I had a tough time morning... Maybe some Ranpo cheering up reader would be nice? (You dont have to do this author-nim, i bet you have a lot of reqs now) ranpo is my favourite, he best boy
oh no anonnie :(( i hope ranpo brings you some comfort, hugs, and ofc… candy !! ranpo’s one of my fave characters too, so i really loved writing this !!
reblogs, shares, comments are appreciated !!
comfort, cuddles, and candies
you heard the bowl of candies being placed on the bedside table before you even heard the unmistakable, great detective edogawa ranpo sit down beside you, spacing himself between you and where he was, just in case you didn’t want him there just yet.
it was a tough day, and as soon as you came home from work, you didn’t even bother to change out of your clothes, instead opting to head up straight to your shared bedroom and stare at the wall blankly, which worried ranpo more than he would verbally admit.
“are you okay?” he asked, voice uncharacteristically quiet, his tone gentle. his fingers itched to intertwine themselves with yours, but he placated himself by feeling the edges of the soft comforter you’d wrapped yourself in.
you sniffled, turning to face him just a little, to give him a shake of your head, to give him some sort of response that no, you weren’t okay at all. but no reply was said, and both of you lapsed in silence.
his brows furrowed and his cheeks were puffed out at the lack of response, stumped with a problem that he, for once, couldn’t immediately see the best solution of. emotions weren’t exactly his strongest suite, but he was trying his best, just for you, his beloved assistant of the world’s greatest detective.
“i brought candies,” he said instead after letting the silence stretch on for a bit.
“we can share… they’re from my personal stash. and, they’re really sweet, okay? but… but you’re sweeter,” he adds, mumbling the last words under his breath, blood rising to his cheeks. “i… thought they would cheer you up… i don’t want you to be so down… so…”
you sigh, opening your blanket cocoon so you can envelop him too. “ranpo, c’mere, yeah?”
he lights up immediately, scooting close and practically gluing himself next to you with how tightly he was holding you, his arms wrapped around your figure and his head buried in your chest, the warmth radiating off him amplified by the comforter you two now shared.
“bad day?” he murmurs quietly, his voice cutting through the silence once more.
“yeah,” you sigh. “i… don’t really want to talk about it for now. can we just… you know, stay like this?”
“whatever you want, honey,” he said softly, “whatever you want.”
you can’t help but think of how insanely lucky you are to be genuinely loved by ranpo. sure, he might not get emotions and tend to get lost, especially when you’re not around to look after him, but, god… the way he kisses you on your cheek, your nose, your lips if he’s feeling extra cheeky that day, the way he looks out for you in his own little way by constantly asking you if you’ve eaten or offering his food to share with you if you say you haven’t, or even just by hugging you, especially when you really, really need it.
words aren’t enough to describe how loving edogawa ranpo feels like floating on clouds, because everything he does is so adorable and so, so, so soft and comforting.
in response, you only sighed and hugged your lover just as tightly, smiling to yourself. “thank you, ranpo. i appreciate this so much.”
he hums, a smile gracing his lips. “no problem. but you owe me cuddles AND those fluffy soufflée pancakes from the bakery down the street.”
…of course, loving edogawa ranpo also means buying him pastries as payment. but really…
“hmm,” you jokingly said, pretending to think about it, if only to see his adorable pout. “fine~”
you wouldn’t have it any other way.
