Leave a “Get Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.

“No, really, he didn’t mean it like that at all, m’am.” Hakuba patted the Osakan’s back with a pleasant – if not completely smug – smile, head tilting in an effort to appear even more harmless and charming. “My associate here is just… well, a little bit… how to say it… Hot-blooded?" 

He knew that Heiji was fuming and probably only barely holding back a string of curses and insults, but that hardly mattered at the moment. It was far too important to save his ass, and far too amusing to get him into his debt in this way, so he wasn’t about to waste the opportunity. Not in a situation like this, where the offended party just happened to be a fan of the half-british detective. Ah, sweet revenge.

"At any rate, it was a simple misunderstanding, and he’s very sorry… aren’t you, Hattori-kun?"