KID nodded, still grinning. He started unbuttoning Hakuba’s shirt, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Wonderful.“
Good to know, but this… It was wisest and most prudent if nobody, apart from themselves, knew of this. One of his detectives getting removed from heists due to possible conflict of interest was something he would rather not have.
Though he couldn’t resist a few sneaky touches along Hakuba’s chest and abdomen between buttons. He was aiming both to tease Hakuba with this drawn out process and to give him some time to think. After all, one doesn’t just fool around with a criminal one chases for shits and giggles. And it didn’t seem like Hakuba was doing so flippantly, so that was good. (KID would end it now, if it was a flippant thing.)
There was no way in hell that Hakuba would breathe a word about this to anyone. Not as things were. For so, so many reasons.
Hakuba, meanwhile, loosened his tie some, lowering his hands afterward to not get in KID’s way. Each teasing touch thrilled him, distracted him. He reached for the bottom of KID’s shirt, movements clumsy compared to how he usually handled things like this, and he laughed.
What was even happening? How did they come to this?
He leaned toward KID, trying not to obstruct his work, but wanting to kiss and nibble at his neck. Just to taste him. And then he remembered, just as enough buttons parted from him, that he was still wearing the cross.
It swung free under his tie, flashing silver. Hakuba blanched and looked down, face paling somewhat, despite the blush. "Ah…"
He reached for it, to grasp it in his palm and hide it, but he knew KID would have seen it. And, Hakuba realized as he shifted from him, startled, if they continued, KID was sure to see the scars, too.
"S-sorry… just a moment.” He reached a hand to the back of his neck, fishing for the clasp to free the chain. With his tie and collar in the way, he couldn’t just pull it over his head.