Heiji checked his temperature with the back of his hand before applying the cold compress. He took a seat on the couch, watching over Hakuba. Dinner would arrive shortly; delivery, since Heiji didn’t want to take the chance of accidentally poisoning the other detective.

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“Ah, Hattori-san! Very good. You definitely get bonus points for mentioning that you can’t cook. Your willingness to not kill me is very sweet and appreciated. I’m curious to see what you would do once the food arrived… or if I fell unconscious? Perhaps if I had fever dreams? It would be interesting to play out and find out. Such a scene might play out as thus:

Hakuba shuddered, half-closed eyes only barely making sense of what he saw through the haze. He thought that he’d heard Hattori Heiji’s voice, but he couldn’t be sure. Nothing made sense in his head, which throbbed with pain of that heated fever. Coherent thoughts slipped in snatches, just out of reach. All that he could see for sure was the fire and the hot ash in the fireplace. He swallowed hard against the lump in his throat, fingers curling in a white-knuckled grip against the couch. “Nnn…” he managed, voice hoarse. “No..” 

"Ta da! All right. For your final score I will give you a 6/10. Mostly because you’re Hattori-san and I’m not entirely convinced that you would coddle me so much as demand that I just "get better” — but you’re welcome to prove me wrong.“

i ship you with meitanteiosaka and akaikujixyaku

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“Ah – Emi-kun I can certainly understand. She’s a sweet, wonderful girl and we have very similar interests. I could talk with her for hours upon hours about absolutely anything and I’m certain that she would not only understand, but offer so much more in return. She’s simply amazing. I don’t deserve her companionship, but I am very, very fond of her.”

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“Hattori-san, however, makes very little sense. I know that we’ve been doing more and more activities together outside of work, but… honestly, he’s a brute. Behaving better lately, yes, but… ugh, no. No, definitely not Hattori-san.”

Heiji stopped. Blinked. “Oookay then. I’ll just leave th’ towel an’ clothes here.” Time to leave.

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“Ah… thank you, Hattori-san.” There was no way to disguise the tint of heated embarrassment or surprise on his face. Nor was there any action fast enough to cover what had already been seen to any degree of effectiveness. No, it was too late for that and the Osakan was already leaving. So Hakuba rubbed the side of his neck and wondered, yet again, how it was that he had gotten himself into such a predicament that he would /have/ to use Heiji’s shower. God. What was becoming of his life?

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((OOC Note to self: need to do icon edits so we have some blushyba and nakedba available. Yesgood.))

*continuing in English* “I thought you preferred it when I spoke English.”

“Would you be terribly offended if I ran away from you at this moment? I’m having a very difficult time keeping focused and I’d really rather not destroy the fragile threads of our current alliance by making horrible assumptions and mistakes for the sake of a little game that really wasn’t supposed to be serious and I do hope that you’re not taking this the wrong way because you are a very attractive individual and I imagine that you are – wait no, let’s just skip over that and just say that I am flattered that you would consider, jokingly or not, but I am really rather uncomfortable at this moment and thus will be fleeing now if that is agreeable to you thank you goodbye.”