♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

It had been a long night and the rain had been pouring for hours, yet that apparently hadn’t stopped the thief from making his way to the Hakuba estate as previously planned. This didn’t surprise the detective at all, though he’d immediately taken Kaito’s hand and dragged him from the window to his closet, and told him to put on some dry clothes.

“God, Kaito…” he muttered, trying not to laugh as he waited, leaning against the wall that separated them. “You know that you can use the front door, right? I do understand that you enjoy being deliberately sneaky, but this is just getting silly…”

His thoughts were derailed, though, when the other teen stepped out in a button-up collared shirt that was far too large for his frame, slightly damp boxers, and nothing else.

“…I…” Hakuba blinked, looking him over a few seconds before he his smile went crooked. “I thought you would find one of my secret t-shirts and some sweat pants, but I suppose this is good, too…”

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