Three months later…
His phone rang for the umpteenth time and Kudo Shinichi nodded apologetically at his co-workers and Megure-keibu as he grabbed his cell phone and ran into the hallway to pick it up.
"SHIN-CHAN!"
"Kuroba Kaito! What do you think you're doing? Shouldn't you be in a lecture right now?"
"The professor suddenly had blue hair in the middle of the lecture and his clothes disappeared, leaving him in his briefs, so they postponed the lecture for tomorrow and can you believe that that fifty-six year old professor still wears Superman briefs? The girls ran screaming out of the room and the boys just laughed and took pictures. Including me. Want a picture, Shin-chan?" the clearly not-guilty magician answered in a carefree tone.
"Kaito…please tell me that that dear old man will not need to be sent to the psychiatric ward or asylum or wherever you planned to send him after this rather…mind-scarring prank of yours."
"Don't worry, the professor's got quite the tough mind. He'll survive. Without his pride intact, that is, but I think that's better than any physical injuries, right?"
"No comment. So is this the only reason you called me twenty-one times without stopping?"
"Coincidentally, yes, my dear Shin-chan. I was wondering if you would fancy a visit from me right now?"
Shinichi's eyes widened. Kaito coming to his work place was not good. Definitely. It was without a doubt a bad idea to introduce Kaito to his co-workers right…
"Shin-chan! I'm here!"
…now.
Arms wrapped themselves around him from behind and he had to restrain himself from shivering at the closeness and warmth of his boyfriend. Over the course of three months, he still had trouble dealing with his blushing whenever Kaito touched him, whether the touch was innocent or had much more…hidden meanings to it. However, they still hadn't progressed from the kisses and snuggles. Shinichi simply wasn't ready for it and although Kaito lacked the sense of personal space, he still respected Shinichi's wish to wait.
"I always love your blushes. Compliments your pale skin quite well."
"Kaito! What are you doing here?"
"Why, to meet my lovely wife's co-workers and warn them who you belong to just as a small gift."
"Wait! No, Kaito!"
The magician let go of him and entered the office before the flustered detective could stop him.
"Hello, everyone! I am Kuroba Kaito, soon to be magician extraordinaire, at your service! I am also Shin-chan's boyfriend, and soon-to-be husband. It's nice to meet all of you for the first time!"
Everyone stopped moving to stare at the intruder and absolute silence dominated the office for several minutes.
"Hm," Kaito walked to what he determined was his boyfriend's desk and observed the slightly messy pile of files, "as organized as you'll ever be Shin-chan."
"Kudo-kun, do I need to call the security guards?" the inspector finally broke the silence with a questioning look at the frozen detective at the doorway when the stranger started poking at the files on the desk.
Shinichi had to blink several times before regaining his voice.
"Ah…no, it's quite alright, Megure-keibu, it's just as he said…"
"Oh my god, Shinichi-kun! So you do have a boyfriend!" Sato ran across the room to squeeze the still detective tightly before backing off when Kaito growled at her, "You always seemed so tense that we were actually planning to set you up with someone soon, but since you've already got this hottie beside you, I don't think that you'll need that date anymore," she grinned.
"A date…?"
"That's right, Shin-chan," Kaito grinned his bedeviling smile and wrapped his arms once again behind the confused detective, "they thought you were still single, so I had to come over here and reassure them that you are quite taken."
"Definitely seems like that you are in good hands, Shinichi-kun," Takagi smiled nervously.
"Of course he's in very good hands," the mischievous magician purred behind him huskily, nuzzling his neck intimately and making him shiver and blush deeper.
All the police officers in the room went red as they realized the meaning behind those words and Shiratori laughed with wide eyes, "Well…good luck, Shinichi-kun."
"Huh? What do you mean? Wait, what did you do, Kaito!?"
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"So, your co-workers are quite nice, Shin-chan."
Silence.
"Okay…so I already know them and what I just said doesn't really make sense, but they are pretty nice. Of course, I still have to ask about who they decided to set up with you before I introduced myself."
No reply.
"Oh, Shin-chan! Do you want some coffee? Or maybe something to eat? You should know that not eating dinner after missing breakfast and lunch is not healthy at all."
Still nothing.
"Shin-chan!" he whined at the pile of blankets on the bed, "Can you please stop sulking and come out?"
"No!" the muffled reply came back defiantly.
"But Shin-chan!"
"I said no, you annoying thief!"
"Ouch, that hurts, Tantei-kun! Come on Shin-chan, I'm sorry, alright? Just please come out."
"Really?" the blankets shifted so that one cerulean blue eye stared at him from within the thick bundle.
"Yes…no. I'm not sorry," Kaito took advantage of the small opening Shinichi had provided and ripped the blankets off despite the outraged cries from the detective, "you're just too cute and innocent, Shin-chan," he whispered beside the other's ear and chuckled at the shiver and shallow breathing that he felt from his boyfriend.
"Kaito…wait!" Shinichi's breath hitched when he felt something wet warm sucking at his neck, "What do you think you're doing!?"
"Marking you," he mumbled, and the mischievous violet eyes lusted themselves at how unraveled Shinichi was beneath him, "I can't have others thinking that they have a chance chasing after you. You are mine."
He whispered those last three words and blew on the dark red mark that now decorated Shinichi's pale and smooth neck.
"Kaito…," the detective mewled and struggled under him, eyes blown wide with lust.
"Another day, Shin-chan, when you're sure you are ready…" he laughed gently and kissed the other passionately until the detective could no longer form coherent words.
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"Shinichi-kun, is that what I think it is?"
"Don't ask, I swear that magician is crazy. I don't even know why I put up with him."
"But you love him."
"That's not a question."
"Well, do you?"
"…yes."
