“Do you know what my problem is, Kuroba…?” Hakuba asked, sliding his hands up the thief’s back with a little smile, eyes closing once he reached those shoulder blades. “Why I’m being permanently dismissed from the Task Force… why I’m no longer welcome in my father’s house… why everything is just falling apart for my career, my schooling, my credibility…?" 

He sighed, drawing his fingertips over Kaito’s shoulders, then leaned in to kiss at his neck, lipping up to his ear, where he caressed, tugged.

"I can’t ever go home to London because they consider me a failure without having defeated Kaitou KID… the other detectives don’t respect me because I failed to complete the one task I set out to do when I came here. And do you know why that is? Do you?”

Hakuba slipped his arms around Kaito’s bare midsection, appreciating the toned muscles and curves.

“It’s simple,“ he said, voice dropping to a whisper right against the back of his ear. "I loved you too much.”