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WARNINGS. ranpo edogawa x gn!reader, 0.6k words, comfort & fluff

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you’ve never seen ranpo like this.

in all the years you knew him, ranpo almost seemed invincible. although he wasn’t the best fighter, nor the strongest man around, he was smart. he was so smart that despite all the dangerous situations he put himself in, ranpo always came out just fine with that smug grin plastered on his face.

ranpo was amazing, you thought. so when you saw him alone in the agency’s office with a concerned expression, you couldn’t help but wonder why. his brows were furrowed, teeth biting down on his bottom lip, and fists clenched on top of his desk. it was so close to an expression of anger that you’ve never seen him wear before.

“ranpo-san?” you entered the office, taking slow steps towards him. the man immediately glanced away as you called for him again, “ranpo-san? hey, are you alright?”

“what are you doing here?” he questioned you. “you left the office 30 minutes ago.”

“i forgot something on my desk,” you replied.

you grabbed a key off the top of your desk, which was stationed right in front of his. as you held the cool metal in your hand, you contemplated on if you should question him further or leave. in the end, you pocketed the key and stayed.

ranpo had his face turned away from you as you approached. you slid your hand onto his closed fist and squeezed with light pressure. you hoped that you weren’t crossing a boundary.

“relax for me, okay? you don’t have to tell me what’s wrong, but you shouldn’t stress too much. your hair will go grey like fukuzawa-sama’s.”

a giggle escaped your lips as you soothingly rubbed your thumb in circles on ranpo’s knuckle. you looked down at him, watching as his body slowly untensed and his lips turned into an adorable pout. your heart skipped a beat when his eyes met yours.

“it’s your fault, you know.”

you stopped moving your thumb in circles, “huh?”

“it was especially bad today. when you were sitting on dazai’s chair and he leaned on his desk, the two of you seemed too happy to talk. it keeps replaying in my mind and it’s frustrating me.”

you couldn’t help but wonder, “are you jealous, ranpo?”

“no way! what could i be jealous for, especially of dazai? i’m a far better detective than he is,” ranpo denied. “my only problem is that i can’t get you out of my head, and i don’t know how to deal with it.”

ah, so that’s what it was. your cheeks warmed up at his abrupt confession. ranpo knew many things, and his feelings for you was apparently not included. although dazai did warn you he had a sneaky suspicion of the green-eyed man’s feelings, you thought he was wrong. but part of you always hoped for it to be true, and seeing that it was made your heart skip a beat.

“for once, i know something that you don’t.”

you seated yourself on ranpo’s lap with a gentle smile and slid your hands towards his face to cup his burning cheeks. you gave him a second before you softly placed your lips on his.

“you know, ranpo-san, i can’t get you out of my head either.”

NOTE. this is a request from my old acc a tad rushed n feels ooc but 😣

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Along with general tidbits that I love to revisit since they solidify just how strong/wholesome their bond is...

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Me doing the mental math to place together how this can explain Akutagawa being still alive

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