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meitantei-cowlick:

moonlightmajutsushi:

Send a symbol and my muse will show up in your’s house at 3AM…
✯ – with a sudden urge to cuddle

He knew the detective should have been back home by now, but he’d already checked all of the rooms…

Well, all but one.

The thief silently opened the door to the library, giving an small sigh upon seeing that, sure enough, the teen seemed to be scanning through the shelves.

Doesn’t he ever take a break?

Kid sneaked up behind Shinichi and slid his arms under the other’s, gently squeezing him as he placed his head on the detective’s shoulder.

“Isn’t it a bit late to be doing research, tantei-kun?”

He raised an eyebrow at that, glancing back to the thief. “You get bored when I’m not around? And what makes me so special anyway? You don’t seem to enjoy Hakuba-san’s presence nearly as much, nor Hattori’s…” Which was odd Shinichi thought, his previous verbal train of thought derailing a bit as it moved to a mental train of thought.

And of course there were a bunch of mysteries, a lot of Sherlock Holmes to be precise. Also some books written by the author Edogawa Rampo. Kaito would also find some books with the last name of Kudo written on them as well. 

“I suppose you can stay if you like, it’s not like you’re opposed to doing what you want regardless of what others say.” He didn’t really mind, honest. He just sucked at voicing such things aloud. “I don’t have any complaints.”

A snort left him at the mention of Hakuba’s and Hattori’s ‘presences’. Largely because they were opposite problems. He saw the blond detective almost every day, while he rarely held heists in Osaka. They almost had opposite personalities, too… If anything, Shinichi was somewhere in between them both.

He turned his head away from the book slightly to look sideways at the detective.

“Challenge, tantei-kun. The other tantei’s either can’t or don’t try as hard to catch me. One doesn’t have me as their main target and the other can’t attend most of my heists. And if you already think I just do whatever I want…”

Kid pulled the detective in more and brushed his lips against the detective’s neck before nuzzling again.

“Does that mean I have your permission to do so?”