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"Hey! It’s only been two and a half months, and--” And whichever girl Kaito’s favoring tonight giggles at his plight, coy and awfully, coquettishly sweet. Woah. Tough crowd. It’s all fair in love and war, then, when he wheels his chair to the motem, waiting just for her building moans before... Bam! The WiFi dies. Hard buffer. Oops. “Y’know, Kaito-san, that stuff you’re watching really eats up your data.”

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Picking out Halloween costumes for each other, in theory, was a great idea. But... this store was pretty rough, to put it lightly. The ideas they’d come up with were great! She’d love to be a devil to his angel, a circus master to his pet, the pepper to his salt. 

And maybe she does look great as Catwoman. Yufi loves cats! There’s nothing wrong with the idea, technically. But... this suit is due to get so warm. Peeling out of it would be a nightmare. And... if she’s addressing why he chose such a thing for her, she’s going to just call it outright. It’s nothing about her love of kitties-- then he would have just picked a cat, wouldn’t he?

Yufi sticks her head out the dressing room, peeks her head around the corner. Kaito’s door is still closed. She groans. “ Kaito, I’m sure you make a great Batman. You’re like the perfect size for one anyway, you don’t even need the fake muscle padding. Lemme get a look. ”

“There’s no need to seem so angered. Is it not almost an obligation to have to stare at you with... such an attire?” An excuse he came up with at the last second. He didn’t expect the other to even notice his intense staring... or even speak back at him, because of it.

“And, no, I’m on break. I only came here to have a good time is all.” Another lie, he managed to smile a bit. He himself didn’t know what lead him to end up there... again. It did bother him, but there was no need to share something like that with others. 

Yagami looked at Kaito, seeing the utter devotion in his eyes. It made his face flush lightly, already averting his gaze to look at Kaito’s shirt instead. He was used to Kaito saying things like this, but this moment felt different somehow.

❝ Yeah, always. ❞ He sounded lightheaded, but he guessed it was because he certainly was feeling that way. Kaito was always someone important to him, even if they did start out as enemies before. He was always there for him, listened to what he had to say and always comforted him no matter what.

you can BET i will always throw kaito your way

“     y’sure  ,     man  ??     ”               his  hand  latched  onto  his  side  as  he  hunched  over  to  catch  his  breath  :  sugiura  was  considerably  less  muscular  and  his  stamina  was  wearing  thin  .  it  was  different  ,  running  from  the  cops  ,  untouched  contrasted  to  having  to  take  hits  .  he  slumped  against  a  wall  ,  eyes  screwing  shut  .  he  desperately  needed  a  breather  .  he  laughed  weakly  ,               “     you  really  are  cool  ,  huh  ,  kaito  ?          just  gimme  five  minutes  and  i’ll  be  back  in  .     ”               bruised  flesh’d  need  more  than  five  minutes  ,  but  sugiura  would  force  himself  back  up  in  no  time  .  he  knew  his  limits  ,  but  this  was  different  .  a  weak  thumbs  -  up  given  to  him  as  he  went  back  to  the  field  ,  what  seemed  like  countless  men  being  sicked  onto  him  .  he  groaned  ,  wincing  in  pain  as  he  shifted  to  sit  down  ,  mostly  mumbling  to  himself  :                 “     stay  safe  ,  man  .     ”