The longer the teen lingered in one spot, the more concerned Conan became. The obvious hesitation and lost-in-thought expression caused for worry – if he was uncomfortable with the place, why bother going inside?
He was about to ask the obvious question when the expression he was glancing over suddenly changed and the seemingly frightened male finally moved from his place in line. With his own money in hand, Conan quickly bought his ticket and hurried in after the stranger.
Keeping his distance, the tiny detective kept an eye on the bundle of nerves that observed one of the many maps handed out throughout the aquarium. He had his own folded and stuffed into his jacket pocket, since he was already familiar with the place.
“That’s my favorite spot,” he chirped once he had approached the stranger’s side and peeked at the map.
Kaito started at the chibi detective popping up next to him again. …Was he going to be following him around the whole time? Not that he minded too much, any company would be kinda nice, but… someone less likely to pick up on why he might be here would have been better…
“Oh… This one?” He asked, tilting the map down so the other could see, pointing to the spot he’d been making note of. Tantei-kun’s favourite, huh… At the very least, that meant he’d been here before. (The again, most people do when there’s one close, don’t they? Just not him, ahaha… Okay, ignore it, ignore, here for a reason.) Nice that one of them knew the place… If he can focus while he’s here, maybe he could ask a little about it.
“My friend recommended I look at that one. Or, technically that I should see all of the place, but that section, if nothing else.. Is it special or something?”
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Who are you again? ║ I feel awkward around you ║ I want to be your friend so bad but I don’t know what to say ║ I wish you would just go away ║ I think you’re pretty cool ║ I don’t know you personally but I see you on the dashboard a lot ║ I only know your name and nothing else about you║ We hooked up once or twice ║ I never want to speak to you again ║ I wish you’d leave me alone with those soccer balls ║ I want to go on a date with you ║ I like you ║ I love you ║ I loathe you ║ Ugh you again (half tease) ║ I’m indifferent to you ║ You’re very hot ║ I want to marry you ║ You’re cute~ ║ You are my baby ║ I want your baby ║ You are my bae ║ You’re my favorite ║ I’m in love with you ║ I’m in like with you ║ I want your baby ║ I wish we could spend more time together ║ I want to hang out with you more ║ I admire you ║ Maybe we could hang out sometime? ║ I’d like to get to know you better ║ I’m secretly in love with you ║ I want to give things another try with us ║ You’re someone I look up to ║ I want to give us a try ║ You seem very nice ║ You’re pretty popular ║ I’m envious of you ║ I’m worried about you ║ You piss me off ║ I consider us friends ║ I consider us buddies? ║ I consider us acquaintances ║ I consider us family ║ I’d fuck you ║ I want that ass ║ I want to raise up a pet together ║ I want to have your kids ║ I want to be your fuck buddy ║ I want to kill you ║ You get on my nerves ║ I want you to stop talking to me ║ I hope we can be friends for a long time ║ I hope we can be together forever
“It’s called a comb, but it wouldn’t surprise me if you didn’t know what that was – or that you’ve never owned one.”
“…I do have combs, thank you very much. And if you recall, I’ve seen you get out of bed – while not in the best of health, I might add – and wander down some stairs after collapsing in the snow, and your hair was still unaffected. So don’t ‘it’s called a comb’ me. Really, do you know how much of a pain it is to straighten up my hair to match yours? Because ‘just combing it’ never keeps for long.”
“Stop touching my hair,” he was forced to dress up as the thief once already, so even their hair look even the least bit similar aggravates him. Little fingers flatten at the up-turned strands.
“Aww, but it looks way too stiff and neat all the time. Really, I wonder how you get it like that without it messing up on its own much. I get that mine’s wild, but yours is too neat in comparison…”
Ruffling a bit more before stopping and smiling, happy in his apparent lack of self preservation enough to not mind the look. Just no reaching for the shoes…
The thief blinked at the leg hug before crouching down to give the detective a slightly less awkward one-armed hug and a grin in return.
“Oh?~ In that case, I guess I should start making plans~”
All tease, he won’t do much different than usual. Though, yes, the lack of gadgets after him will be appreciated, since the other does well enough with just his head.
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