phantom-thief-kid:

“Haven’t you ever stopped to look at the city at night? Just stopping for a bit, instead of running about, and enjoying it?” KID was on the ledge, looking out to the city. “Nice, isn’t it?”

Hakuba raised a brow, watching the thief. The city at night was nothing new to him. He’d often brought himself to places like this in the dead of night to think, to be alone. But Kaitou wouldn’t know that, would he? The detective wet his lips with his tongue, then approached, gaze steady on KID instead.

“It’s something,” he said softly, noncommittally. Hakuba glanced briefly at the view when he was closer, then back at Kaitou. “But it’s not Paris.”