He peeked up and rested his chin on his knees. He was still red in the face, neck and ears but he gave Hakuba a side ways glance. His gaze traveled from his eyes to him mouth and Kaito had the urge to kiss him again. Still watching his mouth he spoke again. Alluringly , quietly.
“And you feel the same?”
That it wasn’t an answer to his question confused the detective, but he shook his head to refocus, then nodded. Which was likely even more confusing in and of itself. “Ah, I… I do, yes. I mean, wait.” Hakuba had to pause to consider, restacking the information from what they’d both sort of more or less said and acted upon. Was he correct in his deduction, then? Scratch that, had he made a deduction just yet?
“What I mean to say is… yes, I’ve liked you for a very long time. Romantically, if you mean specifically, but the admiration has been there for ages. I thought… I thought that it was obvious for someone as keen and observant as you, and that your continued wariness of me was a clear sign of disinterest."
He then sighed, reaching a hand for Kaito’s shoulder, head tilting in concern. ”…Also, how often are you going to end up crouched down like this because of me? It can’t be good for your injury.“