I'm back for another chapter! Hope this will do after a month of inactivity. Enjoy!

Prompt 5:

"The next time you'll stand in front of my house at 3 AM because you need a place to hide into, don't expect me to open the door."

It's too early for him to be dealing with this. Too damn early. Glancing at the clock, he made a disgruntled sound at the back of his throat. Right. 3 am. Three feakin' AM in the goddamn early morning.

"I'm sorry alright? Your house is the closest and safest my mind has registered to go over and— Ow! Don't press too hard! That stings!"

Shinichi's eyebrows twitched in annoyance and he made to press harder on the wound he's currently disinfecting, earning him a small yelp and a soft hiss from the thief.

"Serves you right Kaito." Reaching over to his night stand for the first aid kit he's stashed on the third drawer, he flicked Kaito on the forehead first before continuing.

"The next time you stand in front of my house at 3 AM because you need a place to hide into, don't expect me to open the door. Got it?"

The magician made to gasp over dramatically in response, face shifting to that of a kicked puppy's and faking a swoon as his eyes blinked innocently.

"Shin-chan! That's rude! —barou, who do you think you're calling rude? —I came all the way over from Ekoda —then your house is closer than mine, what are you doing here? —and you say I deserve getting nearly skewered over by the police force's trap? And that was yours wasn't it?!"

Kaito ignored Shinichi's comments and was full on hysterical now as his left hand flapped about in regards to the new information. Shinichi's the one who planned and placed those finny things around the heist target tonight and he wasn't even there! Is he still mad about last week?

When the detective proceed to ignore him and made no move to answer his loud inquiry, he gave a long sigh and slumped over the bed he's currently lounging on.

"You can't be serious. You're still mad at me for locking you up at a hideout for your own safety." It really was for a noble cause that time.

The detective practically exploded."You know why I'm mad at you for doing that, idiot! You disguised as me! Making yourself a target again!" Shinichi's voice was gaining volume now as Kaito winced. "You of all people know how I hate it when people are being put into dangerous situations! Especially those who I consider one of my close friends and relatives!"

There was a ringing silence after the detective's outburst, his chest heaving slightly from effort as he collapsed on a nearby chair.

"That was a serious serial murderer I'm dealing with Kaito. And I was his target at that time. You could've received some serious injury.. or worse.. " Shinichi's voice cracked at the last part, the implication not lost to the both of them.

Kaito averted his eyes in guilt. Guilt for not regreting a thing about his decision and for getting such a strong reaction from Shinichi after a week of the other giving him the cold shoulder.

He did receive some minor wounds after all, and Shinichi most likely blamed himself for it.

He was slightly overwhelmed and happy of being called as one of Shinichi's loved ones but he forced down the emotions from showing on his face. A magician should always have a good poker face.

Raking a hand over disheaved brown hair, he mumbled, voice apologetic. "I'm sorry." Shinichi snorted but he continued anyway. "It's just, you're a danger magnet. And that says a lot about you Shinichi."

Eyes finally meeting the detective's, he gave him a serious look that seem to take his companion by surprise. "I don't want anything happening to you okay? And between the two of us, I have the most working good luck."

Taken aback by the sudden seriousness of the otherwise cheerful magician, Shinichi coughed awkwardly intointo his hand and averted his eyes from the other's intense gaze; face slightly flushing.

"You're still not off the hook Kuroba." —Not bad. Shinichi was calling him by surname and he's only done that nowadays when he's not happy with the thief,— "You still have to make it up to me."

That doesn't sound so ominous. Maybe he should bite. "Like what detective?"

Shinichi seem to hesitate for a moment before declaring with a resolute voice and expression. "Dinner. I want you to take me to dinner. "

Kaito was stunned. Dinner? Where did that come from? He readily took advantage though, so with a smirk he declaired quite happily. "It's a date!"