i want this to be our forever || kudo shinichi oneshot
title: i want this to be our forever
day 11: fairy lights // christmas party/ball // "i never want this night to end." // "i won't even wish for snow. and i'm just gonna keep on waiting, underneath the mistletoe."
fandom: detective conan
character: kudo shinichi
wc: 474
oneshot
(credit to @12daysofchristmas for the prompt)
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of course, there had to be a murder on christmas.
of course.
of course.
and of course it had to happen when he had finally managed to convince haibara to give him an antidote.
(she had finally relented when he used you as an excuse, because no matter how cold she was, she knew that you two longed to at least spend christmas together.)
"no flirting," was her last rule, but shinichi was already long gone.
"can't they be murdered on some other day," he muttered, leaning back onto the couch with a tired sigh.
"rather," the corners of your mouth twitched upwards, "can't they not be murdered at all?"
"i want cases, [name]," he huffed, gaze softening as you walked in with hot cocoa, "just-just not today, of all days."
"but you solved it," you reminded.
"of course i did," he huffed, smirking up at you and shuffling over to give you room, "i'm the best detective there is."
"maybe second to hattori," you mused thoughtfully, grinning as he whacked you over the head.
"i'm allowed to become me again and you use it to tease me, of course," he fought the rising colour down.
"who's to say i wouldn't tease you if you stayed as conan," you grinned at his groan.
"it's humiliating enough to be conan!"
"it adds to the fun," you hummed.
"it's humiliating, [name]!"
"remember what happened last christmas, show-off?"
"stop it," he groaned into his hands, "don't remind me."
he didn't like thinking about almost twisting his ankle on the ice-skating rink.
"look, mistletoe," he muttered, gazing upwards cheekily as you groaned.
"you planted this here," you accused at his snicker.
"your proof?"
"your cocky little smirk, for one, which i hate. next, your knowing gaze. need i go on?"
"is this how criminals feel when i corner them," he wondered aloud, "you may overtake me as tokyo's best detective if you keep this up..."
"no, because you're being an irritating idiot," you growled lowly, "get over here and kiss me, moron."
"mean," he huffed, grinning and relenting, closing the distance between the two of you.
"how much longer do you have left on the antidote?" you muttered, pulling away as he scrunched his nose.
"don't ruin this for me," he muttered, burying into your shoulder, "don't worry, [name], i still have a while."
you sighed, threading your fingers through his hair.
"how long is a while, shinichi?"
"i have a while," he insisted stubbornly.
a silence fell upon you both.
"i never want this night to end," his voice was slightly muffled, "it's not her fault, it really isn't, but..."
he sighed.
"i just want to be me again."
"is that your christmas wish this year?" you hummed as he nodded into your shoulder.
