moonlightmajutsushi:

Kid glanced at the detective after being given permission to look again before actually turning to face him, giving the other a smirk of his own as he got to his feet briefly and stretched. Then a hand fell to the brim of the top hat as he considered it.

“Actually, it’s not too bad, but yeah, not the best for a ‘laying down’ type of rest. And you know how much I like playing with assumptions, tantei-san~”

A swift pull of the cape and the thief was obscured for a brief moment, falling away to show him in a far less showy black outfit. Just simple elastic waist pants, long sleeved shirt, and a black cap, monocle still glinting under the brim. Some folding, and a quick flick of the wrist and the cape was gone as well, just leaving him a shadow of the walking target he normally was.

He lightly hopped up to sit next to Hakuba, leaning back slightly and stretching his legs for a moment as he relaxed, then loosely crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head, satisfied grin playing on his lips. No one ever said he had to keep the full uniform on. So long as his face was mostly obscured in some way, this was fine.

“It’s almost as if you’re a gentleman ninja now, Kaitou-san…” He chuckled, shaking his head, and stretched to get a little more comfortable under the sheets and goose down comforter. “I’ll never quite understand how you change so quickly, or where you keep your superfluous disguises, but… I suppose that doesn’t really matter.”

Hakuba yawned, and lifted a hand to cover it, stretching again with the tiniest moan before rolling onto his side, getting nice and comfortable. 

“…still can’t believe that you agreed to stay, either…" 

moonlightmajutsushi:

The thief chuckled some at the command.

“Implying that I’m somehow not a gentleman?”

He did comply, however, shifting to face away from the other. Not that he wouldn’t have turned anyway. After all, Kid was already a gentleman, so of course he would have been courteous enough to not look, right?

Right.

…Maybe.

Honestly, much as he liked to tease, Kid did try and stay within boundaries. Push them from time to time as needed and when he knew he could get away with the pushing, but this wasn’t the best situation to do that. Hakuba already felt awkward, and it really would be rude to purposefully heighten that feeling right now. Especially since he was the one who’d come uninvited and he didn’t know Hakuba well enough to be aware of how far the limits were.

Heck, the thief wasn’t even aware of all that he’d put up with himself, where the detective was involved, much less how far the other would tolerate… Teasing was normal, and the flirting, fun… and he did like the other teen well enough now, considering he’d calmed down quite a bit since the first time they’d met. He just… really wasn’t sure about much else at this point.

It was confusing for Hakuba, as well. But then, everything with the thief was. Once in the safety of his closet, the detective set to work finding a pair of boxer-briefs and sweats, which he slipped on quickly to hide the worst of his scars. He wasn’t sure how much Kid had seen, but hopefully there wouldn’t be any commentary on that.

The detective pulled a dress shirt down from a hanger and slipped it over his arms, wondering just how odd it might look to pair such with the sweats, but decided that he didn’t care as he went back out into the room to sit on the bed once more. He would be leaving the buttons open, anyway. 

"All right,” he said, pulling back the covers to get underneath them. “You’re allowed to turn around again. Thank you, you were quite the gentleman.”  Hakuba made sure that there was plenty of room left on the bed, settling down with a smirk. “Though I can’t imagine resting with that hat on. I assume that you insist on keeping it on, though?”