JUNE 1 - JUNE 2
Soichiro didn't sleep at all that night.
Part of this was down to the fact that he was perched on a kitchen chair that was too hard for anyone to sit on for very long. Most of it was because his mind was in too much of a turmoil to just switch out, no matter how tired he was. The door to L's room was like a magnet, drawing his gaze back to it again and again, no matter how often he looked away. He always stopped just short of opening it for fear of disturbing L, who had finally dropped into a restless sleep broken only by the occasional coughing fit.
That room. That damn room. It was like a song that he couldn't get out of his head. And L sitting down there, working on his laptop. There was no desk in that room, which meant he would have had to bend over. Soichiro supposed you could put the laptop on the futon and then sit in front of it, but that wouldn't be the most comfortable of positions and would still involve quite a bit of hunching on L's part.