“Where were you?!”

themoonlightthief:

themoonlightthief:

My muse has been missing for several days. Send “Where were you?!?” For mine to suddenly show up at your muse’s doorstep, in rough shape.

Kaito flinched, just barely managing to stop himself from taking a step back, his gaze shamefully, guiltily, darting off to the side and towards the ground. Maybe this had been a bad idea after all. He knew there would be questions – of course there would be – but he’d hoped against hope and prayed that his other self would, at the very least…

…He wasn’t quite sure how to finish that. And, in all honesty, it didn’t really matter at the moment anyway, did it?

Swallowing thickly, he opened his mouth, then closed it again, hesitating, before glancing back up towards the thief again. And the expression that met Kaito only made the guilt and utter selfloathing grow to the point that he felt like he might just throw up.

“Ah, I…”

A thin, weary smile curved at the corners of his lips and a bloody hand selfconsciously tugged the equally bloody and dirty sleeve down his other arm and Kaito chuckled, quietly, tired indigo eyes flickering away once more.

“I went to buy chocolate and got lost on the way home…?”

“You know, I’m starting to wonder that maybe those people who say I’ve got a bad sense of humor are right.”

He snorted, shooting his double a small smile tinted with amusement, before moving past him to set the bundle of clothes down onto the bathroom counter. As bad as the thief’s joke had been – really, robot-san – it had managed to lighten Kaito’s mood, just a little, his shoulders not as tense as they’d been a few moments before.

Maybe it’d be alright to—

"…So, um,” the magician began, hesitating, fingers curling around the hem of his shirt, indigo eyes flickering back towards his counterpart. “About your…sort-of offer from before…”

The thief simply grinned at the humour comment. Hey, so long as it amused, couldn’t really be considered bad, technically. He’ll take any smiles that he can get~

Hand still on the knob, Kid hesitated, glancing from the other to the open door out of the corner of his eye, before focusing again on his double as he began to speak. And when he continued, the thief blinked a couple of times, surprise, and maybe a bit of hope springing up, though he didn’t let much of it show.

“…Yes?”