#detcon x reader

As of today, it had been exactly two months since you'd been hospitalised and you could have used a silly joke or a magic trick. You didn't know how long you lay still and motionless in your bed, hoping to fall asleep, before you gave up and turned to your bedside table to switch on the light, your face contorted with pain. If you couldn't sleep, at least you could use the time wisely and read something.

However, a rustle of clothes followed by a chuckle made you pause. "Now, now, my lady. You shouldn't overwork yourself in your condition." Startled, you flinched, another groan of pain escaping you, and turned so that you could see the window from where the voice had come and gasped for air. On the windowsill, surrounded by flowing curtains and a cloak, sat a person in a white suit with a white top hat pulled low over their face. A rather familiar person. “KAITO...” Before you could finish your exclamation, however, the wizard in the moonlight had already rushed over to you and placed a gloved finger on your lips to silence you. “Ah, ah, ah,” he admonished, a mischievous smile on his face. “We don't want to worry the poor nurse, do we?”

Once he seemed sure you weren't going to shout again, he put his hand down and took a step back so that his hat cast such a shadow that his face couldn't really be recognised. “What are you doing here?” you hissed as your eyes darted frantically to the door, anxious that someone might come in. “I was just in the neighbourhood and thought I might drop by.” He sauntered over to the small dresser opposite your bed and leaned against it, a cheeky grin on his lips.

“Cheer up the lonely patients.”

He snapped his fingers and suddenly your bed was overflowing with flowers. Your favourite flowers. You opened your eyes in surprise when he handed them to you with a bow and a wink. “How...?" „A magician never reveals his tricks.“

No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't help but smile a little. How many times had you heard that line from your brother Kaito? “So,” Kid hopped onto one of the cabinets and looked down at you. “What do you do here to have fun?”

You shrugged, quickly recovering from the shock of the magician thief sitting in your room. "Not much really. Every now and then there are events like mahjong evenings or there's something interesting on TV. Sometimes my brother or classmates come to visit me, that's the best entertainment you can have here." For a moment, you thought you saw a hint of sadness flit across his face, but it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.

“Well then, let's change that.” He clapped his hands. The flowers on your bed disappeared and instead five or six vases filled with them were lined up on the small cupboard next to you.

He clapped again and a flock of pigeons swooped out from under his cloak. They flew round the room before floating out of the window into the dark night, their white feathers a stark contrast to the black of their surroundings. A giggle, a truly honest laugh, escaped you and at the sound of it, the wide grin on Kid's face deepened.

"We have a long night ahead of us, my dear. Hold on tight, because I promise I will entertain you so much that your stomach will hurt with laughter and you won't be able to close your mouth in amazement!" He was right.

For the next two hours, Kid performed trick after trick that left you feeling a mixture of amazement, amusement and admiration. Whether it was simple card tricks or going so far as to make the empty hospital bed next to you disappear, reappear in the courtyard and return to the room, Kid put on a show for you that made you forget for a few moments your worries and pain, as well as the disappointment of your brother's absence.

However, you were still a patient at the hospital for a reason, so the constant laughter and concentration took its toll on your strength. You couldn't remember the last thing the Kid had done, maybe projecting his face onto the TV or walking on the ceiling, but eventually your eyes shut and you sank into a deep slumber the likes of which you hadn't experienced in months.

Kaito quickly realised when you had fallen asleep and exhaled. He had been wondering when you would finally fall asleep. Not that he had run out of tricks, no, he really wasn't that sad a wannabe wizard, but you needed your sleep. You had tried to hide it from him over the last few weeks, but the nurses had spoken to him: You would hardly sleep and only eat and drink as much as was necessary. But even without the nurses' comments, he had noticed your sunken cheeks and dark circles beneath your eyes.

And when he had realised today that he wouldn't make it to you in time as Kuroba Kaito after his raid, he had had the idea of making his alter ego appear.

Carefully and quietly, so as not to wake you, he stepped closer and gently pulled the blanket over your sleeping form when he realised that your shoulders were shaking slightly in the night breeze that was blowing in through the open window. Kaito leaned over and pressed a light kiss to your forehead. 'Don't worry, we'll figure this out,' he whispered softly, turning round under the soft rustle of his coat. It was time to go.

He glanced at you one last time, murmuring a ‘good night’ before launching himself from the windowsill into the cool night.