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Hakuba scowled down at the thief as his smirk widened and he sat up just a bit so he could properly glare down at him. He had broken into his house, without permission, come into the living room and wake him. He had no idea what he was up to,l but Hakuba was having none of it. He was in no mood to deal with the thief’s mischief. He opened his mouth to state his displeasure, when KID placed an elbow on the cushion, near his leg.

Hakuba went still as he rested a hand on his cheek. Hakuba kept his glare, but sucked in a breath as he reached a hand out. He held his breath as fingers trailed along his jawline, pausing at his chin. His eyes were wide, and soft tingling sensations, like little sparks of pleasure traveled from the places his touched, making him shiver.

Hakuba stayed like that for a few seconds while his brain tried to catch up with the situation, and a soft blush creeped along his cheeks, painting them pink. He lifted a hand and smacked the others away, a look of irritation joining the blush on his face.

“Get out.” Hakuba snapped, pushing himself further away from the thief, though he did sound just a bit breathless, soft pants escaping his lips when he stopped talking. 

Kid raised an eyebrow at the detective, but the smile never changed. The hand that had been pushed away swiftly took hold of the other’s and he briefly closed his eyes as he lifted his head.

“But I just got here, tantei.~”

The thief brought the arm down some, the teens hand still in it’s grasp, and used the now unoccupied hand for support as he pushed himself up until he could whisper in Hakuba’s ear again, glancing at the detective’s face out of the corner of his eyes.

“And you still haven’t even tried guessing…”