#dynxmism

Just smiles fondly at the huge do r k. “Hmm, I didn’t think you would have wanted some, even in a few years time.” Shinichi himself never thought of becoming a parent, but if Hattori ever wanted to, he wouldn’t object in the slightest. Hattori would probably make a pretty good father, with all of his affection. 

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     The unexpected voice caused a jolt, shoving himself upright. Racing heartbeat did not quell when he recognized that the voice belonged to Hattori, but he made an effort to dispel some of his outward tension (it hardly worked, fingers still twitching as he fought the urge to wrap his arms around himself, shoulders squared). It was hard to relax when the gored bodies and memories of old cases were still fresh in his mind.

     None of it was real...the assurance grated, because some of it had been, once.

               ❝I know, I just--it was just a nightmare. Apologies.❞ He spoke stiffly, not upset with Hattori, but shaken and trying to hide it.

If you name the puppy Death, you can say Death follows Shinichi everywhere–

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 Haibara was currently going through some of her data on heart medicine she was creating to help counter some effects of the antidote on their hearts.