There's some light nuzzling against the detective's head, but only for a short moment before the illusionist relaxed again. And after a minute or so, he pulled Shinichi closer. Not fully asleep, but definitely not awake, either. Makes you wonder how he ever managed to comfortably sleep without a detective to cuddle.
Gives away his own state of wake by incriminating himself--a crook of his mouth perpetrating upwards. The other being especially affectionate at this moment, causing his features to soften in comfortable silence. To counter the thought, how has this one ever managed to sleep comfortably without an assassin to cuddle? One of the Earth’s greatest mysteries. One this detective’s not too keen on solving, but he is sure sleeping alone will never be as comfortable as it had been before he knew what he was missing.
