britishhsdetectivehakuba:

Hakuba swallowed, realizing that it could be taken either way. He shuddered, breath starting to come out in soft pants as the hand reached for his cheek and stopped right before the skin. All he would have to do was turn his head, lay his cheek in the others hand and this stupid game would be over, he didn’t even know why he was playing it, but no, he wasn’t going to give up now.

Instead he leaned up so his lips were just centimeters from the others ear and whispered: “You’ll have to find out yourself.”

This game was going to be the death of both of them, he was sure. Because he could feel the pain in his chest when Hakuba came close, when he could feel the breath on his ear, and the challenge in the words. He was not going to give in… but it was so, so tempting to do so right now.

“I’d be glad to…”

The thief shifted back enough that his face was directly over his detective’s, head tilted slightly so that their noses wouldn’t bump, lips directly over Hakuba’s.

“…if I could…”

He let out a soft breath onto the other. Though, while his face still looked composed, the arm by his side was beginning to shake from the desire to pull Hakuba in, hold him tight, kiss him. This… was probably too close… but also not close enough.

He just needed to hold back long enough until his detective gave in.