A/N: just had one of the worst days. As always, unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine.

EDIT: fixed the formatting problem.

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Shinichi had a bad day. Now, as he toed out of his shoes and into his house, he just wanted to drop into bed and sleep, hoping that tomorrow would be better.

The smell of freshly brewed coffee (that he'd run out of this morning) wafted through the house and Shinichi felt compelled to taking a look at where this piece of heaven was coming from.

The image of a messy-haired teen in the kitchen didn't faze the teen detective anymore. He just let out a long-suffering sigh before walking forward and stopping next to the other teen, watching him chop the vegetables and overall just preparing dinner.

"Welcome home Shinichi!" Kaito said brightly, deft hands never ceasing.

Coming home to this, Shinichi thought to himself, wasn't so bad. And maybe his day just got a little better.

(And Kaito knew it)