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Hakuba shuddered again and squirmed; why wasn’t he touching him. By now he should have hands or lips on his body, but he doesn’t, and he’s… he’s actually disappointed. He wanted to be touch, to be loved by the one before him and he could feel his cheeks blush bright then before. His gloved fingers curled into fists as he fought back the urge to reach forward and touch him himself.

“You’re… in my way…”

“Is that so? Then I suppose I should move, shouldn’t I?”

The thief pulled back from the other for a minute, but stuck close beside him as he took a few steps around to stand behind his detective, cape brushing up against Hakuba’s arm as he passed by on the side. There wasn’t a lot of space between them, but Kid still wasn’t doing anything more. Then he returned to his position over Hakuba’s shoulder.

“Does that help, tantei?~”