themoonlightthief:

The magician was amost at his wits’ end. The constant teasing, those evil grins and the constant reminders of the anon from yesterday was not helping, but two could play this game, after all, and without a thought, he’d pushed his duplicate against the wall, fingers loosely curling into the thief’s hair and nearly knocking the white hat off of his head. 

A grin, teasing and sly and almost identical to the one his duplicate had given him, stretched across the magician’s face and he leaned in – decidedly ignoring the faint heat spreading across his cheeks, ‘cause damn it all, he was not going to lose -, lips just barely brushing against the thief’s ear.

“Kiss me.”

…Ok, yes, honestly, with all of the teasing he liked doing, Kid really should have been expecting something like that. But he, confident that the other wouldn’t do anything, was instead caught off guard when his other self forced him to the wall, leaving him wide-eyed and blinking for a moment.

…And that very familiar grin didn’t make him feel much better about it.

The thief’s own face turned a bit pink as his counterpart got closer, and he couldn’t help the shudder that went through him at the words. After a few seconds, he realised he’d been holding his breath, and he closed his eyes as let it out, breathing in and out a couple of times before he opened them again and glanced over at the other, a small smirk playing on his face.

“…Sure, magician-san.~”

And he turned his head to put his lips to the other’s cheek. Never said where the kiss had to be placed… But he was getting the feeling this wasn’t going to be enough to get his other self to back away… Not going to stop him from being cheeky, though.

“There~,” he said, grinning. But soon the grin lessened a bit as he looked to be thinking, and he tilted his head, picture of innocence. “Unless, of course, you wanted something else?~”