“You can call me Kaito if you want. Just be careful in public, as I would rather I didn’t get arrested. And I wasn’t aware that the full moon was then… This will be interesting, at least.” Oh, shit. “Maybe make it part of the act. I could put in fake fangs and add in a trick or two to incorporate vampires or something similar.
“Though you request that, I will say this. If you get drunk, it may dull the awareness for a time, but you eventually snap back and have to deal with whatever it is you’re avoiding.” KID kissed Hakuba’s neck lightly, then leaned and whispered in Hakuba’s ear. “I hope I’m not that much of a pain, that you’d rather drink yourself into a stupor.”
The detective’s mind was trying to wrap itself around the relevancy of vampires with limited success when all of that came to an abrupt halt. First, it occurred to Hakuba that Kaito might be rejecting his request for more alcohol. That was a pain. Secondly – oh, god, the closeness, the touch to his neck, the… the whisper. Warm breath on his ear..
Hakuba let out a huff of air and took a moment to steady himself, head muddled with distractions.
“N-no…Kaito-kun…” he shook his head, chest aching with the burning flutter of his heart. “…God, no. I mean, if I can’t have both…”
What was he saying?!
“Ah, I mean-! You and… and, we… Ah…"
Flustered, he winced and turned his head to Kaito, Just how poorly was he doing in this whole rendezvous, anyway?