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Hakuba let out a breath when he was gone, and looked at the place where he had been. He walked over to it and reached forward towards where his chest would have been before pulling back and heading home. He needed to get changed.

And about five minutes shy of an hour later, the thief nodded to himself as he went through one last inspection and made sure that everything was set. If he hadn’t done this as a spur of the moment decision, he probably would have been able to do more, but as it was, he’d been pushing just to even get the half completed project finished.

And now all Kid had to do was wait for his detective to arrive. While he didn’t usually get restless often while in costume, he couldn’t help but shift his weight from one leg to another, his monocle charm spinning some in the wind. He was nervous. For many reasons.

And starting to realise he may have gotten somewhat addicted to being in contact with his detective, considering he’d taken the opportunity every chance he’d gotten since he was given permission to lean against, hug, kiss, or just touch the other in general. That… probably wasn’t good… because his own self-inflicted rule of no touch for his ‘game’ was making him feel like he was going through withdrawal, though not so bad that he’d let it show. Keeping himself busy had helped, but with the prospect of seeing Hakuba again… it was starting to hurt.

But the thief was still going to remain stubborn, hiding his discomfort as he stood, waiting for the other to arrive. He did glance around, but from his current position in the middle of the rooftop, there wasn’t much to see beyond sky, the tower standing a ways beyond the only structure able to stand taller than the one he’d invited his detective to.

Well, hopefully Hakuba didn’t have anything against heights…