( I did when I was reading, but I had the unfair advantage of having already been introduced to your character by Bayley )
“That’s something, at least…”
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He wouldn’t
Would he?
Wow this would literally be the worst first impression to make ever-
Oh I mean, I wouldn’t want you to get put in an awkward spot. Or. Anything like that. Ahahahaaaaaaaa.
#PLEASE DON’T LET SENPAI NOTICE ME OKAY OKAY.
“I… I don’t know. I don’t believe that he would waste his valuable time reading this sort of thing… it seems, ah, a rather frivolous thing to do… not at all worth his notice. I hope.”
“One, okay I made a mistake. Hakuba’s a nerd, not a dork. Or he can be both.
Two, you’re not denying any of it.”
"Well A) Both, definitely both,
and B)…. Yeah okay, I’ll admit to being a dork, but not a huge one like I do a bunch of cool things too give me some credit.”
"I… I do lots of cool things, as well…”
“Then did you make out with Holmlock Shears instead?”
when did you even get here
wait right
phantom thief
showing up is normal yeah okay
“No, no I did not, Kaitou-san. Hmf.”
YOU ARE AGGRESSIVELY MISUNDERSTANDING MY REASONS FOR INQUIRING.
If yOU ARE EVER PRESENTED WITH THIS AS A REAL OPPORTUNITY I FULLY EXPECT YOU TO SEIZE IT.
YOU SEIZE THE SHIT OUT OF THAT OPPORTUNITY AND YOU DEBRIEF ME ON THE EXPERIENCE PRONTO.Frick I can’t even believe this my friend might make out with Sherlock Holmes holy shit- if he does do I have permission to kiss you afterwards because for real I’ll take what I can get.
“Ah! Ye-yes! Yes all right. I will. And yes, you may! Certainly. Kisses all around! Oh god. I hope Mr. Holmes isn’t reading all of this nonsense…"
….Dude
Did you
Did you make out with Sherlock Holmes—
“It… it was a drabble! Nothing more! In character we’ve just started.. working on a case together, nothing to worry about! It’s not as though we’ve been… challenging each other and flirting or anything like that! And he may or may not have invited me back to his apartment… later.. for tea… but no! No, certainly not, I have not made out with Mr. Sherlock Holmes!”
And kissing is happening?
I don’t know about you but if I just find somebody in my closet my first instinct is very different what on earth
“It all started as a meme on Mr. Holmes’ blog, you see, and, ah… spiraled out of control…"
ƒ, Ŧ & ¿
ƒ – Supernatural
Ŧ – Thriller
¿ – Spies
“Himura-kun,” Hakuba hissed, pulling her back against the wall. “Are you entirely certain that this place is… well, what I mean to say is, there’s something off about it, isn’t there?”
Of course there was. He wouldn’t have been invited to come if there hadn’t been something out of the ordinary with it. The large, metal corridor made him nervous. They were investigating something that he’d never even heard of before, but she seemed confident. How and why they’d broken into the facility he still wasn’t certain, but it seemed as though they were about to find out…
Keep it Together
“Heh. Honestly honey, at this point in time, it really is all the same, and I couldn’t give a damn either way. I trust your professional decision, I mean.” Bit more snappy of a response than she’d intended, but her mindset was still shifted into Akai, and delicacy alluded her now and then. Maybe it was a good thing, because this was certainly the stronger side of her, in comparison to the uncertain, stammering wallflower.
His smile was slightly reassuring, in any case, and she did her best to offer one in return, before diverting her eyes away from his preparations. Regardless of however many occasions she’d had to use them on her own, her uneasiness and distaste for needles wasn’t wholly subsided.
"No, I haven’t. I don’t believe in painkillers except in less severe situations. Not persay because of allergies- blood thinners aren’t a good idea with open wounds, and aren’t horribly compatible with my heart condition. And I actively avoid acetaminophens because I don’t want anything messing with my prostaglandins. Patching up and keeping activity low for a while— that’s how I cope with pain.” Besides, I bring it on myself, I deserve to bare through some of it. She laughed once, humourlessly, at that thought, before flinching, and mentally noting that she shouldn’t watch any comedy movies while she was recuperating.
It kind of blows when it hurts to laugh, dangit.
"You’re a pretty swell paramedic, Hakuba-kun. Consider the fact duly noted, but hopefully not for frequent use.”
"It would be best if you didn’t require services such as this often, yes,” Hakuba’s reply came with a slanted smile, brow quirking in amusement. But even that bit of light-hearted tone came with a healthy dose of reservation; the detective was firm in keeping hold of himself while he worked, no matter how disturbing the situation. “I must admit that I’m relieved that you’re fine with sutures; I’m better with them, anyway.”
The phials were set aside. He hadn’t been aware of her heart, which gave him pause. Well, if she didn’t want pain medication, he would refrain. Not a problem. He exhaled slowly. Turning to his instruments of sterilization, Hakuba set to work on first re-preparing the site, then working the needle. He wasn’t a professional surgeon by any means, but he had certainly patched up more than a few tears in skin before. Deep lacerations, wounds from gunshots, stabbings. It almost startled him how easy it was to tug at her skin, shifting to put himself in a better (though perhaps more compromising) position to sew.
“Starting now. Just keep breathing for me. I’d like to hear more about that heart condition of yours, if you feel up to it.” If she had nothing to say on the contrary, he continued with his work, sewing her back together again.
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