Kid thought something was off when he’d left after the heist. An itch has started in his shoulders and back and wouldn’t stop, no matter how much he rubbed. By the time he’d gotten to the other’s house, it was accompanied by a growing pressure. And it was driving him a bit crazy. As soon as he made his way inside, he went into the closest room he could get to and took off his jacket. And once he got the shirt off, the first thing he did was let out a sigh of relief as the pressure disappeared.
And then he saw what had been causing it.
Two large white wings stretched out, now that they were free from the restraint. The thief stared at them for a moment before slowly closing his mouth and reaching across his shoulder to touch one of them, ruffling the feathers some. Yep, he could feel it. The hand slowly pulled away and he tested moving them, tilting and flexing them slightly before completely folding them back.
Which is when he noticed he was no longer alone.
He hesitated a moment before grinning.
“Nice to see you again, tantei-kun.~ Sorry for not coming to say hi when I dropped in, but I got a bit preoccupied…”
Looking down, he saw the shirt and coat were still in a pile on the floor, so he reached down to get them, smoothing them out and setting them to the side. He’d definitely need to find out what to do about wearing those later…
He snorted some at the not wanting to cut up a shirt, staring kind of balefully at the thief. Why did it matter if it wasn’t his shirt anyway? Not like his dad was using it.
“You are aware that my parents aren’t home, never visit and probably don’t even plan to wear any of the clothing in their bedroom ever again, right?”
Even still he couldn’t force the thief to use one of his dad’s shirts, so if he absolutely refused then he wouldn’t push. But he thought it would be prudent to tell him that the elder Kudo was likely to never even realize the damned thing was missing. And the smile the thief gave him did end up pulling one from the detective.
“More then likely in my dad’s closet in his room.”
With the question answered he turned to leave the room to head to his parents’ own down the hall.
“I’m well aware. But I might as well just use my own clothes for something like that. I might have to cut them later anyway…”
Even if it wouldn’t be missed, he didn’t really like damaging other people’s belongings. Things going missing or being altered could be reversed, but actually doing anything permanent, aside from some minor property damage at heists, didn’t sit well with him. And even then, it was mostly just broken glass.
Kid moved his hands to his pockets and followed after the detective, making sure the wings wouldn’t hit the door frame.
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