britishhsdetectivehakuba:

“Hmm, that is a very good question, my thief.” Hakuba raised a hand, fingers brushing the air by his cheek, but not touching. “You know this area much better then I do, why don’t you pick somewhere.”

The thief didn’t even bat an eye at the closeness of the hand, just focusing on the other’s face. Regardless of just how much he wanted to grab Hakuba or do something to him, he wouldn’t. And though he’d pushed the touch boundaries with his detective until there practically were none, from after he’d learned about the other’s phobia, he’d gotten quite good at reeling in the urges.

Not that he’d had to use the restraint much recently…

Kid moved around to the open side, stopping beside his detective’s shoulder, playful smile dancing on his face as though he could care less that there was no contact.

“Very well… I do have a place in mind, though I’d need to get a few things before going there. Mind meeting me…” A snap of his fingers and a card appeared, with an address written on it, which he held out to where the arm was circling Hakuba to hold it directly in front of his chest. “…here? In an hour, and preferably on the rooftop.~”