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Love me

Drabble Me

Leave a “Love Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.//Casually throws out here that it’s a drabble and my portrayal of your muse will never be up to par with yours cause I can’t read your mind but ily and I hope this is okay anyway <3<3<3 

Going to a heist was normally a nice thing, a break, a fun challenge. That’s what they were supposed to be. Well, simply because that’s what they were. Something he could sit back(metaphorically, at least) and enjoy. There weren’t any severe negative consequences. 

Sure, he might lose in a competition of wit, might not rise up and exceed past the initial challenge. Might be disappointed in himself. Might disappoint another(Kid, which felt harsher than his own 10 fold). But, nobody died when this criminal got away. There was no reason to actively try to catch him.Aside from his own personal desires of showing off to him. Proving himself to him. ( S e l f i s h ).

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...Why had he come tonight? Kudo Shinichi had no obligation to be there, it wasn’t like he was the Kid Killer. ‘You should go, get some air, maybe you’ll finally learn your place after being unable to catch Kid.’  ’S-Sonoko!’’What? I was just being honest, all he ever does is stay in his house. I bet he’s not even working on school or cases, he’s probably hiding a girlfriend.’’H-he’s not! Mou, you should apologize, he’s trying his best!’’If someone’s going to apologize here, shouldn’t it be him? Best at what? Ignoring people? Working on cases and not answering calls? I thought you were over him anyway.’’You don’t know what he’s going through right now, and that doesn’t have anything to do with... Shinichi? Why aren’t you saying anything?’’Well, it’s not like I can argue. She hasn’t said anything I can--’’Shinichi!’’W-what? Why are you crying?’

’Idiot, what’d you do to Ran?!’

‘I-I don’t know.’

‘How could you not know?!’

--shut up--Grating in his memory, he couldn’t even put his all into catching Kid in the first place. It wasn’t like he was a killer. Helped possibly(almost definitely) more than harmed. (But a criminal all the same).He should be spending his time catching people that were purposely hurting others, not... (He didn’t deserve a b r e a k. Shouldn’t be bothering with other people. The longer he wasn’t looking at case files, the more time people had to cover their tracks. The more likely it was that someone would break the law in worse ways again later...right?)

Heavy steps plopped down the stairs(funny, how loud his steps seemed in comparison to Conan’s). Not that it mattered. Kid would be long gone by the time he got to the window he’d deducted he’d use for his escape. (Wasn’t even trying, was he?)(He should be.)

“Meitantei.”

Froze at the voice. Somewhat, just a little icily. Something he wasn’t used to hearing in the other’s tone. Spite? No... well, maybe. “Kid.” Replied back. Because, what else was he supposed to do?An unimpressed brow rose as his response. Making him tighten his fist slightly. Why was everyone always judging him? (Maybe because he spent his days sending others to be judged. Or, maybe, he was just overthinking things. Stressed. Paranoid. Not getting enough sleep.)“I thought you’d be gone by now.” Quiet, he’d been slow this entire heist. This was the first time he’d been within speaking distance of the other. A quiet but purposely audible sigh as the magician flicked his wrist and a puff of smoke came out. Not sleeping gas, but the detective put his arm up to block his air anyways. “Well, then you thought wrong.” Heard the sound of a window being unlatched. As the smoke dispersed, Kid appeared as if he’d been leaning against the side of a window the whole time. (Not the one he’d been thinking he’d escape from, he noted offhandedly. He really was off today. It didn’t seem like Kid had come in from outside either.) “You looked like you could use some air.”Lowered his arm when he saw Kid speaking in the gas. Or, what was left of it. “I feel like people have been saying that a lot recently.” It was why he was even here, in a way. Kind of. Still wasn’t entirely sure, actually. Just knew that he’d done something wrong, and wasn’t even sure what. ( Maybe everything. )

“Hmmm...” Kid hummed, crossing his arms in a seemingly nonchalant way. He wasn’t saying anything else, just standing there. Hadn’t really been talking to him anyway, just stating the facts.Grit his teeth at him, the relaxed pose pissing him off somehow. ( Or was it the silently observant hum, that he’d most likely waited for him here, that h’d probably been losing respect for him all night. If he’d had any in the first place. ) “What?”A half smile at the prompt, as Kid continued leaning against the interior of the window side. “Not exactly a what, Meitantei...look out the window.” 

He found himself more surprised at relief at the expression, than he was at the expression itself. (Everyone’d been so tense since he came back, he’d just assumed... Hasn’t he been a jerk all night anyway? Not even attempting to keep up with him...) Found himself heading for the window mindlessly, only to be snapped out of his stupor by a few loud bangs and sprouting sunflowers...

Or fireworks of them, anyway. The many colors making him realize that it wasn’t sunflowers, maybe daisies? Or... gerberas? Maybe? ‘Cheer up?’ Blinked confusedly as a dove flew by the window and dropped something in front of him. Closer inspection showed that it was another flower. Picked it up as he examined it. An anthurium...? Hospitality? Happiness? Due to his tiredness and surprise at what was going on, took him until the tip of the flower opened up(starting to release a small gas, this time, quickly identifiable as sleeping) to realize it wasn’t real. “What’re you--” Dropped the flower, and tried to block his air passages, but he’d already inhaled--A gloved hand pulled out to pull him into the room, a safe distance from the window. “Rest, Meitantei.” Pointedly not answering the question. ‘You also looked like you could use some sleep.’

But he might have just dreamed that part.

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"Like poetry" KID/Kaito twin

“I don’t.” That was poetic, right? expressing love for someone without using the word love was easy when you didn’t love them...

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MonKaixCon/Shin

I think they’d be cute I mean he’s a Kid lover through and through.

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*Kisses Conan on the forehead.*

“W-what’re you--” Guards in front of himself with small hands. “--don’t be weird!” Please ignore the light tinting of pink on his cheeks. 

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*It had been a while, but she had heard about what Shinichi had done and wanted to thank him.* "I wanted to thank you since, he wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't for you." (Sakura)

“No, I, that’s not something I can be thanked for.” It wasn’t something he could have ever not... “Is he...” Left the empty question hanging in silence.

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Flower meme?

“Well she’s really cute.”

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🔐?? uvu

He already trusts this thief with far too much. There’s not much that can really be done to make him trust him more. But, if you want to get him to trust you on a personal level too, rather than just a professional...

...I’d say snuggles.

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🔐 Saguru

Maybe he’d trust him more if he stopped hurting people.

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Gin or Vodka?

“I’d save Vodka.” Because Gin was the more dangerous of the two. Had probably killed quite a few more people. 

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Was going to send this: "So you're the first survivor. That's quite interesting." Shiho looks observantly and unemotionally at the shrunk Shinichi. "My records say that you are Shinichi Kudo, a high school detective who helps out the police occasionally. You go by Conan Edogawa now right?"

Who the hell...?

“I’m Conan Edogawa? But Shinichi-niichan isn’t me! He’s an adult, you’re weird, neechan.”

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Well, look who's visiting again. It's none other than a female dove, one who often finds her way over to a certain favorite playmate. { Simply speaking, Saki wanted to stop by~ uvu <'3 }

“Saki?” He wasn’t inside this time, so he didn’t really have any bird treats to give her, but he had some bread from his lunch? Could tear a little bit off for her... Kid wouldn’t mind, probably. Either way he was pretty sure Saki’d appreciate it. Pets and bread. For Saki.

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( 💘 on the cheek <3 ) 💋 On the back of his neck, the same place he kissed when Kudō had his blindfold on. ; )

((//chus~ your cheek back <3))

It wasn’t at a heist. He hadn’t even seen the other when it’d happened. His walking stilled as he felt the lips on his neck. Wouldn’t have realized what, or rather, who it was if he hadn’t experienced the sensation before. Looked behind him but the other was already gone. Sighs as he closes his eyes, recalling the memory, the previous sensation, confirming that it was indeed the same.

...Today of all days? A deep inhale, the thief sure liked to send mixed messages.

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💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘 + 💋💋 on the forehead =w=

((aksjfhksjg //chus~ cheek back <3))

“Ah, Aoko-neechan’s so nice! I bet you’re really popular.”

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... Oh. Way to make him tense, eyes wide, for several seconds -- before he exhaled out all the tension in a shuddering sigh, pressing closer. "Just Kaito," he said, voice miraculously steady. "I... I'd prefer Kaito." Just. Not moon, no, not what gave Pandora its power, not the illumination Kaitou Kid lurked beneath. Shaking his head, he made an attempt to snuggle the memories away.

“Me too, actually.” Musters up a small questioning smile. Had he said something wrong? “It’s the name you first gave me, so...” Presses into the other, hoping he was okay. Guess sky did fit him pretty well. He somehow always managed to-- (shut the thoughts out as he realized what he was doing). “I love you, Kaito.” Extra emphasis on his name.

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💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋(( wait kai lemme slide a 💘 in here pls and thank <3 ))

”I love you.” Kisses him back twice fold. And then some. Sorry he was late.((and mun happily chus~ your cheek back uwu <3))

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💋 gives him a kiss on the forehead just because

“You didn’t have to give me one you know.” Happy smol be happy.

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-- And casually leans in to kiss the ice cream off his nose, because he can't just leave that there, can he?

Casual reminder that his boyfriend’s a dork–

–maybe he should wash his nose <3