themoonlightthief:

themoonlightthief:

Send Σ(O_O；) for my characters reaction to having their clothes unbuttoned/unzipped by yours.

Was this a new kind of game?

Or revenge for the, ah, attention he’d given his double’s neck earlier?

A new way for the thief to try to make him flustered?

…All of the above?

Kaito wasn’t sure and the dexterious way in which his other self’s fingers undid each button of his shirt was proving much too distracting, making his mind unable to do much more than give a silent choked sound and promptly shut down in confused embarrassment.

Cheeks flushing, it took the magician much longer than he was wiling to admit to snap out of the rather hypnotic trance his parallel self’s hands had put him in. He swallowed thickly, then reached out to, rather clumsily, press a hand against the thief’s own to hold them still.

…It was only a moment later that he realized that pressing the other’s hands against his own chest was a very bad idea.

“Y-you, ah…” Kaito cleared his throat, trying very hard to ignore the warmth held against his torso while still being too stubborn to let the thief’s hands go, lest he start trying to unbutton the rest of his shirt. “If you wanted me out of my clothes that badly, the least you could do was ask, robot-san.”

“Don’t worry about it, robot-san.” Kaito shook his head again, grin stretching wider in an attempt to reassure his other self, all while silently trying to get the inward panic under control again. “It’s fine.”

Breathe.

Just breathe. Stay calm. Breathe and forget.

I can’t forget

“S-so—” He cleared his throat, attempting to will some color back onto his face and ignore the nausea making his throat go tight. The instinctive desire to run, flee, was pushed down to the best of Kaito’s abilities, fingers curling inwards and nails digging into his palms to remind him where he was and who he was with and that things were alright. “Was there anything else you wanted?”

The thief watched his counterpart, then smiled a little before closing his eyes.

“…No, that was all I had in mind when I came over… Though…”

He quickly stepped forward, leaning in to softly place a lingering kiss on the other’s lips before leaning away.

“Now it’s your turn~”

themoonlightthief:

themoonlightthief:

Send Σ(O_O；) for my characters reaction to having their clothes unbuttoned/unzipped by yours.

Was this a new kind of game?

Or revenge for the, ah, attention he’d given his double’s neck earlier?

A new way for the thief to try to make him flustered?

…All of the above?

Kaito wasn’t sure and the dexterious way in which his other self’s fingers undid each button of his shirt was proving much too distracting, making his mind unable to do much more than give a silent choked sound and promptly shut down in confused embarrassment.

Cheeks flushing, it took the magician much longer than he was wiling to admit to snap out of the rather hypnotic trance his parallel self’s hands had put him in. He swallowed thickly, then reached out to, rather clumsily, press a hand against the thief’s own to hold them still.

…It was only a moment later that he realized that pressing the other’s hands against his own chest was a very bad idea.

“Y-you, ah…” Kaito cleared his throat, trying very hard to ignore the warmth held against his torso while still being too stubborn to let the thief’s hands go, lest he start trying to unbutton the rest of his shirt. “If you wanted me out of my clothes that badly, the least you could do was ask, robot-san.”

‘Scars.’

Horror and shame flashed across the magician’s face, images of his own scarred – mutilated – back flickering through his mind and he swallowed, thickly, turning a sick pale color.

“…No.” He had to force the word out, voice choked, hands reaching to grip his shirt, tightly. Shaking his head, Kaito opened his mouth, hesitated, then raised his head to throw the thief a Poker Face grin. “I, ah, I don’t think there’s any need for that. I mean, since we’ve probably been through the same things, we most likely have the same scars, right?”

Same person, for the most part. Same Poker Face. Though it doesn’t exactly help much with automatic reactions like those, magician-san… Not while you’re being watched, anyway. And Kid felt a small stab of guilt for having mentioned it in the first place.

“…I suppose… Sorry for asking, then. Was just a thought, I probably shouldn’t have mentioned it.”

Whether they did have the same ones or not, still might have been better to not ask, he guessed. Many didn’t exactly bring up the best memories… And it really hadn’t been his intention to make his other self uncomfortable either, whether though those or flustering. He just… hadn’t really thought that though. Curiosity had been pulling.

themoonlightthief:

themoonlightthief:

Send Σ(O_O；) for my characters reaction to having their clothes unbuttoned/unzipped by yours.

Was this a new kind of game?

Or revenge for the, ah, attention he’d given his double’s neck earlier?

A new way for the thief to try to make him flustered?

…All of the above?

Kaito wasn’t sure and the dexterious way in which his other self’s fingers undid each button of his shirt was proving much too distracting, making his mind unable to do much more than give a silent choked sound and promptly shut down in confused embarrassment.

Cheeks flushing, it took the magician much longer than he was wiling to admit to snap out of the rather hypnotic trance his parallel self’s hands had put him in. He swallowed thickly, then reached out to, rather clumsily, press a hand against the thief’s own to hold them still.

…It was only a moment later that he realized that pressing the other’s hands against his own chest was a very bad idea.

“Y-you, ah…” Kaito cleared his throat, trying very hard to ignore the warmth held against his torso while still being too stubborn to let the thief’s hands go, lest he start trying to unbutton the rest of his shirt. “If you wanted me out of my clothes that badly, the least you could do was ask, robot-san.”

The faint blush spreading across the thief’s face made Kaito’s brow furrow in confusion. Kid’s reply did help to ease part of the embarrassed tension in his shoulders and with only a second more of hesitation, he decided that it was probably okay to let go of his double’s hands.

He hurriedly moved to do just that, releasing the thief, his own hands falling awkwardly to his sides.

“It’s fine. You just kinda caught me off guard, really.” Well, no. While that might’ve been partly true, it wasn’t the entire truth. “S-so? What did you want to know that required taking my shirt off?”

Kid slowly pulled his hands back, scratching a cheek with one before letting it hang idle with the other.

“Well… scars. The last few times we had the chance to check, we were a little… ah… distracted, but I wanted to compare. Since we’re the same, but not exactly, I wanted to see how many differences there were.”

themoonlightthief:

Send Σ(O_O；) for my characters reaction to having their clothes unbuttoned/unzipped by yours.

Was this a new kind of game?

Or revenge for the, ah, attention he’d given his double’s neck earlier?

A new way for the thief to try to make him flustered?

…All of the above?

Kaito wasn’t sure and the dexterious way in which his other self’s fingers undid each button of his shirt was proving much too distracting, making his mind unable to do much more than give a silent choked sound and promptly shut down in confused embarrassment.

Cheeks flushing, it took the magician much longer than he was wiling to admit to snap out of the rather hypnotic trance his parallel self’s hands had put him in. He swallowed thickly, then reached out to, rather clumsily, press a hand against the thief’s own to hold them still.

…It was only a moment later that he realized that pressing the other’s hands against his own chest was a very bad idea.

“Y-you, ah…” Kaito cleared his throat, trying very hard to ignore the warmth held against his torso while still being too stubborn to let the thief’s hands go, lest he start trying to unbutton the rest of his shirt. “If you wanted me out of my clothes that badly, the least you could do was ask, robot-san.”

More like none of the above, surprisingly. Not intentionally, anyway. A thought had struck the thief and, well, the other was there, in easy reach, so why not satisfy a small amount of curiosity?

Kid honestly hadn’t noticed how it looked until the other placed a hand over his own that he blinked and lessened his focus enough to look up at the other’s coloured face. And… stared a bit before turning slightly pink himself.

“Ahh… S-sorry. I just…”

The heat of his hands might be rising too, the longer they stay held. Though, he really hadn’t meant to… Just…

“I was wondering something.”