littledetective:

{ moonlightmajutsushi —— x }

   This was humiliating.

   The last thing Conan wanted was to feel the thief picking at his hair like a monkey. He didn’t need to be groomed or preened, but there was no point in jerking away. KID was determined to help, and all the diminutive detective could do was reluctantly accept it.

   Cheeks pink and head held still, he allowed his hair to be smoothed out. It still didn’t feel right, but it was better than the mess he had woken up with that morning. At least, it was until he felt it being mused up again.

   “O—Oi!” Conan reached up and tried with his own hands to fix the mess KID had created, eyes narrowed venomously. “Do not make me look like you.”

“Aww, c’mon. Might be even more popular if you did~”

Kid grinned wide, largely ignoring the glare as he let the other fix the slight mess. Hey, at least there were less actual tangles, it should be easy enough to smooth out again, right?

The thief then paused and straightened, bringing a hand to his chin in thought.

“Though… speaking of looking like me… I think you’ve still yet to make due on dressing as me…” He smirked. “…Maybe we should do that now, while your hair already seems to be set?~”