Last Time: Perhaps you can try writing some Aoko!Phantom Lady and Kaito interaction or KID with Aoko interaction?
Aoko could tell there was something different about him for the past month. It was those subtle movements, a change of pace and the way he spoke, but her instinct magnified them enough to wane her level of surprise when he said what he said in front of all the cameras and reporters at his heist.
"Ladies and Gentleman. Tonight would be my last show."
After all their countless encounters over the year, it would be a lie if Aoko claimed she wasn't affected by his decision. Happiness was once the first thing she put on her list, but now it was the last thing she felt when she watched him disappear after throwing a smoke bomb onto the ground.
She wasn't sure what she was supposed to feel anymore. Everything had dulled to an ache in her chest.
An hour after sitting on the bench outside the museum and wondering if that would be the last time she ever saw Kid, she found him on her balcony after reaching home, standing there and waiting for her.
He radiated a calmness Aoko could never grasp, but the only thing that gave his slight nervousness away was the movement of his hands; He was twiddling and moving his fingers together, as though playing with invisible cards. He seemed to be doing it unconsciously, and she tried not to stare at it too long, in case he noticed and broke his perfect rhythm. The only thing she wondered was why she found his action so familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere before.
She watched him behind her glass door for a full minute, sneering, before slamming the balcony door to one side when she had no energy left in her to light hatred in her eyes.
He was the first to speak. "Good evening, Nakamori-san."
"What are you doing here?" Aoko muttered.
"For a last visit," he paused, his lips pursed and contemplating. In the end, he spoke no further of what he originally wanted to say. Not that Aoko wasn't expecting it.
"What for?" She spat. "Your glorious retirement-announcement was broadcasted on National TV. I can rewatch it the whole day."
"And you're now watching it in 3D."
Aoko bit her lips so hard it nearly bleed. She would rather die than to smile at this goddamn thief. "What exactly do you want from me?"
"I have something to tell you."
"That doesn't mean I want to listen to it."
"You're right." Kid thought about it and nodded understandingly. "Then, would you not like to hear it?"
Meeting face to face with members of criminal organization and even getting kidnapped... Nothing was easy enough to faze her that much anymore. She crossed her arms, chin pointed out as a challenge. "Tell me" She said, more curious than afraid.
His lips twitched, eyes reflecting something that almost seemed sad (and she wasn't sure if he was regretting the offer he had made to her).
"Okay." Was all he said, before he pulled the monocle off his face.