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♤: Taking a bath together

He wasn’t used to this. As many times as he’d been intimate with someone, the onsen presented a different sort of challenge. She didn’t seem worried. Blushing a little, yes, but she was that sort to begin with. He was the one that was nervous. A mixed bath in the mountains? Hot springs. Alone. There wasn’t even anything inherently scandalous about it all, just a case that took him North to a resort, and she’d been willing to come along to keep him company. 

But there, in the warm, steaming waters, he couldn’t help hoping that she wouldn’t comment on him. She seemed content to sit against the side, likewise covered. Perhaps they were both shy. 

Hakuba offered a little smile to Ran, sinking just a little lower in the bath. “So… Onsen… this is fun, isn’t it?”

[x]

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Which West is Best?

Hakuba couldn’t believe it. Of all of the evenings to be stuck investigating such a mundane crime, it had to be that one. The rain came down in miserable sheets, flooding the gutters with debris from the storm, mud splattered over the sidewalks and hie shoes. He had exams in the morning, he’d been up all night the previous evening to study, but none of that mattered to his agent. What was so important about the case, anyway? A break-in at a little pawn shop on the bad side of town out in the middle of no-one-cares. Nothing had even been stolen, according to the owners, so why had they hired a private detective?

It was actually that question that had dragged him from his exhausted slump over his desk to check it out. The circumstances didn’t make any sense, which was, in and of itself, interesting. 

At least he was the only one out there, examining the cracked glass from the inside of the darkened shop. In his brain-addled state, he’d actually donned the deerstalker and inverness cape which, while looking ridiculous, at least afforded decent protection from the weather. 

His shoe squeaked as he made his way to the back of the shop to check the back door of that first level, and Hakuba sighed as he about ran into it, vision blurred from how damned tired he was. “Bloody hell,” he muttered, and opened the door, which he realized a second too late that it should have tripped the alarm – but didn’t. Grateful that no one had witnessed his mistake, he went about examining the frame, hoping his blush would calm soon.

“Odd…”

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At Any Cost || themoonlightthief

((Debated, then decided to put it all behind a cut, ha ha ha~))

themoonlightthief:

Ragged, shallow breaths were the only thing filling the silence stretching thickly through the dark, cold room – apart from the faint buzzing deep within one of the corners, but Kaito tried not to think about that, pushing the sound to the back of his mind to the very best of his abilities. If he continued listening, if he focused on that—

He choked on a cry, body stiffening and eyes clenching shut. His fingers, smeared with his own blood, dug into his scalp as he pressed himself further against the wall, another whimper and strangled sob leaving his raw throat at the burning electricity flaring through his nerves as he further agitated his wounds.

Stupid stupid stupid

If only he’d said ‘no’, if only he’d listened to that faint voice in the back of his head, if only he hadn’t been so stupid and naive—

Another shiver wracked through his bloodied frame and he knew he was cold and he knew it was bad and he knew he needed help – help please someone I can’t do this I can’t I can’t I can’t someone help me please – but the voices chanting in his mind, over and over

‘Pathetic’

‘Worthless’

‘Stupid’

‘Whore’

was drowning everything else out, numbing his senses of everything but the hollow feeling spreading through his entire being.

Worthless stupid tainted unworthy pathetic idiot naive fool child what’s the point stay why don’t you stay close your eyes it’s fine it doesn’t matter no one cares they shouldn’t why would they just stay it’s better if you just—

Somewhere in the back of his mind, Kaito could hear another buzzing join the first- it was faint, so, so faint and far away – and it sounded once, twice, three, four times, before dying away completely. He knew what it was. He’d heard it a thousand times before and it was enough to make a glimmer of something akin to hope – but it was so incredibly faint, barely visible and there at all unless one knew where and how to look – flicker in his chest along with a cold sense of panic, horror and dread and Kaito slowly opened his eyes, gaze hazily flickering in the direction of where the sound had come.

help me

Never before had Hakuba broken so many traffic laws in one stretch, but he didn’t care. Every time his calls went to voicemail, he added another 3.5 miles per hour to his speed, and it was only his experience and the adrenaline rush that kept him crashing into other cars instead of swerving around them. 

Once on scene, he parked his car – very illegally – as close as he possibly could to the store in question, slapped the ‘official police business’ declaration in the window, and leapt to retrieve his medical field bag. It was then a jog to Conan, who waited at the very edge of the glass store front, staring down any onlookers with extreme prejudice.

It was his presence – the young, innocent child with the death glare – that kept the public mostly at bay. Could they look in on the horrors with a kid there? Especially one intent on snapping if anyone got too close. Not that it didn’t stop them from trying, wanting to lead him away… but, fortunately, Hakuba got there first. 

“He’s with me. Official police business. Please be on your way.” Hakuba’s badge was only a consultant’s, but the seal was legitimate, and worked well enough on the lay person. Heavy duffel over one arm and black police windbreaker on his person, the detective asserted his quasi-authority to take control of the scene. 

Despite his previous statement, Hakuba changed his mind as soon as they found the entry point, glancing into the dark. He heard the rasping breaths, the quiet electric hum, and glanced down at the boy at his side. “Go home, Conan-kun.”

“Like hell." 

Hakuba blinked, brows furrowing at the response. ”…You’ve done your part; I’ll take over.“

"Oi, stop wasting time. Let’s move.”

Conan pushed past Hakuba without another word, leaving the blond to chase after. With a flick of his wrist, he had the flashlight activated on his watch, scanning the area for something, anything – persons, traps, instruments of torture, splashes of blood… 

The tension had them both on edge, and as they ventured further, Hakuba shifted his firearm from left to right hand, ready. He kept watch above, eyes adjusting to the dark while his little companion scoured the floor, both listening, waiting.

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A Bicycle Built For Two

rainydayprodigy:

[ whiteknighthakuba ]

          This is the stupidest idea he has e v e r had. Hemophiliac flying down the road on a bicycle way too tall for him please step aside.

          “L-look out!!”

     Basil tries to brake to avoid hitting the stranger but the bike fails him, only managing to lessen the blow slightly as he closes his eyes and squeaks in anticipation.

C r a s h ! !

It was not a pleasant way to finish up the morning’s work. Hakuba had just set his briefcase in the trunk of the car and stepped around to make his way to the driver’s seat when the warning call reached him. He looked up, blinking, only heartbeats before impact. The detective was thrown one way, dashed half against concrete, half against asphalt, and left dazed and tumbled. 

And the other… Hakuba grimaced, groaning out a sign that he was still alive, looking for the bike and its rider, though most of what he saw was the dirty underside of his car just a foot away. Strangely, he couldn’t seem pick himself up to continue his search. Was he… pinned?