No. No he was not. Too comfortable where he was. And warm. Well, for the most part, but maybe moving closer to the source of heat would help more… Yes, do that.
“D’pends on ‘f y’ w’nt red ‘r blue ic’ng ‘n th’ cake…” he commented, voice heavy with sleep as he wrapped his arms around the other as well he could and snuggled closer, humming contently.
If you snuck into my room I would:
[x] Go back to sleep (probably with his tantei in tow)
[] Kick you out
[x] Cuddle with you
[x] Be like “How in the world?” (How did you find me and how did you get in? I mean, I knew ‘Conan’ had a lot of various skills, but lockpicking tantei-kun? *so many raised eyebrows*)
[] Let you sleep on the floor
[] Become angry
If you kissed me (or hugged, depending upon character/gender/etc.) I would:
[x] Kiss or hug you back
[x] Smile and laugh
[] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable
[] Push you away
[x] Be shocked surprised
[] Strike you
If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:
[] No
[x] Yes
[] Most certainly not.
[x] Without hesitation.
You are:
[x] Cute
[x] Adorable
[x] Attractive
[x] Beautiful
[] Okay
[] Ugly
[] Am not going to grace this with an answer
You are to me a:
[] Stranger
[x] Acquaintance
[x] Possible Ally
[x] Friend
[x] Love
[x] Rival
[] Enemy
I find you to be:
[] Pathetic
[] Of no consequence
[x] Intriguing
[] Frightening
[] Unsettling
[] Annoying
[x] Infuriating (Detective’s and their bad habits, Chapter 2: Sorry, PIs, but ‘Coffee’ is Not an Acceptable Meal [Chapter 1 being: Don’t Make the Thief Get Out His Knockout Bombs])
[x] Pleasant company
[x] Comforting
[x] Unable to be lived without
[x] Trustworthy
Hip:Interest
Waist:Possessiveness/“You are mine.”
Over the heart:“I love you.”
Shoulder:Worry/Concern for other/Fear
Cheek:“I want to tell you I love you.”/Deep affection/Devotion
Hair:Yearning
Wrist:Fear of losing you
The thief blinked a few times, glancing down at the hold Shinichi ended with before a small, soft smile tugged at his lips. His own touches from last time hadn’t really changed, so he just places his free hand over the other’s heart and kisses him on the cheek before pulling him into a hug, nuzzling his hair a bit.
“Thank you, tantei-kun… I’ll be fine.” A small tightening of the hold. “…I promise.”
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“Why does everyone think I’m cute?” He may be sulking, oops. He really doesn’t get why people think he’s cute. He’s definitely not, wasn’t even before he’d turned into Conan. Especially now that he’s shorter then before and underweight. He has to look far too terrible to be cut-
“W-wait, what was that last part?” Had he heard that right? There was no way the master thief could love him. Surely he misheard.
“The last part? Oh… the one about the fact that I care greatly about the adorable detective in front of me who’s slightly stuttering at being too distracted by the word ‘cute’ to pay as much attention to the word ‘love’? Is that the one you meant?~”
Yep, he’s definitely in a mood tonight, that he was just going around and saying thing like this so casually -if slightly teasingly as well- and reaching out to lightly wrap his arms around Shinichi while smiling softly.
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He blinked, then grinned and leaned forward to kiss the other’s cheek before pulling back and offering a rose.
“Thank you, tantei-kun~”
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(Thank You! ❤ *all these hugs be goin’ round* …Not that it should surprise anyone at this point.~
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…All of you be sayin’ descriptions, and I honestly think that’s one of my worser points, considering I feel like I do more what Kai acts on than anything else. I mean, I try and set up so that what I can see in my head for what’s happening gets across, but I feel like I rarely ever actually describe much else… Well, sometimes I do. Inconsistently. I think. Hmm…..)
The thief was always welcome to stay longer, that would never change. He enjoyed his presence a lot and it helped to keep him grounded. But then he also wasn’t sure if it was the thief himself or just having someone around.Enjoying the presence of said thief, despite his previous joking aside. He moved into the mindset of making them coffee once it was finished, a large black cup for himself and one for KID. Though he would let the thief fix up his own coffee however he wished, as that was something else he had yet to learn about the white clad magician.
“Yes, yes, I understand” he replied absently with a wave of his hand, taking a large drink of the coffee he’d poured himself. “I know it’s not good to only live on coffee, and lord knows you aren’t the only one after me to eat better.”
If he was bothered by the slight scolding he showed no signs of it. Even his tone seemed unbothered and casual about it. “I have gotten better about eating during the day, if it makes you feel better. But I really don’t have time or energy to cook or shop with how much I do in a day.”
He glanced up to the thief and smiled. It wasn’t a particularly strong smile, after all he was still a bit raw from opening himself up some to him. “I’m fine. I promise.”
He wasn’t really but KID had his own problems to worry about this the added problems of an unstable detective.
Kid was of half a mind to just take the coffee black, as awkward as he still felt being here, casual manner aside. However, he eventually decided he wasn’t going to sacrifice his taste buds just because he wanted to keep up thief appearances. Not when he really didn’t have to, especially after all that had happened.
So when Shinichi raised his cup to start drinking, he moved to get creamer and sugar, as well as a spoon, all of which he’d come across in searching for any signs that the other actually did have something he could subsist on, and brought them over and put them next to his cup before taking a seat. Of course, he was still listening as he mixed in enough of the two into the dark drink to make coffee purists sick with how sweet he was making it, though he really would have been happier if he had milk or honey to use instead, since they worked better for him.
Yeah, though he could drink practically any type of coffee, if given the choice, it quickly becomes obvious he has a bit of a sweet tooth.
He did look up while he was stirring, returning the detective’s smile with a soft one of his own. Years of Poker Face let him be able to show it, though it wasn’t as though there was no actual warmth to the grin. The part that wasn’t as genuine was just being used to hide the concern he still had over Shinichi’s eating habits, since that could be addressed later…. but he did make a mental note to at least get some food that could be stored for long periods of time to fill up at least some of the space. If only to make himself feel a bit better about it.
Though… he did worry that the eating habit wasn’t simply limited to being busy with detective work. Shinichi might be saying he’s fine, but…
No. Mental head shake. Some people actually mean when they say that… Just because I don’t doesn’t necessarily mean anything…
…But he wasn’t even believing his own arguments that the detective was okay. Kid knew he probably shouldn’t be drawing on their similarities to make the assumption that the other was lying to him right now….
He just felt like something wasn’t quite right. Probably because he’d said those exact words last night.
’I’m fine.’
The thief stopped stirring the bitter-gone-sweet drink and stared at it for a while before finally removing the spoon.
“…Tantei-kun. Do I need to repeat your own words back to you?”
He took a small a sip from the cup, small smile never quite leaving, though it did turn slightly more sad. No, he wasn’t actually going to wait for an answer to that. Kid may have been wanting to avoid mentioning anything that had happened, but he really didn’t want to have Shinichi possibly trying to shut him out like he had tried to do.
A sigh. He really shouldn’t think so much about things. Especially not this early.
“I doubt you’re fine. …But I’m not really one to talk, I suppose…”
KID was standing in his kitchen.
Having effectively stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of the white clad thief, he stared at him a bit stupidly while he tried to process what he was seeing. KID was standing in his kitchen and making coffee.
Whenever the thief stayed he was gone by the time he woke up. So to see him standing there was… He turned to head back out of the door way.
“I’m going back to bed."
No he was kidding. The smell of coffee was too tempting.
Turning back around he moved to go and pull down some cups, in case KID wanted some too, before sitting down at the island. He wanted to ask why he was still there, why he hadn’t left, but he was so afraid the thief would do as such.
"I feel like I should apologize for the lack of food in my cabinets,” he said instead. It was best, he felt, to not bring up the previous night. Maybe let the thief do as such instead.
Oi, oi…
Actually, he wasn’t sure whether to be offended or not that the detective would be so shocked at seeing him still in the house as to possibly just go back to bed and pretend the thief wasn’t really there. Especially since the other had been the one to mention the possibility of Kid still being here in the morning.
Well, he didn’t debate it for too long, when Shinichi went to go get cups, a bit surprised when a second one was pulled out. Kid hadn’t really been intending on having any of the coffee himself, since he could function just fine after he made himself get out of bed ninety-five percent of the time. On the other hand… It would likely help with the headache…
And just the simple action of pulling out two cups, to him, meant he was welcome to be here a bit longer.
The thief couldn’t help bit give a silent sigh of relief at that, and the fact Shinichi hadn’t commented about what had happened last night. He knew the other was probably still curious, especially since that was the reason he was standing in the detective’s kitchen in the first place.
But he wasn’t going to willingly discuss it himself either, if the other wasn’t going to bring it up. Not actively avoid the topic either, but he just kind of wanted to ignore it for as long as possible.
Kid shifted his weight some as he waved a dismissive hand at the mention of apologising.
“It’s fine. Not me you should apologise to for that anyway, considering your stomach is the one that has to deal with a barren kitchen…. Really, tantei-kun, coffee is not a food group…”
Ok, he’d told himself he wouldn’t scold… but he couldn’t help it.
Shinichi hadn’t even stirred as KID rolled over and curled up to him, though he seemed to relax just a little. He was a heavy sleeper when comfortable, unless he was having nightmares, and he trusted KID so there was no reason to not be able to sleep through movements on the bed.
Though when the blanket was laid over him he shifted enough to snuggle under it’s warmth, leaning in to the thief’s touch as a soft smile settled on his face. He frowned some as KID pulled away and climbed from the bed. He couldn’t help but to roll over to where his magician had been and curled up in his warmth.
It wasn’t much longer before he actually found himself waking up, a bit earlier then his usual time, staring at the closed door. Sitting up and stretching, he seemed to have forgotten that the thief had actually been there in his not fully awakeness yet and moved to slide from the bed.
He definitely needed some coffee, though he couldn’t help but feel like something was missing or off. Well he’d figure it out once his brain was functioning like it should. A half asleep zombie of a detective made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen.
One of these days (or nights, more likely), he was going to have to thoroughly explore the Kudo house and learn where everything was. He probably should have already, but he was normally more focused on coming to see the detective than he was on learning what was in said detective’s kitchen.
Which, for the record, wasn’t much.
Made it easier to find what he was looking for, but Kid wasn’t really all that happy knowing that coffee was practically the only thing to find. Not that he was really one to talk, not having the best variety of food sitting in his own home, but at least he had more than just a few meal options… if what little he found in the other’s cupboards and fridge could even be made into a meal.
…No, he has to live off of more than just bread and coffee… Wait, how often does he eat anyway?
Yeah, most of his own concerns about last night and secrets had been pushed aside upon seeing what little Shinichi seemed to live off of. True, he could see the other not actually making much himself, but- at least keep a decent stock of food for when take-out isn’t an option, tantei-kun…
In the end, he just shook his head and started preparing the coffee because he was not going to go into a lecture on bad habits with a detective, especially considering it would probably lose at least a bit of meaning coming from someone who has restless fingers that liked to play with others a bit too much and jumps off high buildings from time to time.
The thief almost didn’t notice Shinichi coming in, somewhat busy with leaning against the counter, eyes closed and hand spread across his face as he sighed and tried ignoring the headache that was now wanting to make itself known. However, he did open his eyes when he picked up a sound not related to the brown liquid brewing off to the side and froze for a second, still not quite settled down from the previous worries.
He recovered quickly though, lowering his arm and smiling at the sleepy detective.
“Good morning, tantei-kun.~”
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