“/We/ didn’t do /anything/! Just a random bystander victim that time…” (*offhand wonders if they ever did fix that building the showdown happened on*)
“Really? That’s not what I’m getting from two other versions of you.”
“…Well, it’s true. Just be thankful nothing worse happened, or you’d have a lot more trouble than just some thief who pops in to bug you from time to time…”
His hands came to a stop, expression becoming horrified. Dammit, he really shouldn’t have taken up that challenge knowing people like KID were around. What’s worse, he managed to solve it after admitting defeat.
Giggling and waving his hands, the tiny detective stepped cautiously away.
“Aha, we probably can’t do it now. I mean, you don’t have a costume in my size. Besides, won’t people know I’m not you? I’m way shorter and handsomer than you.”
“I never said I intended for people to think you were me, tantei~ You’re not taking my place, just paying homage to the Japanese Lupin a little… You did agree to do it~”
The thief took a step forward, the grin that makes even the most determined cops freeze in caution quickly spreading. In one swift motion, he took his own top hat off to place on the chibi’s head, pulling the brim down over the other’s eyes as he covered him with the cape.
“And you’d be surprised at how prepared I can be~” The amused voice rang as he pulled the cloth away, and really, tantei-kun, think he wouldn’t keep something like that with him after giving that command? Kid’s more set on the things he wants to see than that~
The last thing Conan wanted was to feel the thief picking at his hair like a monkey. He didn’t need to be groomed or preened, but there was no point in jerking away. KID was determined to help, and all the diminutive detective could do was reluctantly accept it.
Cheeks pink and head held still, he allowed his hair to be smoothed out. It still didn’t feel right, but it was better than the mess he had woken up with that morning. At least, it was until he felt it being mused up again.
“O—Oi!” Conan reached up and tried with his own hands to fix the mess KID had created, eyes narrowed venomously. “Do not make me look like you.”
“Aww, c’mon. Might be even more popular if you did~”
Kid grinned wide, largely ignoring the glare as he let the other fix the slight mess. Hey, at least there were less actual tangles, it should be easy enough to smooth out again, right?
The thief then paused and straightened, bringing a hand to his chin in thought.
The vigorous scratching at his hair only proved that Conan hadn’t brushed his hair at all day that, the knots and small tangles catching on the thieve’s gloved hand. Feeling it yank and jerk at his head, the boy let out a pained whine and slapped at the air wildly.
“What the hell are you doing?!”
“Jeeze, and people think my hair is bad… Just hold still a second…”
If Kid could fix his own hair to look like a certain detective, straightening this out to look decent shouldn’t be too hard… Though, at least his hair wasn’t quite so tangled when he had to do it…
His hands slowed, gently picking apart the worse bunches and ignoring the chibi’s protesting before combing through more smoothly.
“There~ Somewhat better…” He paused, then smirked. “Unless of course you were trying to match mine this time, in which case…”
The thief ruffled the other’s hair, just enough to look messier, but still a lot neater than it had been…
”You were in my debt, and that settled it. I do feel a little bad about the whole bomb thing, but can’t we let bygones be bygones? It’s not like I’m going to rely on you for something that important again.”
“By all rights, the fact that I’ll come and chat with you means I don’t feel as bad about it… But since you were commenting on why Kaitous don’t trust you… We can forgive, to an extent, but it’s not something we’ll forget easily, you know. And aside from that, I think the explosion went beyond what your ‘favour’ got you…”
Might be a little hesitant, but he does accept the desserts, despite his misgivings about what’s happened in the past. Overall, the detective was good about things involving criminals… And maybe he should feel flattered that the other had so much faith in his abilities that he needed to resort to more questionable actions… Yeah… or not so much, but he’s willing to have a bit of trust outside of heists and any unexpected requests.
Grumbles, “Look, I didn’t have the time to let you in on every little detail, and I knew you’d be fine. You’ve manage to wiggle your way out of trouble before, what made this any different?”
“Maybe because I usually know when to expect to be shot at or be met with bombs? Even if I wasn’t, I didn’t exactly need your problems to get tossed on me for an easy ‘get out of dodge’…”
“Soccer balls, yes, but I think some of us are still recovering from that train incident…” Or for movie canon, the whole ‘pretend to fall off a building to dart the thief in midair while he’s gliding’ plan…
”You made it out alive, I don’t see what the big deal is.”
“…You could at least be a little more apologetic about nearly getting a thief blown up for who knows why…”
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