The pile of chocolate only seemed to grow as the day went by. Kaito felt his eye twitch with barely suppressed irritation. Shinichi complained all week about Valentine's, but Kaito hadn't understood, hadn't realized. Now, he found himself agreeing.
This was clearly the worst day of the year.
"Kaito? Are you feeling okay?" Shinichi frowned, pressing his cheek to Kaito's forehead, checking his temperature. "You don't have a fever…"
Kaito wrapped his arms around Shinichi's waist, hiding his pout in his stomach. "You should stay inside for the rest of the day. Don't leave the house anymore."
"What? Why? What brought this on?"
Kaito shook his head, unwilling to explain just how pathetic he was. Shinichi loved him, obviously, so he had nothing to worry about, but he was still jealous. Knowing all those girls were giving chocolate to his boyfriend was the worst feeling he'd ever experienced. And he'd been shot.
Okay, he'd been grazed, but still.
"Alright, I guess I'll have to figure it out myself," Shinichi said, running his fingers through Kaito's hair. "You were sitting at the table until I got here, staring at the chocolate–" Kaito flinched. "Aha. Kaito, you know it's okay to be jealous, right?"
"It's completely unreasonable, Shinichi." Kaito huffed, pressing closer, soaking up the affectionate brush of Shinichi's hand. "You'd never cheat on me and certainly not with girls you barely know. Ran was my only real rival, and she's already practically engaged."
"If I've learned anything in my years as a detective, it's that human emotions are never reasonable," Shinichi said. "Emotions are inconvenient, messy, and completely irrational. And yet, they're some of the most important factors in our decision making process. For example, right now I'm feeling fond, and it makes me want to curl up on the couch with you and cuddle until you're feeling better."
"I don't know, Shinichi, that sounded pretty rational to me," Kaito mumbled into his shirt, smiling a little.
"No, it's definitely not. See, rationally I should tell you I have work to finish up. My feelings, however, insist that you are more important than work by far."
Kaito's face felt hot. He pulled back to meet Shinichi's eyes, stunned. "You mean it? I'm more important?"
"Infinitely so."
"If you add blankets to our cuddling, I'll let you keep the chocolate."
Shinichi laughed, pulling away to open one of the hall closets and find a suitable blanket. "You drive a hard bargain, Kuroba Kaito, but I accept your terms."
"Good."
When they were pressed together from chest to hips to toes, arms tight, until it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began, Kaito felt himself relax. His eyes closed as he tucked his head under Shinichi's chin.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Kaito."
Kaito smiled.
