If we kissed:
If you asked me out I’d say:
Can we cuddle?:
Sex?:
Should you reblog this?:
[text] youknow kiato sometisms i thi
[text] soeties i think yhu shouldsotp wearing thecpae
[text] or atleast letme wear the cape
[text] weshould really go drinking togther some tims bces i think that itwould mkeit alot eatiser to fallinto bed that way
[text] kaito
[text] kaitrobruboa
[text] kurob
[text] lk arob
[text] yri new maname is faux chocolat
Oh? Another message… This is new… but welcome.
[text] Fair enough, my dear detective. I can be patient…
…
[text] Career choice, hm?
[text] -chuckles- Why, Hakuba-san, is there something wrong with dinner? In fact…
*checks watch*
[text] Have you had dinner yet, Hakuba-san? I’m free right now… are you?
[text] I have not, but I’m currently indisposed. Laid up in bed, actually; doctor’s orders, I’m afraid.
[text] I suppose that you could come visit anyway, but I won’t be very good company. Still, I suppose it could be good to see you…
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hannah-shikari: I did thing Not straight and unsymmetrical because I did thing without glasses But it seemed fitting I did thing with blue paper and nails For obvious reason But thing 8D “Congratulations, my dear darling Kaitou Kids! You deserve all of the praise and rewards and love!”
*whips out his phone and his eyes widen slightly when he notices the sender’s name. Grinning, he composed a reply*
[text] You are most welcome, Hakuba-san. This thief aims to please. [text] -laughs- Can you be persuaded to share your secrets?
*sends*
……
*Saves previous messages and keeps phone*
[text] Perhaps, in time. I suspect that we may end up needing to share several secrets as things progress.
…
…
[text] By the way, if you’re ready to talk about your career choice, let’s set up a date and time to discuss it in privacy. Perhaps over dinner?
…
[text] And by dinner I meant tea.
Kaito was beyond frustrated.
He had originally planned to visit Hakuba on his birthday… but clearly, his plans were disrupted. It was already 12 midnight and his birthday just ended. Cursing under his breath, Kaito lifted up his cap and rubbed at the small wound on his forehead hidden by his hair. Just my luck to come across the organization on the day of his birthday… They were pretty quick with the knife too…
Thanks to them, Kaito missed Hakuba’s birthday by just a few minutes and was now disguised as a delivery man, pacing at the door of Hakuba’s home. It wasn’t as though he did not know that Hakuba was a very lonely person… he had seen the loneliness reflected in the depths of his rich brown eyes which mirrored his own. After all, they were similar in some aspects… especially about keeping people at a distance. Knowing all these, what could possibly be more frustrating than missing the chance to celebrate his birthday and bring some cheer in the solemn detective’s life?
Regardless, Kaito now contemplated whether to enter the house… since it was already past midnight. For all he knew, the detective could be already asleep and he certainly did not want to wake him or bother him. On the other hand… Kaito glanced at the birthday cake in his hands. Oh well. Putting on a smirk on his face, he simply pick-locked the door open and walked in silently with the cake in hand… This way, if Hakuba was asleep, he would simply leave the cake and leave, or should Hakuba be awake… Kaito grinned at the thought. Perhaps he could prank the detective by pretending to be a simple delivery man who walked in when he noticed the door was unlocked?
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Mun here instead of Hakuba:
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
Alas, poor Kaito! Your princess detective is in another castle! IE, the hospital. But he’ll be home in the morning. The house is probably very quiet, nearly empty, actually… All of the staff would have gone to bed by now, and Baaya is with Hakuba.
He’s sure to see it when he gets home and, really, he could use a bit of a pick-me-up after the night he’s had. Man, you are on your way to serious brownie points.
Don’t think that I didn’t notice that the cake was yellow with chocolate frosting, which is what I always think of when describing Hakuba’s blond hair and brown eyes. I’m nodding my head in approval. I’ll make sure that he gets the message and thanks you as soon as he can.
<3
Ah tantei-san, looks like I have to work hard, hm? *Leans in close to press his lips firmly on the side of Hakuba’s neck* Afterall, I do dislike sharing you with the other Kaitous.. *grins mischievously* What would you have me do, my dear tantei-san?
The detective frowned. He enjoyed the attention very much, of course, and he was hard-pressed to ignore a kiss from a Kaitou, but… Hakuba sighed and put his hands on Kaitou’s shoulder, gently bracing so that distance would be maintained when he stepped back.
“Now, now, Kaitou-san… It’s not exactly easy sharing myself, either; I end up with a broken and aching heart several times over more often than not. However,” Hakuba sniffed resolutely. “I must remind you that this blog is multi-ship friendly, and there are only one of me for every 7.333 repeating of you, approximately. At least, in terms of those who are somewhat active.”
With another sigh, he continued, offering an apologetic glance, though his frown became more pronounced. “You’re going to need to learn to share, my my possessive thief, but I shall come up with a nickname for you that you will enjoy to reward you for your tenacity. As for what you can do…”
Hakuba’s expression became thoughtful then as he considered. Hm.
“…I suggest that you start with getting to know me and allowing myself a moment to get to know you. And by that I mean, further than where you like to be bitten. A new thread, perhaps. Are you still in school? If so, let’s start there."
14. Simply to be mine
“Ah, yes… you’re my more possessive/aggressive Kaitou Kid, aren’t you? Well, I suppose all of them are possessive, but you, my dear thief…”
"If you want me, you’ll have to work for it~!”
Shit. That’s right, there’d been a heist the other night. Hakuba looked at his pocket calendar, then the scheduler in his phone, and finally the calendar on the wall with photos of the city of Paris. It had been written there, at least, but not…? Not in the rest of his books?
The detective frowned, glancing down at the gem in his handkerchief, ever so carefully rubbing at the surface to remove what fingerprints he could. How had he missed the heist? It wasn’t like him at all. Then again, he could have sworn that the others had gone after…? Or had they? Not that it mattered; Kaitou KID would have gotten away with it regardless. But still… he’d… forgotten entirely.
Hakuba set the stolen heist aside and rubbed at his eyes tiredly. He’d need to get it to the station right away to be returned to its rightful owner. And then he’d have to make it up to Kid somehow. Or did he? He wasn’t required to be at heists, was he? No- no he wasn’t. But then, how could he protect Kaitou if he didn’t attend? What if something had happened? Dammit… dammit!
He got up from his desk and carefully slid the note from Kaitou into his journal, then wrapped the heist up for safe stowing in his inner pocket. Better not to delay. He needed to get on top of things again. He couldn’t slip, not with something this important. The fact that he’d already made such a grievous mistake troubled him. If he’d missed something like this, where else was he slacking?
“Yes, show me…” Kaito murmured softly, grinning at the colour that rose into the detective’s face. Feeling an arm curl around his shoulders and fingers sift through his sensitive hair, Kaito’s smile widened as he was dragged down for a lip-lock.
Hakuba, you little tease…
Smirking against his lips, Kaito’s eyes slid shut in soft enjoyment of the passionate, controlled kiss that was so… Hakuba. A kiss that was all about finesse… deliberate and controlling. Breaking away for a breath, he looked down at the detective, flush from the kiss. He licked his lips as he stared, winking playfully as he tried to recover his breath. Magic was no longer needed to fuel his own desires… which were more than sufficient to keep him in a state of excitement and wanting more…
Flashing Hakuba a devious smile as the only warning, he leaned in to skim his lips teasingly against the detective’s before fully taking his mouth again. His hands wandered and fisted in the detective’s shirt unconsciously, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss. Hungry for more, he licked across the detective’s bottom lip, coaxing him to open for a taste…
It was all right, wasn’t it? To be there alone in his bedroom with his classmate and quarry. To kiss and be kissed by the one that he liked more than anyone else. At least, Hakuba thought that’s how he felt. Having not really had that much interaction with the boy-slash-thief outside of heists and school, he didn’t quite know what to think, exactly. Except that he admired him.
Admired him and wanted to be closer.
Hakuba responded to the touch as directed, lips parting to deepen the kiss, to let Kaito do as he pleased. He couldn’t ignore the pull of his dress shirt, that heated breath, or the scent of him. He couldn’t and he didn’t want to.
He pulled at him, the fingers in his hair curling, combing through; his other hand moving from shoulder blades down his back, then to his side, searching, testing. Just how far was Kuroba-san intend to take this? He wanted to ask, but his mouth was busy. So instead he moved his hand from Kaito’s side further down, onto his hip, eyes open to gauge for reaction, gathering clues for this mystery.
