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“Could just admit you’re a sweetheart and get this facade over with.”

📂 SOFT & SASSY STARTERS.

⚖️ ❝ EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, I've got a reputation to uphold! ❞

The doctor sits atop a crowded desk, facing him with a smile he knows so well. Kiriko's trips to the office are always an unexpected treat; rarely do they find themselves in the same city at all. They'll make good use of their time together of course, they always do. In fact even here, even now, while the door hangs half open, Zenigata can't help the way his hands drift. ❝ .. Besides, admitting it would only give you one less reason to tease me. ❞

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@kirikosensei said: Kiriko removes his glove, taking Zenigata's hand in his. He squeezes gently. "You look tired, Inspector."

⚖️ HE IS TIRED. IN FACT he's exhausted to the point where his poor eyes have begun to burn, even as he peers up at his beloved doctor. Just how badly can the man can feel him tremble, he wonders? ❝ .. I didn't know you'd be around tonight. ❞ Hopeless misdirection. Sweat finds his palms, and Zenigata forces himself to squeeze back. The paperwork in his lap shifts with the rest of him. ❝ Almost didn't hear you come in. ❞

.. He doesn't like Kiriko seeing him like this. Eyes are quick to shift downward, avoidant, like a bad dog. Shame floods his stomach faster than he knows what to do with it. ❝ Y-you, uh... Staying the night? ❞

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@kirikosensei​ said: he's a ten but he commits mercy killings on terminally ill people via euthanasia . 

⚖️ SEND “THEY’RE A 10 BUT...” AND FINISH IT IN MY MUSE’S ASKBOX.

       “Ah--

       “Might need some time to think on that one... Raincheck?” Or maybe dinner first... Doctor Kiriko, was it..? He’ll always be a sucker for a man with power.

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@kirikosensei ⚖️ starter.

⚖️ FOR 8-YEAR-OLD KOICHI, summer could not have come soon enough. The Okinawan heat-- sub-tropical and oppressive-- already sits like a thick blanket across the entire village. A few lazy clouds lay motionless in an otherwise bright sky. Even the cicada song sounds sluggish. He and his lumbering tosa inu stick to the shade when they can. Thankfully the edge of the forest isn’t far-- and neither is the creek that waits just beyond it.

       Kentaro leads, Koichi follows. It’s a trip they’ve made countless times before, after school or on a sunny Saturday morning. He carries a small plastic bucket in one hand and a bug net in the other: the tried-and-true tools of every curious child. “Ah-- no, this way, Ken-Ken. C’mon.”

       The dog slows to a sudden standstill, ears pricked and alert. He sees something... Not something, someone. Another kid not much older than Koichi himself. They’re kneeling at the streambed with a stick, alone and... Shirtless..?

       ❝ Daijoubu..? A-are you okay? ❞ His tiny voice barely makes it over the creek that separates them. Fingers hold tight to the furry folds of Kentaro’s neck, more for comfort than to really keep the dog back. ❝ Your shirt... Did you lose it? ❞

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"I will come. I will always come for you.” ⟡ @kirikosensei

📂 BULLET TRAIN STARTERS.

⚖️ THE NOISE HE MAKES IS nothing short of a sob, short and ugly. A choked little thing. Had Kiriko’s arms not come around to support him, he may very well have crumbled right then and there. What had Zenigata done to deserve a man like him? He doesn’t know. He doesn’t think he ever will. But for now he lets the doctor hold him and stroke his back, cheek resting heavily against a slender shoulder. He smells nice, Zenigata thinks. Like white tea and jasmine.

Like home.

❝ .. Thank you. ❞ Comes a quiet, breathless sigh. Tears cling stubbornly to the inspector’s long lashes, falling only when he squeezes Kiriko tighter. He doesn’t want to let go. Not now, not ever.

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@kirikosensei said: you’re not gonna leave me，right ?

⚖️ ZENIGATA CAN'T LOOK HIM IN the eye, doesn't trust his mouth not to tremble were it to open. But what's left to say? He always leaves in the end, whether he wants to or not-- his twenty-something-year-old divorce was testament to that. So was his solitude... His loneliness.

A job like this-- a thief like Lupin-- demands one's full attention.

❝ .. I'm here now, aren't I? ❞ A whisper, a plea... He can feel his throat tighten around each word. It won't let him lie, not to Ikuma. Never to Ikuma. The boy deserves better than that. ❝ I'll always be with you when it matters most... You and the doctor. I promise. ❞

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@kirikosensei said: 🍳 [ if u want :) ]

SEND A 🍳 AND MY MUSE WILL COOK SOMETHING FOR YOU. (no longer accepting)

⚖️ LAZY MORNINGS ARE A WELCOME if not rare change of pace. Too often he’s rushing out the door before the sun even reaches the sky, briefcase in hand instead of a much needed coffee. It’s a bad habit, one that’s stuck with him since his days at uni, one he can never seem to shake no matter how hard he tries. Not that he’s had much reason to… Empty stomach or no, it’s served him well.

      Kiriko, however, serves him better.

      Zenigata makes sure to tuck the man in again before slipping out of bed. He’s gorgeous even in his sleep, long silvery hair haloing out onto the pillow beneath his head. An angel… Zenigata’s own little slice of heaven. Sunshine glitters in through the half open blinds, just enough to light the inspector’s way as he disappears out the bedroom door. Cool kitchen tile greets each step; the microwave clock reads 10:47 AM in bright neon red. Were he at the office, he’d be knee-deep in paperwork by now, no doubt fielding calls, complaints, and everything in between.

      The stovetop comes to life with a few quiet clicks, and in an hour Zenigata has a tray full of food prepared for his beloved. Steamed fish, rice, miso, a small bowl of nato and a cup of Kiriko’s favorite tea: all cooked to perfection.

Zenigata hovers over the edge of the bed, tray in hand, his lips coming down to press ever so gently against the doctor's forehead. ❝ Good morning, dear... ❞

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@kirikosensei said: Talk about Kiriko…

SEND “TALK ABOUT-” & A NAME FOR MY MUSE TO TALK ABOUT THEM.

⚖️ HAD HE A tail, it would already be wagging. Instead the name brings an immediate smile to Zenigata's face, one so wide it almost hurts.

❝ Doctor Kiriko..? He's, well-- he's an incredibly talented man, driven and dependable... A lot sweeter than he lets on. I'm glad to have met him. Lucky, even. You don't come across people like that very often. ❞

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@kirikosensei said: Is that … my shirt?

QUESTIONING MINDS.

⚖️ ❝ O-OH... IS IT? I hadn't noticed! ❞

He had noticed, and he's a terrible liar to boot. As if their size difference isn't obvious enough, you'd have to be blind to not see how badly the buttons of Kiriko's shirt struggle against Zenigata's broad chest. They're about one deep breath away from popping. Still-- those big ol' puppy dog eyes look about as innocent as ever. Always been the type of man you can never stay mad at for long.

❝ .. I'm doing laundry, alright? S'all I had left to wear... ❞ Zenigata mumbles. He's already starting to blush. ❝ I'll sew it if something tears, I promise, Kiko. ❞

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@kirikosensei​ said: "You look good." The doctor hummed, retucking Zenigata's shirt into his pants. "I know you prefer staying home... but I hope you'll let me spoil you a little just for tonight." Kiriko's arms snaked around the inspector's chest from behind. "Happy birthday, Zenigata-san."

       “Y-you think so? I don’t know, I feel a little... Silly.”

       He’s blushing-- this mountain of a man-- just like he always does when Kiriko gets so close. For someone who wears nothing but suits day in and day out, dressing casual is more of a challenge than it should be. Trembling hands fuss with buttons and wrinkles alike; they can’t seem to sit still, too nervous. It’s a losing battle. The harder Zenigata tries to relax, the harder he sweats-- “Ah. Maybe this was a bad idea...”

       Kiriko has always been such a grounding force-- steady where the inspector may otherwise stumble. They complement one another, and for that Zenigata is eternally grateful. It doesn’t take long for him to find himself leaning into the doctor’s arms, doe eyes pinched shut. Some part of him-- the needy, wanting, oh-so-selfish part, he’s sure-- wishes they’d forget dinner and just escape into the bedroom instead.

       “All you do is spoil me, Kiko...” Zenigata whispers. He’s smiling of course, and doesn’t need to look to know that Kiriko is too. “.. Thank you. ♡~”

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@kirikosensei​ ⚖️ continued from here.

       Zenigata had been waiting. It’s what he does best, after all: wait and wait and wait some more... Wait until Kiriko looks lonely enough to put up with the likes of him. Patience and puppy dog eyes always seem to pay off in the end. How lucky for him.

       He fits comfortably at the doctor’s side, curled against him with an arm slung around his waist and their legs tangled together. It’s times like these he feels he has no right to be as tender as love makes him. Relaxation doesn’t come easy for the average workaholic; the walls don’t want to come down, no matter how hard he pulls or desperately he claws. How long has it been since he last shared a bed with someone anyway..?--

       “.. I didn’t want to bother you.” It’s no surprise that he sounds about as tired as he looks, even if he is freshly showered. “What are you reading?”

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@kirikosensei​ said: 🎵

⚖️ SEND “🎵” FOR A LYRICAL STARTER.

       A bruised ego is the least of Zenigata’s problems. Dried blood stains a wrinkled coat collar. Breath comes in slow, labored heaves. He’s exhausted, worn and beaten and one long blink away from passing out. How lucky he is, then, that the one to come across him is a doctor. Were he in a better mood he may have welcomed the man with open arms. Instead he simply grunts, too tired to so much as sit up.

      “.. I wish I never woke up this morning...” He looks pitiful slumped against the bar-- a sorry sight if there ever was one. Drinks had been a mistake. One whiskey only ever leads to another, and another, and another... Story of his damn life. “Life was easy when it was boring.”

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@kirikosensei​ said: I'm no boobologist but ill take a look

       The feeling of cold leather against an otherwise warm chest leaves poor Zenigata shivering all over. It’s been a while since someone touched him there. He tries not to squirm or even breathe too hard, but that thick brow pinches all the same-- a pleading thing... A wanting thing. Can Kiriko feel his heartbeat through those gloves? See it pounding in his neck..? It’s hard to imagine a man so readily defined by precision being anything but attentive.

       “Didn’t know I was due for a check-up...” An embarrassing attempt at humor; his wit, it seems, has left him. In its place sits something far more expectant. “Be careful with me, will you?”

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5 SONGS THAT REMIND YOU OF YOUR MUSE.

DARKNESS ⚖️ THE POLICE.

I can dream up schemes when I'm sitting in my seat I don't see any flaws 'til I get to my feet I wish I never woke up this morning; Life was easy when it was boring

GOOD TIMES BAD TIMES ⚖️ LED ZEPPELIN.

In the days of my youth, I was told what it means to be a man Now I've reached that age I've tried to do all those things the best I can No matter how I try, I find my way to the same old jam Good times, bad times-- You know I've had my share

DON’T BRING ME DOWN ⚖️ ELECTRIC LIGHT ORCHESTRA.

You got me runnin', goin' out of my mind You got me thinkin' that I'm wastin' my time Don't bring me down, No, no, no, no, no I'll tell you once more before I get off the floor: Don't bring me down

EVERYTIME I TURN AROUND (BACK IN LOVE AGAIN) ⚖️ L.T.D.

Every time I move I lose When I look I'm in And every time I turn around I'm back in love again

SMOOTH OPERATOR ⚖️ SADE.

Face to face, each classic case We shadow box and double cross Yet need the chase

tagged by: @punisheye ^_^ tyy, this was sm fun! AND CHALLENGING i have. so many zeni playlists  . tagging: @reiketsui​, @skullkxd, @liesandalibis, @kirikosensei, @dragonsought​ !