew the possibility of that happening was very large. It was 50% if L took the medicine from Lauriel and the drug can indeed treat her, if not... then she won't survive. Without the medicine from Lauriel, L's chance of survival if she were to be forced to give birth to her baby was close to zero.

He forbade anyone from telling L about it, but he couldn't prevent L from thinking about it herself. The girl knew her body well.

If her illness didn't relapse, she would be able to be aided in giving birth normally with safety, but her condition was now too weak and her baby couldn't wait any longer.

"I'm not a fool, Killian," L quietly uttered. "I can guess what will happen... I'm just being realistic."

"I won't allow you to talk about death. If you do, I'll leave." London finally stood up and was about to leave L. The atmosphere had become too heavy for him.

But L had pulled his hand.

"Please don't leave..." the girl said half-pleading. "Just two days? You said we shouldn't fight for two days. I agree. I agree. You're right. I'm sorry for being unreasonable. I'll change. Just two days."

London sat back on the side of the bed and looked at L. He could see the sincerity in her eyes. Finally, he nodded.

"All right, for these two days, I want us to be kind to each other," he said later.

"I promise." L showed her pinky finger and smiled.

Heesh, London was really weak-hearted. He couldn't take it when L gave him her rare smile. He hooked his pinkie to L's. "I promise too."

"Hmm... you said you haven't slept yet, right? Try lowering this bed's level. If I'm not mistaken, it's the button on the left here..." L then wiped her tears and told London to reset her bed level. Obediently, the young man did it.

"Done," he said when he finished. Seeing the big bed was and how L only took one side with a wide empty space next to her, he could immediately feel the palpitations in his c.h.e.s.t. "Then?"

L stared at him with a look as if to say, 'Are you stupid? Didn't you say you're going to sleep? This bed is so big, so you can sleep next to me!'

But because they had promised to be nice to each other, L tried to smile and patted the left side of the bed and said in a soft voice, "Just sleep here. The bed is quite soft, really."

For a few seconds, London was rooted in his place. He guessed right. But earlier, he didn't dare to believe his own hearing. L told him to lie down to sleep beside her! And her attitude also became sweet!

L took a deep breath seeing London not moving. In her heart, she was complaining about how slow he processed his thoughts, but her lips didn't say anything.

"Not sleepy anymore?" She asked with a smile.

"Eh, yeah, I'm really sleepy..." London hurriedly answered. He didn't want L to change her mind again.

He took off his shoes and loosened his belt then unbuttoned his shirt so he could sleep more comfortably, and then immediately climbed into the bed, lying beside L.

As a gentleman, he kept his distance and deliberately didn't touch L's body. His body looked tense as he closed his eyes and tried to sleep.

L turned and looked at London, who was lying beside her. She could only shake her head. She knew the young man couldn't sleep.

With a thin smile, L finally left London like that. She was sure that this sleeping pose of his wouldn't last long.

L wasn't stupid. Her guess was correct. Ten minutes later, London, who was pretending to be fast asleep, moved as if he involuntarily approached L's body.

The girl just rolled her eyes and held back her laughter.

Two minutes later, London turned around and his hands 'involuntarily' swung around and hugged L's stomach, which was now pressed against his body.

L rolled her eyes again, but she wasn't angry at all. She touched the young man's hand and held it, then closed her eyes.

L pretended not to hear the young man's heart beating faster and faster and he panted. She pulled London's hand and held it to her c.h.e.s.t.

Ugh... London, who was pretending to be asleep, could only bite his lips when he felt his hand touch her soft b.r.e.a.s.ts. He had to use every bit of his sanity to not move his hand and squeeze those peaks.

They had just made peace and promised to be good with each other for the next two days. He didn't want L to get a reason to be angry with him again.

L was sick and Lily was in a critical condition. Now wasn't the time to think such perverted thoughts…! he continued to scold himself.

London knew that his attempt to sleep had been in vain. He could only curse in his heart.

"Sorry if I made you unable to sleep..." London suddenly heard L's voice in the middle of the silence between them. London held his breath at her words. He realized that L had realized that he couldn't sleep.

"Umm... it's okay," he answered awkwardly.

They didn't say anything more. L continued to hold London's hand on her c.h.e.s.t and the comfort she received from the young man relaxed her, and she finally fell asleep.

L's regular breathing and her slow heartbeat in a beautiful rhythm to London's ears finally succeeded in hypnotizing the young man after half an hour, and he also fell asleep.