So I wrote a one shot for a crack pairing I recently got invested in that was inspired by a few reblogged threads I had with @idontonlytalkaboutdcmk an well... I would expect them to be too in character as I've never written a dcmk fic before
It started with a heist, specifically this heist was another challenge from Jirokitchi to capture KID. I of course had made a point to make it a grand show with a ludicrous use of glitter and some peacock costumes and had been on my way to the rooftop to meet with Tantei-kun for our match. Only when I arrived there it wasn't Tantei-kun that was waiting for me but Kyogoku freaking Makoto! Shit!!!
"Ah, if it isn't the King of Kicks! What might being you up here for?" I grasped a flash bomb, ready to throw it down if he came too close, card gun held ready in the other hand. I contained a flinch when he held his arm out in a placating gesture.
"Wait KID-san, I mean you no harm this night. We just wish to talk and Conan told us the best way to do so uninturrupted is to wait up here."
Damn that brat! Wait... we!?
"You wish to... speak to me? Whatever for?"
The answer came from behind this time, "Because we have a proposal for you KID-Sama!"
I whirl about to find the Suzuki heiress guarding the door, furred coatwrappedtightly about hero guard against the wind. I should have known she'd be with him, those two are rarely apart when they are within the same city. I stepped to the side, carefully keeping Kyogoku in the corner of my eye as I addressed her.
"Suzuki-San! What a pleasure to see you here! I always enjoy the chance to interact with my number one fan, however whatever are you doing up here, it's dark too cold for the heiress of the Suzuki Company to be in this weather."
Suzuki-San let out a giggle at that, basking in my praise, "Well this sort of conversation is beat done with all parties present, ne Kid-sama?"
"And what sort of conversation might that be?" I quirk my eyebrow beneath hat, curious.
"Me and Sono were wondering if perhaps... you'd like to join us." Kyogokui cut in, inching closer like a panther stalking its prey.
I could feel my eye twitching as I suppressed the urge to blink, "Join...you?"
"AS OUR BOYFRIEND!" Suzuki-san squealed with barely contained excitment.
Are... are they joking with me!? A thief? Date them!? I let out a cackle, "Ah I see, this is quite the joke Suzuki-San and I do love my fans, however that would be rather counterintuitive would it not? I'm a thief!"
I began to back away slowly, silently preparing a magically appearing rose as an apology when I felt myself bump into a muscled chest. Kyogoku! Strong arms placed themselves on my wrists, preventing from reaching my arsenal of hidden tricks, a trap.
"Come now KID-san, this isn't a joke." His voice rumbled behind me. I felt myself beginning to tense before forcing myself to relax, Poker Face, Kaito... keep calm.
As if in response to my brief loss of control I felt Kyogoku's grip drift from my wrist, coming to rest on my shoulders. "Me and Sono have discussed this and we both agree, if you would have us we would have you."
My heart is racing, why is it racing!? Fear? Am I afraid!? Why would I be... why haven't I thrown the flash bomb capsule down yet!? My eyes darted between the Suzuki heiress, bright and hopeful, to the hands of the martial artist gripping my shoulders, strong and protective. Then my earpiece buzzed, Jii warning me of the approach of the oncoming Task Force.
I jerk from Kyogoku's grip, throwing the flash bomb down. Suzuki-San shrieked as the light temporarily blinded her. Kyogoku reached out, attempting to stop me however I was too quick even for him as I made a mad dash to the edge of the roof, leaping off just in time for Nakamori-keibu to burst through the door.
As my wings flew me away from that strange encounter I could feel the lingering warmth from where Kyogoku's hands had brushed against my skin cooling. I scolded myself for missing it, as the Kaitou KID I cannot afford to allow myself to become attached, not while Pandora is out there. If only this had ended there... but alas that was not the last I would see of the couple.