“My mun keeps freakin’ ou’ over i’, kinda annoyin’ actually.”
“At least you’re not involved…”
“You’d be surprised, wizard. Sometimes opposites really do attract.”
“Thanks for the unsolicited advice, lady."
The Meaning of the Monocle
”YOU! I WANT YOU! THAT’S ALL I’VE EVER WANTED!!” He snapped and snatched him up by the collar. ”So go on back to England and take the damn monocle cause like Hell that I’m going to let you forget me over there and when you want me too you know where to find me.”
He dropped him. Just let him go not caring if the other fell to floor. He was way too hurt and frustrated to care. If he was going to be an Ass then by all means Kaito sure as hell didn’t have to stay.
The shock of being grabbed so roughly and screamed at right in his face had Hakuba staring again. He couldn’t hide the tremble that moved through him, chest tightening like it always did in these sorts of situations. All he could do was set his his mouth in a thin, reserved line, brows furrowed. He opened his mouth to reply, ready to snap sharp retorts right back at him.
“Well, Kuroba-kun!” he called after him, following after with conviction, only to … to half his pursuit. Confused. Wait. He wanted…
Kaito wanted him.
You! I want you! That’s all I’ve ever wanted!
And now Kaito was leaving. He took a deep breath, realization snapping into place like the final piece to the puzzle. The detective gasped, locked his gaze on the retreating thief, and gave chase. Head down, teeth grit, dashing out into the long hallway, yelling at the top of his lungs.
“Kuroba!!!"
There was no way in hell that he was going to just let him get away with that!
“It’s not encouraging if Tantei-san’s already fallen down the wall, Tantei-kun~”
A hum, a skip in his step.
“All the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t put their relationship together again!"
"Well… good, then! ‘Cause Hakuba’s supposed to be a detective, and detectives do NOT date thieves!”
“Oh… … right. That whole thing.”
The Meaning of the Monocle
“Why do you think I gave you that? Damn IT! Hakuba protect me? Protect me from what? I wanted you to have it for a reason! Protect me? HA!” Kaito snorted and paced away from him. “I haven’t need protecting since I was eight. Did you not understand why I gave it to you? What everything I just placed into your hands? Hakuba …..”
He exhaled and turned back to him. He exhaled harshly through his nose and just waited for his answer.
This was absurd. After everything… Hakuba felt his own anger stir, gritting his teeth as he fought back the fear of confrontation, shoulders back to draw himself up tall, posturing. He couldn’t let Kuroba push him like this; he had only been trying to help.
“God, I know you don’t need me,” he said at first, stalking toward them with a firm jaw and a blush of rising heat. “This is so fucking ridiculous, Kuroba-kun! You know what? FINE!”
Marching until he was just inches away, he reached for Kaito’s shoulders and held them, forcing the other to look at him. “Tell me, then! Tell me what it is that you want! Just what the bloody HELL DO YOU want from ME?!"
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britishhsdetectivehakuba: whiteknighthakuba: dfjkbjkbjbsdjbsdjfsdjsdafnk UGH YOU TWO. SO MUCH./ UGH. I JUST UGH UGH I JUST WANTED KISSES JUST KISSES THATS ALL I WANTED KISSES AND YOU GAVE ME THIS “Aren’t you loving the drama and suspense~?” “You know, you really shouldn’t be fraternizing with the enemy anyway, Hakuba…"
The Meaning of the Monocle
There was no stopping his anger now. It was build faster than he could control it. He reached for the other and threw his hands down and paced away then stormed back. Small little intelligible noise kept coming from his throat. He took a deep breath and tried to center his anger in an attempt to calm down enough to speak.
“What do you think you are doing? You! That monocle is! I! DAMNIT!” he shouted and tore his hands into his hair.
Biting his lip, Hakuba pulled the monocle to his chest almost protectively, eyes wide as Kaito yelled at him. At least his blush was nearly gone, color draining from his face in confusion and fear. “I… I’m trying to help you, Kuroba-kun! Trying to protect you!"
There were few things that set Hakuba on the defensive than being yelled at with included hand gestures. He frowned, quickly reaching for the lockbox to slip it back inside with a snap of the lid, moving after to get to his feet.
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