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[hanneswrites]

Title: echoes

Pairing: Mouri Kogoro/Nakamori Ginzou

Rating: G

Word Count: 1k

Summary/Tags: Kogoro comforts Ginzou after another failed attempt at catching Kaitou Kid.

My @dcmksecretsanta gift for @cartoonsbyandie!

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“Farewell, Nakamori-san!” Kaitou Kid's voice echoed as he bowed and a sparkle of smoke surrounded him. Nakamori Ginzou was unsure if he felt more resentment or relief. Kid had once again outsmarted him and his men, the 267th time. He attempted to hide his frustration as his subordinates attempted to comfort him with weak smiles and assurances that “they'll get him next time!” The inspector tried not to dwell on the day's events as he wearily returned to his office to analyze what had happened. 

The room was silent save for the steady tick of the clock as Nakamori slumped in his chair. He pulled out the evidence reports and examined them methodically, trying to piece together what had gone wrong that day. He read and reread the accounts of his men, their descriptions of both the successful and failed tactics they had employed. Despite their best efforts, it seemed Kid had managed to be one step ahead of them at every turn.

With a heavy sigh, Nakamori clasped his hands together and leaned back into his chair. He contemplated the situation for a few moments, his intense gaze lingering on the file in front of him. He rubbed his temples; he had a feeling that the solution was just beyond his reach.

Lost in thought, he didn't hear the footsteps that were growing louder and closer as they echoed through the empty hallways. It wasn't until a paper coffee cup was gently set down on the edge of his desk that he finally looked up to see who had caught his attention. Kogoro smiled down at him, a warm curl of his lips that bordered on being just a little bit smug. A smile that never failed to inspire a confusing mix of fondness and indignation in Ginzou whenever Kogoro was concerned.

"What are you doing here?" Ginzou asked, eyes darting between the proffered coffee and Kogoro's smug little grin.

Kogoro chuckled lightly before replying. “I figured you could use a little pick me up after the show you all put on today.”

Ginzou let out a long exhale, settling his head in his hands.

"You watched the broadcast of the heist, then?" He asked, though he already knew the answer. Kogoro pulled up a chair and settled down, taking a long sip from his own travel cup before answering.

"I thought you had him there in the latter half," Kogoro said, as he fiddled absently with his cup. He sounded half-sincere, in a way that Ginzou had come to recognize as lighthearted teasing.

Ginzou glared at him for a moment, hesitating before finally accepting the cup of coffee with muttered thanks. He took a sip and sighed; it was just what he needed after such a long day of frustration, made exactly the way he liked it. He closed his eyes and allowed the smooth bitter warmth of it to flow through him, taking a deep breath to settle his nerves.

Kogoro watched him quietly, seeming to understand the emotions he was feeling without speaking a word. He waited until the silence was comfortable before finally speaking.

"No one's perfect," he said, reaching out to take Ginzou's hand in his own, "KID'll get what's coming to him someday."

Ginzou looked at him, surprised, but grateful for the gesture. He squeezed Kogoro's hand in response, and a small smile appeared on his face.

Ginzou hummed, his voice soft, and relaxing into the touch in the quiet of the night. At any other time, he would be wary of this - this easy affection he and Kogoro had settled into over the past few years in private. But he was sure all of his subordinates had already gone home for the night. They were alone, and in that stilled calm Ginzou just focused on the warmth of Kogoro's hand as it covered his own.

Kogoro smiled back at him, and the two of them stayed like that for a moment, simply enjoying the comfort of each other's presence. It wasn't the same as having the heist solved, but it was something, and it was enough in that moment.

"Thank you," Ginzou said softly, after a while. He took another sip of the coffee Kogoro had brought him and focused himself back on the two thick stacks of folders in front of him. Witness statements and testaments from his men, slips detailing the minuscule amount of physical evidence they'd managed to collect at the scene, and his own very, very blank statement of events stood between him and a good night's rest. He sighed and picked up the first folder, cracking it open, "I'll be done soon. I can manage the rest of it tonight."

Kogoro huffed out a laugh, dropping his hand back to his side before leaning back in his chair.

Kogoro's sarcasm was palpable in his drawling response. "Yeah, sure," he said mockingly. "They're going to make me the Chief of Police tomorrow." He held Ginzou's gaze for a long moment, and Ginzou studiously avoided eye contact.

Kogoro hummed after a long moment, setting his coffee down on Ginzou's desk and standing - and it was then that Ginzou noticed the distinct rustle of plastic.

"Where are you going?" Ginzou asked, not looking up from his paperwork.

Kogoro flashed a mischievous grin as he replied."Well it's gonna be a late night," Kogoro called, slinging a plastic bag sporting the logo of a nearby late-night market over his shoulder, "And I'm starving." He looked back over his shoulder for a second, that smug grin back on his face as he made his way over toward the department's staff kitchen.

Ginzou watched him go with fond exasperation, shaking his head and smiling softly to himself before turning back to the paperwork in front of him.

A little while later, Kogoro returned with two plastic bowls of instant ramen, setting them down on Ginzou's desk with a flourish and a wide grin.

It was enough motivation to get through the rest of the night; even as Ginzou pointedly ignored how Kogoro had become so attuned to knowing what Ginzou needed - even if it was as simple as a cheap bowl of noodles hastily microwaved in the precinct's dingy little kitchen.

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DCMK Secret Santa 2022: Good luck in love

Dear @gingerwitchhh​ ,

it’s me, your secret Santa, again! Finally revealing your present! I hope you’ll like it, even through I’m no master at romance, I do love writing Heiji and Kazuha, since they are not always super sweet but also behaving like they are already a married couple. Thank you for the nice prompt! I wish you a happy and merry Christmas, with lots of presents, cookies and Christmas spirit, as well as a happy and healthy new Year with lots of good luck!

Last but not least, a huge thank you to @dcmksecretsanta for hosting this event again, caring so much about everyone getting their present in Time <3 I wish you merry Christmas as well! I’m already looking forward to nest year!

But now, have fun!

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Good luck in love

  She figured it out.

 Damn she wasn´t supposed to figure it out!

Heiji swallowed, observing how his girlfriend comb through their shared flat, for what must be the tenth time now, growing more and more desperate.

 They moved in together about a year ago, two years after she confessed her love to him (yeah that’s right, after all his attempts of telling her went downhill it took her one silly dinner to confess), that’s why he wanted everything to be perfect this time, but it seemed that he was doomed to fail again.

 His eyes moved back to Kazuha who was about to move their wardrobe, leaning against it with all her weight in order to make it move, while her head started to glow bright red from the effort.

“Geez, that’s silly, why should it be underneath it?!” He scolded with a roll of his eyes, before a sharp gaze cut through his skin like ice.

‘Wrong move Hattori!’

 “Well it`s not like ya’re a big help figuring out where else it might be!” She hissed, still trying to move the damn wardrobe, ignoring the shaking head of her determined to be useless childhood friend.

“How should anyone find anything in tha mess ya’ve been making these past days!” Heiji growled pointing to his surroundings, the floor was littered with open boxes and even whole drawers moved  from the dresser, while everything seemed to be covered in pieces of clothes.  

Kazuha grumbled finally admitting that she’d lost her fight with her too heavy opponent, sliding down the wardrobe, before her eyes wandered to the pile of stuff she’d already been searching through before her eyes moved back to Heiji.

“I’ve a system!” The young woman announced, arm’s crossed in front of her chest.

Heiji rose  an eyebrow, lowering himself down to what looked like to be a heap of nearly everything they owned.

“Sure, and why are tha cookie cutters laying next ta my keys? What makes ya even think it could be between them, I don´t remember tha last time ya`ve made cookies.”  

“Because I’ve been searching everywhere else already!” The slight tremble in Kazuha’s voice finally forced him to look up again.

 ‘Oh f***!’

 Her lower lip was shivering already, and he could tell that her breath has become short and unstable. Definitely a read flag! It felt like a siren in his mind started to scream, while red lights where flashing from every section of his brain. Their bickering was  supposed to distract her, not make her cry all over again (he barley stomached the first two times this happened because of his – oh so brilliant – idea, there was no way he would survive a third time).

 “Listen, I’m sure we’ll find it soon!” He tried to sooth her, but she misunderstood his message and instead of  calming down, his disinterest only fuelled Kazuha’s anger! She rose from the floor and only stopped when she was an arm’s length away from him.

“How can ya be so calm about it! Ya’ve seen what happens when it’s missing!” Heiji swallowed, well she wasn´t wrong about that… but this was not the time to admit the death threat hanging over their heads.

“Oh come on, only a fool could belief in something like this!” He pointed out.

 “Are you calling me a fool Heiji Hattori!” The question wasn´t much more than a growl, she was even closer now, their foreheads almost touching each other. Heiji huffed, now quite angry himself.  

“Well maybe if you’re –“

 But he wasn´t able to finish his sentence, since an all too familiar voice stopped him.

 “Uhm- are we interrupting something?”

 Shinichi questioned from the doorframe, while Ran looked towards the couple from behind him, with a shy wave and a smile.

“What?!” Both Osakan asked in surprise by their sudden appearance, but while Kazuha’s lips moved into a smile, Heiji’s left eye started to twitch dangerously.

 ‘Oh damn, speaking of death threats…’

 “We knocked a couple of times, but you two weren´t answering, but we heard voices so-“ Ran tried to defeat their sudden entrance. She was rather uncomfortable, since it felt like they’ve broken into their friends apartment. While Shinichi simply eyed the pile of stuff on the floor with a raised eyebrow, before he started to remove his jacket, taking took her coat as well, as he spoke.  

 “You should really lock your front door, you know?” The detective announced while he moved to hang their jackets on the clothes rack, only to be greeted by Hattori’s wide eyes once he turned back around.

 “What the heck are ya doing here?!” It sounded more like an accusation, than a question so the detective was taken aback, not knowing how to answer his friends question.

“Uh?”

But Kazuha stepped between them, shooting daggers at her boyfriend for being so rude.

“Baro, I invited them, that’s why!” She announced, before she finally turned to their friends, grabbing Shinichi’s arm to lead him further into their home.

“I’m so glad ya’re finally here!”

Shinichi blinked in irritation, his eyes moving to his stunned friend, before he faced Kazuha again.

“Ah, yes. So, what can I do for you? You sounded rather serious on the phone?”

 The detective questioned with concern, unable to see how Heiji’s eyes grew wide, when it suddenly dawned upon him, why Kazuha had invited them.

 ‘Oh no!’

 Kazuha nodded, turning towards Kudo.

“It is! But I’m sure you’ll figure it out!” She chirped with the sweetest smile she possessed. Heiji knew this tactic by now: soft voice, shiny eyes, bright smile – Kazuha language for “I want something!”. He groaned, combing his fingers through his hair, messing it up in the process.

“Kazuha… you didn´t.” But the answer he got, wasn´t more than a hiss, before her voice turned back to the sweet tone, when she looked up to Kudo again, who by now looked rather uncomfortable standing between them.

 “Of course I did! He’s a detective after all!”

“And what am I to ya? A garden fairy, or what!”

“Don´t blame me, ya didn´t find it either till now. And I know you’ve been consulting Kudo-kun when ya don´t know what ta do, even when he was just a little shrimp.”

 ‘Oi, oi!’ Shinichi raised an eyebrow, while he could see Ran snickering behind their backs.

 “Yeah but this is different!” Hattori argued.

“How so!”

“Because- arg, fine, we go search for it.” Heiji grumbled, since he couldn´t come up with an explanation, without ruining his secret. He grabbed their coats and shoved Kudo out of there door, before Kazuha was able to hold them back.

 “Finally!” He took a deep breath, glad that he was able to leave with his plan still intact.

 But the peaceful silence, was soon over when Kudo looked at him, arms crossed in front of him, eyebrow raised demanding answers.

“Hattori… what have you done?”

“Huh? Uh- nothing?” But the detective of the west wasn´t fooled by his friend, only rolling his eyes in a sarcastic manner.

“Sure…”

“….”

“So?” Shinichi asked again, after a moment of silence.

“Well I-“ Heiji stuttered, his voice breaking beneath the hard look of his fried.

“I took our luck charms ta tha goldsmith, in order for him ta melt them into wedding rings.” Hattori’s statement finally left Shinichi speechless, before a wide smile stretched over his lips.  

 “You’re going to propose to Kazuha!”

 “Well, yeah genius- hence tha rings.” Heiji snorted, trying to hide his blush from Shinichi, rather unsuccessfully.

“Aaand you thought arguing would be a good start to ask her to marry you?” His fellow detective teased him, with a sly grin.

“Ha ha! Not funny Kudo.” Heiji growled.

“She wasn´t supposed ta notice that it’s missing in the first place.” He argued.

Shinichi nodded, but looked back at his friend in confusion.

“Ah, and how did she figure it out?” Shinichi watched how the tip of Hattori’s ears turned bright red at the question, before he tried to explain.

“Uhm- we might have had some bad luck these past days. You know, loosing stuff, our toaster lighting up in flames, nearly being hit by a car-”

“What?!”

Heiji rolled his eyes and continued with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Yeah, so she checked on it and noticed it was missing.”

“Oh.” Shinichi blinked, his mind still lingering on the near death situation of his friends, while Heiji continued to talk.

“But that’s going ta stop now, since I got a text this morning, that I can pick up our rings.” He grinned in triumph. Shinichi nodded, turning back before heading for the streets.

“Alright, lets go!”

“What?!” The shout of his fried, forced the detective to turn back around, facing Hattori’s sceptical glance.

“You don´t think I’ll let go out there all by yourself, after all you’re missing your good luck charm as well.” Shinichi questioned.  

“Ha ha, I know ya don´t believe in this kind of stuff Kudo.” He tried to argue, while he caught up to his friend, steering their steps into the right direction.

“Well, better safe than sorry.” Shinichi shrugged, hiding his hand inside his pockets while following along, only to flinch beneath Hattori’s next words.

“If ya say so. Even though, it would be safer if a murder magnet like you wouldn´t be standing right next to me!”

 “Oi!”

 XXX

  Of course with said murder magnet and an unlucky detective on the road, nothing went smooth and easy. After just a couple of minutes, that Shinichi had used to pump his friend for information’s of his planned proposal, everything went downhill when Hattori vanished in the shop to get the rings, only to find himself in the middle of a brutal robbery.

 Shinichi sighed, pressing the cold pack to his bruised cheek, leaning back against the hospital wall. At least they where able to get the rings, he mused, before his ears picked up the winded breaths of Kazuha and Ran, who apparently had run all the way to the hospital.

 The detective shared in apologizing smile, pointing towards the door in his back.  

“Don’t worry, the doctor said he’ll be alright!” He informed them, because even though he’d been rather lucky this time Heiji had been beaten up rather badly, before he was able to help his friend.

“Thank god!” Kazuha took a shivering breath, blinking away the tears glistening in her eyes, before she took Ran by her hand, leading her along.

“Come on Ran-chan, let’s go see him.”

“Ah- um actually, the doctor said it would be better if there  was just one visitor at once.” The detective stuttered with a slight blush on his cheeks. The girls looked at him in confusion, before Ran nodded to her friend.

“It’s alright, say Hi from me as well.”

“I will.” Kazuha nodded, before she vanished behind the hospital door.

 Shinichi took a small breath, but the relief was soon disturbed by his girlfriend, who looked at him in demand.

“So, what’s really going on?”

“Huh? Uh- nothing!” The detective stuttered, but the blush on his face betrayed him.

“Shinichi!”

“Ah, uhm-  you see…”

  XXX

  Kazuha took a deep breath, entering the room with his name on her lips.

“Heiji?!”

“Oh-“ She faltered, finally becoming aware that his eyes where closed, but he wasn´t attached to any beeping machines, which was a good sigh after all.

“He’s sleeping…” She whispered, more to herself than anybody else, before a loud growl made her flinch.

 “No, not anymore, since your loud voice woke me up!” Heiji grumbled, slowly pushing himself up in his pillows.

“It’s not my fault that I have to worry for you again!” She argued.

“How did this happen anyway!” Kazuha demanded to know, while Heiji was more than happy to answer her question.

“Because you called for the unluckiest person in the world to help me get our charms back!”

“Wait, what?!”

“Well you know Kudo’s a death angel or something so-“ But her silent whisper, disturbed him from his speech.

“Our charms?” Kazuha questioned, her wide confused eyes, caused him to blush.

“You lost yours too?”

“I- uhm…”  He stuttered, before she interrupted him again, still confused by what was going on.

“And Kudo helped you find them?”

“Yeah, kind of.” Heiji admitted.

“Then, where are they?”

 “Well….”

 He took a deep breath, that wasn´t what he had in mind for the perfect proposal, but its not like he had any other options right now. Heiji sighed, turning to his jacked that hung over the chair beside him. He blushed when his fingers found the little casket. His own ring was back in its original bag, since  he didn´t need it until the wedding… that is, if she would say yes in the first place.

Heiji swallowed, as he turned back around, he could feel the blood rushing inside his hears, while his own heartbeat was so loud in his ears that it nearly drowned his stuttering words.

 “Here…”

 Carefully he took her hand, before placing the little box in her balm.

 Kazuha looked form Heiji at the little box and back in confusion, her heart started to hammer in her chest when she finally opened it, revealing a delicate silver ring, with a tiny sparkling stone on top.

“Heiji but, what-“

 But she was lost for words, so Heiji took his chance to explain himself.

“I took our luck charms-“ He finally confessed.

“I bought them to the gold smith so he could meld them into wedding rings.” The detective blushed, eyes fixed on the small ring in Kazuha’s hand, because he knew that if he would be looking at her his voice would probably break.

“I thought it would be nice to carry them with us like this…” He swallowed, finally finding the courage to look up at his stunned girlfriend, who just stared at the tiny piece of jewellery in her hands.

 When Kazuha still seemed to be frozen in time, he cleared his throat.

“So?” He questioned, carefully and all to quiet.

 “W-What?” She stammered, her own cheeks burning red, while it felt like butterflies where clouding her mind, when her whole body started to tingle at his next question.

 “Do you- would you, do you want to merry me Kazuha?”

 Warmth swept over her like a wave, before she took one last step towards him, pushing herself onto the small hospital bed in order to hold him close.

“I- Of course I do!” She whispered in his ear, tears glistening in the corner of her eyes.

“I love you Heiji!”

A relief sigh escaped his lips.

He took the ring from her hand, before he carefully placed it on her finger.

A perfect fit.

 “Love you too.” He smiled.

 They sunk back into the hospital pillows together, still holding each other, while both of their eyes still lingered on the delicate silver band that now adorned Kazuha’s finger.

 “So, you like it?”

 Heiji asked after a while, his fingers brushing through her soft air. He couldn´t believe he did it after this disaster of a week. But the sparkle in Kazuha’s eyes and her answer was all that was needed for him to forget all that. It had definitely been worth it.

“I love it, thank you.” She smiled, cuddling closer to him in the small hospital bed.  

“But next time don´t try ta kills us when ya try ta do something special.” She teased, poking him in the side, not knowing that his rips where bruised badly, causing her fresh announced fiancé to curse.

 “OW, damn Kazuha, ya clumsy-”

 But Heiji was cut of with a kiss, and soon the pain melted away, leaving the engaged and now again lucky couple, to their blissful happiness.

#dcmksecretsanta #dcmksecretsanta2022 #heijixkazuha #heiji hattori #kazuha toyama

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Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

Gen

Fandoms:

名探偵コナン | Detective Conan | Case Closed, Magic Kaito, Batman - All Media Types

Characters:

Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou Kid, Kudou Shinichi | Edogawa Conan, Riddler (Batman 1966), Batman | Bruce Wayne, Nightwing | Dick Grayson, Robin | Damian Wayne

Additional Tags:

Ran is here too but only briefly, Alternate Universe - Crossover, DC/DCMK crossover, DCMK Secret Santa, DCMK Secret Santa 2022, okay i know how the title sounds but i PROMISE it’s not like that, Riddler may have this idea in his mind of a potentially homoerotic relationship?, but that’s because he has no idea how young Kid is, and he doesn’t like. voice that

@mirrorfalls here is your secret santa gift! thanks so much for participating in the event and all your kind words and interactions with me, i had a great time! i hope you enjoy!

#dcmk secret santa #dcmksecretsanta #dcmksecretsanta2022 #dcmk #dc #fic #hil writes #i’ve done it! i’ve written for two whole new fandoms this year holy shit #not just written. PUBLISHED. i’m a little crazy i think

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The White Rose Falls at Midnight

Hello @whywalkwhenyoucanjump I am your @dcmksecretsanta for this year! 🎅🏻 🎁  (or... rather, the year of 2021. I’m waaay late aaaaaaa I’m so very very sorryyyy! 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️ IRL happened and writer’s block happened and everything happened and I just have no good excuses aaaaaaa!) 

Here is the fic I’ve written for your gift! Hope you like this one! I wanted to write more, but I didn’t want to make you keep waiting any longer! Wishing you a very Merry belated Christmas/Happy Holidays and a Happy New Year 2022! May 2022 bring you hope, creativity and health! 🎆 📣 ✨

Special thanks to Gisa ( @gisachi ) and Raka ( @rakashith ) for your encouragement and beta-ing this fic and also for providing your thoughts! You’ve helped me a BUNCH!

And also Special Thanks to the host Sabrina for being patient with me and also for being very understanding! Thank you for hosting this event, I’ve enjoyed every gifts everyone shared! 💜

Now then, please enjoy the first part! I’m currently in process of writing the second part! 💜 ✨

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Chapters: 1/2 Rating: General Audiences (for language and blood) Words: 7.5k Characters: Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou Kid, Nakamori Ginzou, Kudou Shinichi | Edogawa Conan, Yoshida Ayumi, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, Kojima Genta Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, DCMK Secret Santa, Gift Fic, Blood and Injury, Swearing/Language

Summary:

Kaitou KID is undoubtedly one of the best thieves in all of Japan... and he knows that not all heists can go smoothly. Sometimes they do go wrong. This, is one of those times. Thankfully -or not, from his point of view-, he has some unlikely friends that can help him out.

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“This is not in your jurisdiction, so don’t you dare butt in!”

“As a matter of fact, Inspector, I do have the jurisdiction.”

A scoff. “Oh, yeah? Who said you can be here?”

A snapping sound. “Here, I have a permit which allows me to be where I need to be, including the event that is happening tonight.”

“Who the hell granted you that authorization?”

“Inspector Megure. And the Superintendent.”

“...” Inspector Nakamori glares at the other for a while, and then lets out an irritated grumble. “... fine. Fine! You want to fall into a trap, then go ahead, be my guest!” He waves the other man away aggressively.

Kudo Shinichi even has the audacity to smirk at him while looking innocent at the same time. “Thank you!” he chirps.

Nakamori doesn’t even know how the brat does that, with that baby fat still clinging to those cheeks even as he’s transformed into adulthood. He doesn’t look like he has changed from the first time Nakamori met him in that incident all those years ago.

The Inspector just lets out an irritated sigh while looking up at the sky, as if praying to the Kami for a little patience, before glancing down at him. “Yeah, yeah. But I have to point out a tiny, tiny problem with this situation.”

Kudo blinks and tilts his head to the side in innocent confusion.

The Inspector takes a short breath before whipping out an arm in a certain direction. “Why in the hell are those brats here?!” Nakamori shouts at Kudo, pointing an accusing finger at certain people.

“Hm?” Kudo hums as he turns around to see four teenagers talking amongst themselves as they stand near priceless jewellery lying on a cushion inside a sturdy glass box. A bit too closely for his liking, those damn brats.

“Hey! Don’t you dare touch that glass or else I’ll throw you out, you hear me!” he chastises loudly again before Kudo can get a word in.

“Yessir!” The three of the kids reply cheerfully, and yet they’re still not stepping away, instead leaning their bodies even closer to the glass. Except for that too-mature-for-her-age girl who is standing just between him and the brats.

“Oi!”

“Please don’t mind them, Inspector,” Kudo cuts in smoothly. “You know how they are. They’re just as curious as I about tonight’s target, but they will be careful. They have experience with this kind of thing, remember?”

“THEY’RE FUCKING KIDS!” he roars at the brat, who instinctively plugs his fingers into his ears while stepping backwards a little. “THAT DOESN’T GIVE THEM THE RIGHT TO STICK THEIR NOSES IN SOMETHING THEY SHOULDN’T!”

“Now, now, please calm down,” Kudo says in a soothing tone, moving his fingers away from his ears, “Shouting won’t get us anywhere.”

“The fuck it won’t!” Inspector explodes, shouting in Kudo’s face. “They shouldn’t be here!”

“Actually, Inspector, my permit extends to those whom I invite along.”

Inspector summarily ignores that part and continues throwing words into Kudo’s face.

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(Continued in AO3! Please click the link above!)

#DCMKsecretsanta #DCMKsecretsanta2022 #Kaitou Kid #Kuroba Kaito #Kudo Shinichi #Nakamori Ginzo #Yoshida Ayumi #Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko #Kojima Genta #Hurt/Comfort #TW: injury #TW: language #TW: swearing #TW: blood #I'm very very sorry for this being so very late! #I really hope you enjoy reading this fic! #Also I know I said I would do fluff #but I hadn't planned that far ahead #So it will have to be in part 2 #I dearly hope you like your gift! #I also hope I did these characters their justice! #DCMK #DCMK fanfic #my writing #my fanfic #Mine