At first, the thief frowned, brows furrowing in confusion and annoyance as this person just moved to block the path to his longed for goal – food, bread, instant ramen, chocolate – but then the other male started to speak.
Kaitou blinked, expression turning blank as he tried to place that voice. And that hair and those eyes. Where had he—
And then realization hit and an utterly blinding grin split his face as he leaped – stumbled – towards the detective, arms winding around his torso in a tight, tight embrace. And to hold himself up. For some unexplicable reason, his legs didn’t quite seem to want to carry him. Hm. He should probably look into that later.
It could wait though.
“Ha~ku~baaaa~” The thief singsonged, focus returning to the blonde detective. “Can y’get me som’ chocolate? I think’ve lost m’wallet~”
“Good God, it really is you.” Hakuba frowned, chin tucked against his throat as he looked down at the thief that clung to him. “What in the world have you been doing? And- chocolate? For God’s sake, you’re still in uniform, in public, and you’re asking about chocolate?"
The detective sighed. On the one hand, he really liked Kaito, as KID or otherwise. On the other, it was dangerous for him to be out and about like this. And irritating that he was drunk, clinging to him, and acting all around completely undignified.
…then again, he really liked the way the thief had said his name just then.
So Hakuba sighed again. "I’ll get you some chocolate, certainly, but if I do will you come with me? I need to get you off of these streets before someone else finds you. Here, hold my coffee and don’t move from this spot,” he said, attempting to detach the thief and reattach him to the corner of the building. “Sit here, or something… I’ll just nip in and get you something and then we can be on our way. Deal?"