He take no time in stabbing the dagger into the other’s shoulder, pushing him backwards so he was now fully on the desk. Saphir removes the dagger, licking the blood. God he looked so pretty, look at that lovely carmine color.“Is that so?”
Oddly enough, being stabbed wasn’t nearly as sexy as the detective had been expecting – not that he’d actually been expecting to be stabbed, rather far from it – but it stirred in him something that he wasn’t used to feeling, either. It wasn’t often that someone, even criminals, actually went through with their threats, particularly when paired with sassy banter.
…then again, Hakuba had the bad habit of justifying a great deal of the terribly dangerous situations that he found himself in, so it was probably more common than he believed.
Regardless, the detective gave a stifled cry of pain, grimaced, then snapped a hand up for the blade-wielding wrist, teeth gritting in sudden, snappish anger. And then he squeezed. “This is an expensive suit,” Hakuba hissed through gritted teeth. “Do you have any idea how much the repairs are for something like this?!"