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Of Succulents and Strings of Fate [5/5]
Fandom: Detective Conan / Case Closed
Relationship(s): Haibara Ai | Miyano Shiho / Kudou Shinichi | Edogawa Conan
Genre: Light Angst, Romance
Rating: Explicit (Please see tags)
Archive Warning: None
Summary: The sky was grey as dark clouds loomed overhead, and the wind bit at the bare skin of his face like tiny daggers. It wasn’t raining, but he felt like it should have been.
He felt hollow, empty—like his chest had been crushed by his own weight and left behind.
The world hadn’t ended, but for some reason, it felt like it had.
“I need to talk to you,” Shinichi said, his voice coming out stronger than he expected given how nervous he felt.
Shiho scoffed. “Then pick another time because I’m leaving in ten minutes.”
“It won’t take long, I promise,” he tried again.
She continued to glare at him through the narrow space between the door and the jamb with no intention of opening the door.