“Ah, well.” Slight blush. “As long as it’s you, and you at least use some tack, I guess it’s alright.”
“Well, don’t I feel special?~” And you now have a thief nuzzling you detective, though it’s likely not a surprise by now. “But as they were having Valentines day discussions, I didn’t exactly mean right now… Just couldn’t let you say ‘leave me out of it’ when it comes to playful Kaitos, else you might hurt my feelings~”
“Well, I think tantei-san seemed happy enough with his alliteration barrage, so I suppose that means you’re up, neko-mun~ At least, for personality. I don’t believe Rai and I have ever seen how you look to go for physical traits, so… Unless you just want me to say you’re a cute, if sometimes evil-plotting cat, going by the icons you use.
Anyway, very creative, both writing-wise and artistically. I wouldn’t be surprised if you’ve accidentally intimidated quite a few people, though I’m sure many more, such as my mun, were more inspired. You think things out well, write superbly, though I suppose you would, having so much experience and being an author. You’re also very friendly, which is much appreciated, and I love how open you are as well, especially to responding in and out of character to personal blogs. Really, I and more people should probably do that more often, considering that’s how Rai found tantei-san’s blog to begin with, and from there, the DC/MK RP community. Quite the likable person, if that wasn’t obvious enough~ To borrow a phrase some, you’re many people’s senpai, and they’re very glad when you notice them~”
"Hmm… since he did seem to like it before, would tantei-san mind too much if I did it again? Though not with c this time… Maybe a step to the side with b? Hmm… A built, blue-eyed, and blond British bishounen bewitches bystanders by being bold, basically… blinding bandits, barbarians, and busybodies with brilliance, beauty… and blushing, because of a bared back, bothered by blemishes, but besotting beholders beyond all blights…”
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…?”
Kaito exhaled a quiet breath of relief, the almost painful hold his fingers had on his shirt loosening ever so slightly. At least that was one small hurdle done with.
“Th-then…yeah. I’d like you to.”
His gaze lifted, eyes glancing up towards the thief again, lips quirking into a small smile with just the barest hint of hesitance. One hand idly raked through his hair and he looked in the direction of the shower, then back at his double with what almost looked like a lightly playful gleam.
“That is, if you’re one hundred percent sure you can really handle water, robot-san.”
A small bit of relief went through the uniformed teen as well. Honestly, he’d been holding onto that hope of his counterpart not backing away again, so this… this was a good sign.
The door closed now, gently, though he didn’t lock it. No real need to. And he did laugh softly this time.
Definitely in a better mood now, aren’t we?
Kid took a step closer, a grin rising as he casually took off his hat.
“Oh… I think I’ll be fine. If I did have problems with my ‘waterproofing’, magician-kun, I’m fairly certain I’d have already short circuited a few times already,” he responded, setting the top hat down on the sink.
“Saguru~ My detective who can go from flustered and adorable to confident and sexy, and all the ways in between~ Asking me to give compliments now is… well, you’re just asking for a lot of bias aren’t you?~ Even if you have faults, you’re still beautiful and wonderful, you know? Also and excellent cuddle buddy, once I kinda… or, well, I did… got you used to it. I’m glad I did, and I’ll never regret it. I love you, from your feet that determinedly move you forward, despite how many obstacles rise to trip you up, to your hardworking, yet sensitive hands that are always trying to protect even an aggravating thief who was a handful in and out of his uniform, to that quick thinking and possibly a touch over practical golden topped head of yours~ I could probably go on and on about everything I like about you, but I get the feeling I’d just be getting more annoying than endearing at some point.”
“Now, Tako-san… first and foremost, you certainly deserve that title of angst queen. Jeeze, you kill with that just as much as my own mun drowns people with too much cute at times… And considering you’ve been suffocating under that a few times yourself, trust me, that is a compliment. Quite creative in all the ideas you come up with as well. To the point where they start taking whole lives of their own, rarely… Hmm? No, I was not looking at the one who bugs Spider the most. Definitely not. And while you make a fair amount of plots on your own, it’s also nice how open you’ve been to others thrown at you at random. Even if they were mostly offshoot comments that grabbed your attention too much. As far as physical attributes go, I haven’t gotten to see too much, really, but I do know two things. As some have said and that you yourself said you like, you have very pretty eyes, though that partially leads into the second thing, because you tend to hide beneath Hattori’s hat. Which looks cool, but I’m sure we’d like to see you more~ Also, not so much a compliment I guess, but I certainly approve of your choice of pet and pet name~”
“Oh? Well, I hope this won’t sound too narcissistic~ Certainly a cute and handsome devil, observant and frankly beautiful eyes, and very good with your hands, however you choose to take that. And you’re an excellent cuddle buddy, when you don’t mind a certain robot-san bothering you~
Good sense of humour… or no, wait, people have said it was bad?
We really do need to see about bothering the detectives together, as much fun having two clever minds with the same face and slew of tricks would be in shaking up their logic. Would love to see them solve that mystery…”
“You’re not the only one with a trick or two up your sleeve — the only difference is that I’m not a pain in the ass when I use them.”
“I suppose that’s true… Your ‘tricks’ aren’t quite as showy. So you’ll have to stick with being a pain just from having to prove when other people have made mistakes, then~ Though I should say… you don’t always have to right so often. I’m sure that habit would have gotten on people’s nerves by now, know-it-all chibi~”
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…?”
“Would…”
He swallowed, the rest of the words suddenly feeling like they were stuck in his throat. His gaze awkwardly dropped to the ground and his face tinted a faint pink in embarrassed uncertainty. Don’t. He could do this. Deep breath. Calm down. It’d be alright. It would be.
“Would it be alright if I…” Kaito tried again, quietly, unable to bring himself to look at his counterpart. “…If I took you up on it?”
The thief waited, patient and watching, as his double formed the words, pausing when the question finally came out. His head tilted slightly, having to push down the urge to laugh a little. He honestly wasn’t sure how it’d be taken, though he did still smile wider.
“…I wouldn’t have offered in the first place if it wasn’t alright, magician-san.”
The hand on the knob pushed the door further, as if to close it, but Kid didn’t shut it quite yet, just faced the magician.
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