Option one: you will wait until the end of the year for a reply
Option two: I WILL REPLY THE FREAKING SECOND YOU DO
Tag: (Ahahaha….)
Come on, guys! You know me better than that!
(…Mun has to interject, just because of those pictures~
True. Kid doesn’t kill, and wouldn’t/hasn’t made a plane explode. To my knowledge. (And if he had, if wouldn’t have people in it.) Buuuuuut…
Paintings by famous artists stolen? Hmmm…
And the main reason I felt the need to reblog this and add stuff to it…
Ehehehe….)
“…Who’s side are you on, anyway?”
(Oh, come on. You know I love ya, but how could I resist? Besides, people find it strange nowadays when you use an actual gun, much less when stuff like this happens. I’d say you should be safe, Kai~)
OPINIONS ON WHO YOUR MUN SHIPS YOU WITH?
“….I don’t think you even realise how many people she does ship me with, considering a few are just general ships, not having to do with this blog specifically, so you’re not getting an opinion on every one of them. She knows I’m not going to just immediately want to get into relationships with random people, though, so as long as I actually have a reason to like someone, I don’t really mind them….”
"…Though, funnily enough… my favourite ship she has me in right now isn’t her favourite pairing. Not that she doesn’t like the pairing, but I just find that a bit interesting.”
Here, kitty, kitty!~
Napping at heists seemed to be becoming a reoccurring thing for Shinichi lately, or at least coming to heists not in the best of health. This time he’d actually napped while waiting for the thief and when he woke it was to the rustling of that well known cape. Hoping the master thief hadn’t realized he had been napping, he moved to try and stand, feeling off.
He wasn’t getting sick was he? He hoped not, KID wouldn’t be pleased at all.
“Took you long enough,” he teased, the long and fluffy tail behind him swishing playfully. He had no idea it was there. Nor that there were a matching pair of ears settled in his hair.
They possibly weren’t, but he was certain KID was going to find out in the end. He seemed to very much be enjoying the change to the detective. Then again it seemed like he enjoyed any reason to invade his personal space, not that Shinichi worked too hard on stopping him.
“No, I suppose not,” he conceded. After all it was better then being a kid again, at least he was still his actual age.
There was a soft huff as the scritching to his ears stopped, eyes moving to the thief’s face before closing. The feel of those gloved fingers sliding through his hair and down his cheek, eventually resting under his chin, was really nice… He almost wanted to ask him to do it again when they started rubbing under his chin.
And that was probably where the detective was doomed, head tilting back to expose more of his chin and neck, and a heavy purring leaving him. That felt really nice.
A grin and his eyes seemed to light up. Yes, the thief was enjoying this, since it looked like Shinichi was behaving like a cat on top of having the ears and tail. That, more than anything, made him interested, even if the furry parts were adorable. Especially the purring.
He hummed and soon brought up his other hand to join the first in scratching, fingers lightly wrapping around the other’s neck on both sides as they went up and down along the neck and under the chin. And he continued that for a minute or so before one slid up from the side to work on the ears again.
His eyes were mainly focused on Shinichi’s face and the areas he was rubbing, but they did glance down some as he assessed where to pet and/or scratch to see how neko-tantei would react next.
This was going to be fun…
Hakuba watched as he pulled away, and was thankful he kept his arm from touching the ground. His mind was returning, but not completely; he was tired. He was past the point of exhaustion, all the emotions he’d been dealing with, and then this? He just wanted to sleep, rest for a few hours maybe finally get a good nights sleep. He hadn’t had one of those in a long time, not since he started developing feelings for Kuroba.
Right, his feelings.
He reached up an gripped the collar of his suit jacket and tried to pull him down so he could speak, but the world was already starting to go black with sleep. He swallowed, trying to find his voice; this was important. This was something he had to say, if he didn’t say it now, he knew he would never say it again. He needed Kuroba to know this, no matter how much he would deny it later.
His hand was slipping from the shirt but he finally spoke. “I-” He swallowed again, breath starting to even out. “I…lo…….” The sentence never finished, sleep had taken him and his hand slipped to the floor as he sunk into the darkness.
Kaito was more than a little surprised when Hakuba took hold of his clothes. He did comply with the weak pull, ringing softly as he leaned in, but had been fully expecting to be pushed away, if anything… And if how the detective looked right now and the fact his hand was already starting to lose its grip was anything to go by, he likely was going to…
The other’s voice interrupted his thoughts and he focused back on the face in front of him. Then his eyes started to widen, though Hakuba suddenly passing out kept him from reacting too much beyond that. Surely he hadn’t been about to say… No… more likely not…
…But he could hope.
A gentle smile came up as he reached out with his unsullied hand to cup the side of the other’s face, rubbing a bit at his cheek with the thumb. After a moment he sighed and pulled away again. It was nice that Hakuba hadn’t just left him again, or done something similar… But a passed out mysophobic detective probably shouldn’t be left as he was after that…
The magician slowly stood up, already thinking about what he’d need to do.
First and foremost, a washcloth and new clothes for the other. He was the one who would freak out if left dirty, so he was the priority. The latter would be easy to get, since he already knew where Hakuba’s room was… Hopefully the other wouldn’t mind too much if he briefly went in to get the clothes… The former would be easy as well…. though afterward, he’d have to…
Aaaand now his face was bright red. Great. After what he’d just done, one would think he wouldn’t get so embarrassed by the idea, but nope. The more composed side of him had already drawn back, and he wasn’t distracted by a needy detective, so… the self-consciousness was hitting him quite hard.
He shook his head and tried focusing on what he had to do right now instead, finally moving to collect what he needed. The only time he stopped was to wash his hands and consider his own clothes. The jacket was easy to deal with, just taking it off and folding it in so that the soiled side wouldn’t be seen. The shirt underneath was fine and so were his pants, for the most part. But really, he didn’t particularly care himself so much as he knew Hakuba would probably not be happy to see it tomorrow.
Right. Focus. Get the tantei clean, then worry about later.
~~(Awkward Kai washing and changing Hakuba’s clothes goes here, because he’s too embarrassed to write it out and it would be too long)~~
Kaito stretched after finally having gotten the detective settled on the couch. He’d put the other clothes folded off to the side for now, though he had a sneaking suspicion Hakuba was going to burn them anyway later… Ah, well.
He glanced over at the discarded blanket he’d placed over the detective earlier, debating for a moment before leaving it where it was, instead leaving the room again and returning with his cape. It wasn’t as good for heat, but it did cover, and the fire was warm enough to make up for any lack of insulation.
Looking at the blanket again, he finally went over and picked it up, holding it in his hands a moment before starting to fold it. The only real reason he hadn’t used it was because… well… he would rather it be associated with the peaceful moment before the slight mess happened than being used right afterward, even if he’d personally made sure everything was fine.
He put it on the floor to the side of the couch and hesitated before going over to Hakuba one more time, brushing back some hair to put one more kiss on his forehead. Then he sat down in front of the couch, crossing his arms lightly and stretching his legs out in front of him as he leaned his head back on the cushion. Aaaand it was then that he felt something beneath him and he was reminded that he still had the tail. And the ears.
Huh…
Half a thought went to wondering if he should take them off, but he really didn’t care enough to. He just pulled the tail out from under him and laid it off to the side, looking at his hand for a moment afterward before smiling and returning it to where it was, getting comfortable and letting the warmth of the fire and the sound of the other’s breathing carry him off to sleep as well.
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