[text] Sorry I told your dad he was hot and made things awkward.

meitantei-cowlick:

Shinichi had to try hard not to choke on the drink of coffee he’d just taken as he read his phone. What in the hell had possessed Hakuba to say such a thing to his dad?! Why? 

[text] W-why did you tell him he’s hot? 

[text] No, don’t answer that, please. I don’t want to know. 

[text] I shouldn’t have asked.

And he definitely wasn’t imagining his dad and Hakuba and- Oh god, he wants to throw up a little thinking about his dad like that.

[text] IT’S NOT MY FAULT THAT YOUR FATHER IS A VERY ATTRACTIVE AND TALENTED MAN

[text] HONESTLY THAT’S  PROBABLY WHERE YOU GET IT FROM

[text] WELL AND YOUR MUM

[text] GOD THE KUDOU FAMILY IS GOING TO KILL ME 

[text] BLOODY HELL JUST ERASE ALL OF THESE TEXTS

[text] I’m SORRY

[text] CURSE YOUR INCREDIBLY SEXY AND BRILLIANT FAMILY. YOU’RE ALL AWFUL. AND PERFECT. 

[text] oh MYGOD WHY AM I STILL TEXTING

themoonlightthief:

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“Don’t.”

Seeing that oh-so-obviously forced smile on the detective’s face hurt, guilt churning like razors in his gut. This was wrong. On so many levels. He’d never meant to upset Hakuba as much as he had. 

Yes, he teased, joked and played around, during heists and outside, and, he supposed, seeing what kind of reaction he could get out of the blonde was something akin to a game to him, but. 

But he’d never intentionally play with someone’s feelings or aim to hurt.

“I meant every word I said, though whether you choose to believe them or not is up to you. And I thought that it was obvious that I—” He stopped, the barest hint of uncertainty – and was that nervousness? – flickering across his features, before he smoothly hid it behind his Poker Face, followed by the slightest curl of his lips. 

"…Tell me, Hakuba. What do you think everything I’ve done so far have been for? The roses, the little gifts, the notes— why do you think I did that?”

“I have my theories,” Hakuba said, admittance meek at best. “But they don’t seem to withstand scrutiny when other evidence is presented.”  He shrugged weakly, keeping his embarrassment and gaze averted, turned away. 

“Perhaps you could explain it to me.”