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Hakuba broke the kiss and looked up at him, frowning, this reminded him so much of himself. He closed his eyes before he tugged off his gloves and gripped Kid’s cheeks between his hands. “Look at me, please.” He looks him right in the eyes. “I love you, so much. I’m not questioning anymore, I’m not torn; I’m not leaving.” He kisses his forehead before nuzzling his neck a little. “Please don’t give up on me.”

Kid was still standing, torn, when Hakuba pulled back, and it wasn’t until he felt the warmth of the other’s bare hands on his face that he jerked himself out if his worrying and focused on his detective.

He couldn’t hold back the rush of love that came at the words, nor did he really want to, though the need to protect the other more came as well. But his slight panic did die down, and he let out a breath he hadn’t even been aware he’d been holding, taking a moment to breath, calm down, and think straight again.

The thief followed his detective with his eyes as he moved forward again to kiss him on the forehead. At this point, he couldn’t really pull away. It wouldn’t change the fact Hakuba had seen them, and he was probably already worried… So when the other teen started nuzzling his neck, he finally moved the frozen arms forward and around his detective, though still shaking slightly.

“I wasn’t… I’d never give up on you… Just…”

A sigh left him as me made himself relax.

It was alright.

Hakuba was fine now.

His detective wouldn’t be hurt by this.

They loved each other.

Nothing bad would happen…

“…I just don’t want something to go wrong again. Would have waited until they went away…”

…Despite the trust he had in his detective and his arguments to himself to get him to not worry, the ears still were pulled back some, though not flat like they’d been a moment ago. And Kid looked to the side, ashamed. Of course Hakuba wouldn’t leave again. Wouldn’t be likely to even panic either. He knew he shouldn’t have thought that… but… feeling the extra parts there again had just sent him back. To a mix of happiness and loneliness, desire and guilt, a comfortable warmth that had faded into much to familiar coldness.

After all this time, he didn’t want to feel that again. And he hadn’t even known just how badly he wanted to avoid it.

“Sorry…” he finally said, moving to give a small kiss of to Hakuba’s head before tilting to rest his own head against his detective for a moment.