探偵ですよ

It was typical summer weather and most of the windows in the Kudou manor were open in hopes of catching a breeze to keep the air circulating and not get too stiffening. 

The heat was ever present these days and for all intent and purposes even the thought of cuddling should have made the detective dizzy with unavoidable heat, but somehow the presence of warmth next to him was comforting and not overwhelming. Then again, Ran was always like that to him. Ever since the beginning.

 - – ♧ – -  |      ❝ This weekend actually. ❞ he tells promptly, giving an innocent but curious blink of his eyes. Since Shinichi’s asking, Kaito supposes that now’s the time to turn that date he promised them into a ‘reality’, and he genuinely wonders what they have planned this time around.

❝ Are we going somewhere ? ❞ ‘A couple of days’ sounds like they won’t be at their apartment for a little while, his ‘lowest bet’ being some place where they might need a suitcase.

( Juliet always seems to pull out something grand for their dates, each time different or new. They always leaves Kaito guessing, not that he’s complaining –– they both know he would be satisfied enough with something simple. )      |  - – ♧ – -

A grin overtakes his expression, and Shinichi nods in response, “Yeah, I’d thought we could drop by Los Angeles in California. It’d be a nice small vacation, don’t you think? Not to mention my parents are in New York right now so we won’t be running into them there.” And yes, Shinichi made sure to double check on where his parents were currently so they wouldn’t get unexpected surprises. 

“So? How does that sound? I can book our plane tickets right now, as well as a nice hotel.” He actually already had a hotel in mind, their rooms were a bit bigger than their apartment, but indulging was nice once in a while. And the location was ideal for possible actives they can do. “Do you have any preferences to where we stay?” After all, it was a trip for them both, and he really wanted to make sure Kaito enjoyed himself. Even if he is pretty certain of Kaito’s tastes by now. 

@heiseiholmes ♡’d for a starter !

    rummaging through the secret compartment on the breast of his suit, his eyes remain transfixed upon a certain corner of the sky, even as light words leave his lips, ‘ meitantei-san, i didn’t realise you would be in attendance tonight. if i had known, i would have attempted to make the show more entertaining. ’

“I was just in the area and thought I’d drop by.” Or more like sneak in, but either way it was a response simply given on routine, as he is mainly focused on trying to see what captured the thief’s attention so thoroughly. He can't spot anything out of the ordinary, and returns his gaze to KID. “But it seems like you are occupied with something else. Enough so that you’d not pay attention to a detective right in front of you.” But still, Shinichi does not make any move to apprehend the thief, because while it’s true that even the slightest slip in attention could give him the advantage, it’s also true that KID was acting strange tonight and first he wants to know why. 

Pick your poison…

“Ah...” The declaration was so unexpected that Shinichi couldn’t really do anything as he watched the Osakan detective run away, the words still echoing in his mind. 

He wasn’t exactly sure what brought that up, and would have attempted to try and ease it into some of their usual banter, but his face was still a bit too red, and his smile just a bit too wide, and so he needed to gather himself, first. 

Pick your poison…

“...And so, I’ll trust that to you, then.” And the ‘favour’ was actually a bit more serious than Shinichi would have liked, but he had been reminded of a certain issue that he happened to come across and there was no time like the present.

And of course, while it probably wasn’t anything like Kaito had expected, he still agreed without any fuss...and, something (everything) in Shinichi warmed at that. ( Kaito would always be willing to help, even he could realized that much )

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy  @chibiprodigy     ♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

“O-oi, Haibara, is that one of Conan’s shirts?” Yes, those buttons were on the right side. And it wasn’t even like Shinichi minded ( he certainty couldn’t wear them at the moment ) but he still wasn’t exactly sure why. “Did one of the Professor’s inventions ruin all of your clothes in one go?” And he meant to be joking, but saying it aloud suddenly made him realize that it could be true. 

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy     ♟: Patching up a wound

“KID!” And it wasn’t much of a shout, but loud enough for his voice to carry to the other, filled with relief, as Shinichi paused a few feet from the phantom thief. After quickly checking to make sure they really were alone, the detective took a cautious step forward. 

He had seen the speck of white crashing towards the ground on his way home, and before he fully realized just who it would most likely be ( there was a KID heist nearby that Shinichi wasn’t able to attended ) he was running off to the direction.

 With the shadows covering KID and the thief pressing against his wound Shinichi couldn’t actually see how badly the other was injured, but he also couldn’t bring himself to just leave the other when there was a possibility that it was bad. “KID, how did you get hurt? Let me help.” And he holds up his arms in an attempt to show he means no harm, as he carefully inches closer to the thief. 

He can’t be sure how much KID is willing to trust a detective to help, but he hopes that at least a bit of the camaraderie Shinichi felt was mutual. ( and if not, well, Shinichi would just have to make sure that KID would be alright anyways ) 

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy     ♦: Slow dancing

It was simply a passing comment, but as days passed Shinichi found himself unable to let it go. “A dance sounds nice.” Had been said, and the more he thought about it, the more true it was.

The only issue was that there was a lack of any opportunity. Or well, opportunities that ‘Kudou Shinichi’ could attend without drawing too much public attention. 

But he really did want to dance. And he doesn’t make spontaneous decisions outside of life or death situations very often, but this was one such moment he did. It was hardly the opportune time, but the yearning wouldn’t go away, ( who knows if the right moment would ever come? when they spend too much of their time hiding, fighting, countering, it was hard to be certain of much, these days )

So, he had created his own occasion for a dance ( their own moment ) The living room of their apartment was rearranged so there was a wide open space at the center, lights were dimmed and music drifted through the air from the far corner. It was the bare minimum, and if it had been Kaito the entire room would resemble a perfect ballroom to a T, but it still served its purpose and now all Shinichi had to do was wait.

And soon enough, there stood Kaito at the entrance, despite Shinichi not having heard the front door open or close, and the detective felt his lips tug upwards, and with a bow much more customary to the phantom in white, he held a hand outwards. “Would you join me for this dance?”

Pick your poison…

Pick your poison…  

Pick your poison…

Pick your poison...