The thief moves to place a small kiss on the detective’s lips before shifting to place his forehead against the other’s and wrapping his arms lightly around Shinichi’s waist, smiling softly.
“Well it’s better then waking up alone,” he murmured, trying to keep sadness from his tone. He’d rather be grumpy at him for waking him to say a proper goodbye then to wake up to an empty and cold bed without so much as a good bye.
Shinichi let out a small noise as KID held him close, pressing against the wonderful scratch against his back and his eyes closed tight. He loved getting to be this close to the thief. His thief.
“Of course it’s a yes.”
“Thanks.”
A faint hum at the end of the word was the last noise before the thief let silence fall. …And he’s vaguely surprised Shinichi hadn’t pressed more on why the sudden closeness, without the usual teasing. Sure, the visits have been happening more consistently after heists, but… Hm. Maybe he’d caught onto the same fact Kid had, and still picked up now.
It felt lonely coming back to an empty house.

…Sorry that he can’t stay beyond the night, tantei-kun. …Seemed this thief was still too much of a coward to break the barrier between his night life and his normal one, for all that some masks slipped when he was with the detective.
