Goodbye~

“Please… if you’re getting this message, send help. There are four of us down here. God, I can only hope this reaches someone. I can’t see – too much smoke. Basement of the-” he broke off to give a hacking cough, gasping a moment before returning. “The… Hyatt… Minato-ku… Bomb squad, fire-”

There was a pause and a shuffle, phone against fabric. A child crying in the background. “God, no, stay still, don’t- things are shifting… Stay together. That’s it, low to the ground… yes, I know it’s wet. Hush, hush, it’s all right, they’re coming for us…” 

Static.

“Eastern side. We’re running out of air and the room is flooding. Please hurry.”

Click.

OOC (stubborn muses geez)

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((currently writing for angst week start, but Hakuba has been overwhelmed with his Kaito feels since last night and won’t stop having me replay that song of ‘his’ over and over again telling me just how worried he is and how much he cares and geez Hakuba let’s focus on your own problems here and then he says no you don’t understand – maybe all of the goodbyes have thrown him off I don’t know but either way I am doing this angst week thing right now and he is just gonna have to give up his distractions and focus on himself for a while. Earlier he was talking to me all about how he was worried about Kyoya, too. And Emi. And Heiji. adfslfdkjsa HAKUBA FOCUS. JUST IGNORE EVERYONE ELSE’S STUFF FOR A MINUTE. WE ARE TALKING ABOUT YOU. and he goes ‘play the song again’ 

The fever in my chest spreads 
And does it know love? 
Within this moment 
I want to hide you 


He just wants to protect everyone from angst week god damn Hakuba stop it okay I’m gonna write about friggin WHITE CHAPEL now kthanks))

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“Goodbye.”

“Shit… voicemail…” A groan, a frustrated sigh. Hesitant hum. “God, what can I say? Hah… ahah… gnh.” The detective’s voice was choked, permeated with sniffles and half-failed attempts at staying calm.

“I love you, Kuroba Kaito. Whatever happens, just remember that. I never… deserved you. But I…” Muffled, gasping breaths. Was Hakuba… crying? “I’m sor- I’m sorry. I… th-thank you. For everything.”

His voice dropped to a whisper. “I’m so scared.”

Click.

Screw Angst Week

themoonlightthief:

-casually knocks on the window, before pushing it open and swiftly jumping inside- 

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“I heard something about chocolate~?”

“Yes! I’ve ordered the cook and staff to make more, too, so just… well, it’ll be like a little host club, of sorts! But instead of being like Ouran, for all of the extremely rich and bored, it’ll be for Kaitous to meet all of your chocolate needs.”

“I’ll go… find an appropriate host outfit. Please, be my guest; enjoy the chocolate~!”