“Well if its any consolation I like you just the way you are. English blood and Japanese mixed. ” As he spoke he laced his fingers and rested his chin on them. Closing his eyes he exhaled and felt his whole body relax and basked in the others presence he had begun to expect since high school.
You’re an idiot, Kuroba Kaito.
If only he hadn’t been so blind, scared, stubborn he might had been able to enjoy this a bit more. The late nights might have not been so cold and the days less lonely. He smiled softly and buried his face against his knee. Taking another breath, this time to steady himself he looked back to the detective.
“Their about to make a boarding announcement for your flight.” he whispered reluctantly.
The comment had the detective blushing, and he looked down at his hands in sheepish pleasure, quiet and happy. It meant a great deal that Kuroba felt that way about him, considering the reception his mixed blood had gotten him before. “Thank you,” he whispered, barely audible.
Hakuba checked his watch at the mention of the flight, then looked to the travel board to see if there were any delays with his flight, but alas, it was on schedule. Biting his lip, he hesitated before looking back at Kaito, brows knitting as a frown settled into place. “Ah, you’re right… I suppose that’ll be any moment now, really… and I’ll be one of the first to board, given my status…"
He shifted in the seat, anxious. "I don’t suppose I could just… forget all about this and miss my flight, could I?"