#((kokichi vc: god what crime /haven't/ i committed— i mean oh no what crime?))

[takinghisbow]

@ahogedetective​ asked: ❝ "Halt, criminal." Shuichi 'sternly' commands, pointing a finger at Kokichi. He stopped him before Kokichi could exit out the door, as the other was going to make a quick trip to the convenience store while Shuichi stays back home to wait. "Do you know of the crime you've just committed?" Walking closer, Shuichi tries to have a firm look on his face, but the tiniest hint of laughter is already evidence in his tone as he leans over his shoulder.

Then after a small pause, that's when a smile finally widens on his face as he whispers: "You forgot to give me a kiss before you leave. How will you remedy this situation, Mr. Oma?" He giggles, wrapping his arms around him. (dfkjvndfjnfdjk Shuichi being a soft, but silly DORK, ehehe~! ♥ ) ❞ ( random ask )

Kokichi was a swinging his key chain around his finger, feet taking him toward the door when Shuichi’s voice brought him to a standstill. “Criminal?” It wasn’t technically a wrong assessment, but Kokichi knew that Shuichi wouldn’t be calling him that unless it was a joke of some sort. The smile that played at his lips was quickly tucked away before he turned to look at Shuichi. There wasn’t a hint of the amusement bubbling under the surface on his face; his expression could only be described as certain, maybe a bit relenting. He nodded seriously. “Tax fraud.”

He broke into a laugh. “No, what terrible crime have I committed, Mr. Detective? I have to know.” His words were teasing, if a touch sarcastic. The answer, though, brought another laugh from him, bright and full. “You’re the woooooorst,” he groaned, leaning into the embrace with a grin and throwing his arms around Shuichi’s neck. “Well, I dunno. On one hand, I could pay my dues, but if I don’t you might arrest me. I’m not sure which is better.”

Smile never leaving his lips, he pitched forward to press a few quick kisses to Shuichi’s mouth, the last lingering a few moments longer. Leaning back, his smile had softened into something warmer, gentler. “There. The down payment. I’ll pay the rest when we get home. Then you’ve gotta pay for your crimes.”

“You know it’s illegal to be that criminally hot.” He coupled his words with slipping out of Shuichi’s grip and, without warning, smacking his ass. “Anyway, see ya!” And he strolled back over to the door as if he had done nothing at all.