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Title: His Love's Arms – His Real Home

Fandom: Detective Conan / Magic Kaito

Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Gosho Aoyama for he created the awesomeness that is Kaitou KID. Ah, and Detective Conan, too. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.

Tags: m/m, fluff, established relationship

Main Pairing: Kaito/Shinichi

DC/MK Characters: Kudou Shinichi | Edogawa Conan, Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou KID

Summary: Shinichi returns home after a long, exhausting case, his husband waiting for him.

His Love's Arms

His Real Home

Every muscle in Shinichi's body ached. Why in the world had he thought that a camping trip with Hattori was a good idea to begin with? That just spelled disaster. But the kids had overheard them and got all starry-eyed and how was Shinichi supposed to deny Ayumi?

"I'm ho—ome," called Shinichi out exhausted.

"Did you have..." his husband paused as he rounded the corner and got to take Shinichi in. "Why is there blood on your shirt. Did you finally snap and murder Hattori-kun? Do you need an alibi?"

A laugh escaped Shinichi as he shook his head. With a few short steps, he was in his husband's personal space and got to lean his forehead against a warm, firm shoulder. Arms wrapped around his waist to pull him close. A content little hum came from Shinichi at that.

"He may get on my nerves, but he's still one of my best friends so no, I do not need an alibi," Shinichi paused for a beat. "Though it's sweet of you to offer. I think."

"Okay, if you don't need an alibi, then you at least need a shower and breakfast, mh? How about you go take a shower and I, the best husband on the planet, will prepare you breakfast."

"Does sound like something the best husband on the planet would do..."

Shinichi smiled faintly as he headed upstairs to the shower. At the top of the stairs, he turned to take a last look at Kaito. Kuroba Kaito. Kaitou KID. His husband. Strange, the way fate liked to play out. Yet with every day that he got to share his life with Kaito, he was grateful that he had gotten to know the elusive thief outside of heists. The hot water of the shower washed away the last crusted blood and eased his aching muscles at least some. Still, he didn't feel fully there yet until he zombie-walked into the kitchen to the scent of croissants and coffee.

"You indeed are the best husband on the planet," confirmed Shinichi with a heavy, content sigh.

He sank down on the chair and accepted both a plate as well as a large mug of coffee from the thief, who in return stole a kiss from him. When Kaito sat down opposite Shinichi, it was with the fondest expression on his face, simply watching Shinichi eat and drink.

"So—o, it clearly wasn't your blood and it wasn't tantei-han's blood either... What happened?"

"To your endless surprise, we ran into a murder," Shinichi said dryly, quirking his lips at the fake shock on Kaito's lips. "Right? So we solved a murder, in the rain. Got chased down the mountain, stumbled a lot. It was a mess, but thankfully the kids came out unharmed. Heck, they thought it was fun. Sometimes, they terrify me. But they think it was the funnest trip..."

Kaito laughed and interlaced their fingers on the table. "Sounds about right. I'm glad you're home."

Home, yes. Home was in the arms of his husband. Shinichi smiled at Kaito.

~*~ The End ~*~

Author's note: Someone - and I apologize for not remembering who - asked for some slice of life KaiShin with an established relationship and you know what, at this point I really HAVE written a lot of get-together stories so I figured "why not?" ;D