#also random shuichi just being pretty and handsome

[lonisaiou]

late night dooodles (they literally make no sense)

[em-neko]

FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIM (KBTBB HEADCANON)

how i think mc would’ve met + fallen in love with the bidders if she hadn’t been put up for auction.

oh and i added a song to go along with each scenario, enjoy!

a/n: the auctions don’t exist in this universe, so the bidders don’t know each other (assuming soryu, eisuke and luke didn’t stay in contact after high school). however, shuichi and hikaru are friends.

EISUKE

when mc worked at the tres spade, they’d often run into each other

she’d always catch his eye, but he wasn’t sure why

she was just like any other maid, after all

but to him, she seemed different somehow

one day, his curiosity got the best of him and he promoted her to the penthouse

at first, she was really shy and wouldn’t even look him in the eye

he’d try chatting her up (in his own way)

but she wouldn’t open up (understandably)

so one day, he asked her to make him coffee

their first conversation was about how eisuke liked his coffee

somehow, he managed to make her laugh

and slowly, she began warming up to him

since then, whenever she’d go up to the penthouse to clean, they’d end up just talking the entire time

mc got in trouble for it (and by trouble i mean, erika and tweedledee and tweedledum bullied her about it) but eisuke always defended her

if eisuke was too busy in his office to talk to her, he’d leave her a small present on the coffee table for her to find

things like jewelry, clothes, beauty products and sweets

in exchange, mc left notes and doodles for eisuke to find

once she even left a short comic that she’d written and illustrated for him to read

he saved them all

soon, their relationship turned flirty

eisuke would tease her constantly

sometimes, he’d jokingly pin mc down on the couch

or he’d give her little surprise kisses while she’d be cleaning

mc would always blush and get super flustered

in typical eisuke fashion, he’d play it off as a joke

but it was obvious he really liked her

soon, eisuke offered her to move into the penthouse

he blamed it on boredom and pulled them “it’s for work” card, but mc saw right through it

and she agreed

SORYU

i genuinely don’t think they would’ve ever met if it weren’t for the auctions

however, i could see them potentially meeting in a bookstore

it was that cliche, looking over the shelf, eyes meeting type of thing

soryu didn’t pay any mind to her at first, but he’d remember her face

he found himself thinking about her a lot

she was scared of him at first, but she found him really attractive

so they’d both go to the bookstore every few days, hoping they run into one another

they wouldn’t speak to each other though

but that doesn’t mean the staff of the bookstore didn’t take notice of their occasional glances

they were kinda suspicious because mc and soryu would always be in the store at the same time

so one day, after closing, the staff reorganized the shelves so that the romance section (mc’s favorite section) would be right besides the crime novel section (soryu’s favorite section)

hoping they’d talk to each other

and it worked!

when mc and soryu returned to the bookstore the next day, they realized that things had been move around

and found themselves shoulder to shoulder

mc eventually gathered up the courage to ask him what he was reading

and he offered to buy her a book he liked

in exchange, she bought him a book she liked

every few days, they’d purchase books for each other, and talk about the last books

mc began to leave notes in soryu’s books

and he left notes in hers too

notes turned to letters

and soon, a phone number was left on the bottom of one of the letters

OTA

they met at a museum

ota was there to look for inspiration

while mc was just wardering around on her lunch break

ota caught mc’s eye immediately, he’s the angelic artist after all

but she didn’t want to bother him, nor did she have the courage to talk to him in the first place

so she just pretended like she didn’t see him

when the paparazzi and ota’s fangirls catch wind that he’s at the museum, they all swarmed the place

ota frantically tried to find a place for hide

and luckily for him, mc found a way to sneak into the security guard’s office

she ushered him in and told him to hide under the desk

while waiting for the chaos to cool down, they joked around and laughed together

ota told mc she looked like his old dog and called her koro as a joke

she rolled her eyes, before bursting out laughing

he started treating her like a dog (asking her to sit, give paw, jump etc.) and she played along

they both laughed together hysterically at the end

when the chaos cooled down, ota left his hiding spot

but, not before asking her if he can “take her on a walk sometime”

she’d bark happily

i made mc a whiling participant to ota’s shenanigans because a big reason why i didn’t like ota’s main story was because i felt so bad for mc

MITSUNARI

they met after baba had stolen a painting at an gallery, owned by a child predator

ayame was chasing him down the street

with no where to go, baba ran into a random building

(that happened to be mc’s apartment complexe)

he entered a random apartment on the second floor

(which also happened to be mc’s apartment)

and hid inside her bathtub

when mc got home and found him inside her bathtub, she freaked out (obviously)

she yelled at him and beat him with a broomstick

somehow baba managed to talk her out of calling the cops by explaining the situation to her

after she calmed down, they drank some tea together and chit chatted

mostly about their jobs

baba teased her a lot about being a maid, while she simply blushed, too shy to tease back

but she couldn’t hide the fact that she found good looking

minutes turned to hours

and the next morning, mc woke up in her own bed

turns out, baba had carried her to her bedroom after she’d fallen asleep while they were talking

and sat at the foot of her bed until the crack of dawn

just to make sure she didn’t have any nightmares after the scare he gave her

to thank her for “the unforgettable night” she gave him, he left her a note with his phone number on it

and at the bottom, it was written to call him if she ever needed help

and he’d be there

mc didn’t think she’d ever use it, after all she wasn’t stupid, she knew a womanizer when she saw one

but when she got invited to a party a few days later, she realized that she needed a date

and who better was to call than the flirty thief she’d just met?

MAMORU

they met on the bus

mc was on her way to meet a friend

while she was sitting on the bus, reading her book, mamoru came stumbling in

mc noted that he looked sleepy

when he came towards her, she made sure to move her back out of the way so he could sit down

mere seconds after the bus began moving again, mamoru fell asleep

on mc’s shoulder

mc didn’t want to wake him up and ask him to move because he seemed so exhausted

so she let him sleep on her

she didn’t mind too much, besides she was only getting off at the last stop

and she thought he was pretty cute, but she’d never admit that

but then, the last stop came

and mamoru was still sleeping on her shoulder

mc wondered if he’d missed his stop or if he was getting off on the last stop too

she gently nudged him, calling out to him to wake up

when he woke up, he realized he’d missed his stop and started freaking out

he blamed mc for not waking him up at his stop

mc retorted that she didn’t know which stop was his

and they walked off the bus bickering

they continued arguing on the street too

until mamoru realized how stupid he sounded and somewhat apologized

mc was understandably annoyed that this man had wasted her time and stomped away

but before she could get far enough away from him, he called out to her

he asked her if he could apologize to her with some dinner

he expected her to say no

but instead, she told him she’d only go if he took her to the best ramen place in town

and he agreed

LUKE

like soryu, i can’t imagine them ever meeting if it wasn’t for mc being sold at the auctions

however, there is a possibility that they’d run into each other at the hotel

mc had just gotten transferred to the tres spade dubai

and luke had a meeting there with potential patient

while luke waited for the patient in the lobby, all of the female staff members were checking him out

of course, he is very handsome after all

mc didn’t pay too much mind, she admitted he was good looking, but this was the tres spade

handsome men came through those doors every day

so she simply walked by and continued her work

and luke and his patient eventually went to his suite

a few hours later, mc was asked to bring some refreshments to room 145

turns out, it was luke’s patient’s suite

she smiled politely at luke and his patient and placed the bottles of whiskey on the table in front of them

eyes wide like he was in a trance, he reached his fingertips towards her chest

panicked, mc was about to push his hands away and apologize, thinking he was reaching for her breast

but he wasn’t

instead, he began caressing her collarbones, while praising their beauty

mc and the patient stared at each other with big eyes, confused as to what to do

“uh.. dr foster, are you okay?”

mc was beginning to get flustered at how close luke was

so she gently placed her hands on his and pushed them off of her

she apologized and told him she had to go, and to call the front desk if he needed anything else

but before she could leave, luke called out to her

he asked her if she’d come to his clinic sometimes

he wanted to get x-ray’s of her collarbones

and as weirded out as mc was, she agreed

SHUICHI

they met while shuichi was staying at the tres spade japan on a business trip

mc had just finished cleaning the third floor

so she stepped on the elevator to make her way to the twentieth floor, where she’d end her shift

shuichi was already inside

she bowed to him, greeting him politely

he simply nodded his head

after pressing her floor button, she stepped back and stood besides shuichi

they rode in silence

until the elevator suddenly came to a harsh stop

mc began freaking out

and shuichi got frustrated

he tried mc calming down in his own way

she got pissed at him

but hey, at least she wasn’t panicking anymore

shuichi clicked the help button and they waited

and waited

after a while, while they sat on the floor, mc apologized to shuichi for the inconvenience

he assured her that it wasn’t her fault

after a brief moment of silence, she asked him why he was staying at the tres spade

and they began talking about work

soon, the conversation turned political

mc was a unsure because of how stiff shuichi was

she thought he was annoyed at her

but he wasn’t

in fact, shuichi was impressed by how educated mc was on the subject

and he loved how casually she spoke about it too

once help finally arrived, he couldn’t help but feel sad that the conversation had to come to an end

he genuinely loved talking to her

she was laid back, but intelligent, a combination he found very attractive

so he asked her she’d be his date that night to his business dinner

and she said yes

HIKARU

they met at work, of course

hikaru was always super friendly towards mc

he’d always help her when he had free time

sometimes he’d buy her food at the cafeteria

or bring her coffee from the local coffee shop

soon, mc began developing a little crush on him

at least, that was until he lured her to into a secluded area at the hotel and threatened her with a knife

turns out, he was going after the wrong person

his target’s wife coincidentally had the same first and last name as mc

hence why hikaru confused them

he apologized

but now that she knew who he really was, he couldn’t just let her go

so he told the manager that they were dating and he wanted mc to move in with him

unfortunately for mc, the manager said yes

and they moved in together

at first, mc was (understandably) afraid of hikaru

but soon, she warmed up to him

in fact, she actually began liking his sassy attitude better than his good guy persona

and there was no denying he was into her too

they played house together

they cooked together, cleaned together, watched shows together, built ikea furniture together

hell, they even argued about which type of cheese to buy at the grocery store

when hikaru had nightmares, they’d cuddle and mc would listen to him talk about his demons all night

hikaru was terrified she’d leave him one day

but she never did

RHION

they met at an antique store

rhion was looking for a new unique trinket to add to his collection

while mc was simply aimlessly wandering around the shop

when their eyes suddenly met

it was love at first sight

however, they were both too shy to come up to each other

so they just creeped on each other until the store closed

when it was time to go home, rhion instantly regretted not talking to her

he was upset, there was his chance to not be alone anymore, yet he blew it

he felt like a coward

but the next day, rhion got a knock at the door

and it was mc!

turns out, he had dropped his id while paying for his things at the antique store

and mc was there to return it

he told her that he’d “found his alice”

and invited her in for some tea

they talked until the early hours of the morning

she spent the night

then the week

then the month

and that’s when rhion realized, she wasn’t leaving

and he didn’t complain one bit

[tickly-tufts]

Gentle Persuasion

I have changed this title so many times.

Anyway, the first Saiouma Phantom Thief AU fic was pretty well-received, so here’s another fic in the same universe! It’s not really a direct sequel so much as another random encounter, so you could read it on its own if you want. With that said, I hope you like it!

Upon entering the interrogation room, Shuichi immediately noticed two things.

First, Kokichi looked exceptionally smug for someone who was tied to a chair. Even with his arms cuffed behind him and his ankles bound to the chair’s legs, he gave off the same confident aura as always. The detective had to admit that it was rather impressive.

Second… the thief had clearly been treated roughly. His hair was even messier than usual, his clothes were wrinkled, and one of his sleeves was torn at the shoulder. More worrying still was the bruising all around his neck, indicating he’d been strangled.

Shuichi frowned as he approached, locking the door behind him. He had come to question Kokichi regarding the whereabouts of a missing jewel. However, when faced with these unforeseen circumstances, the first thing he ended up asking was…

“Who did this to you?”

“Neeheehee… Is Detective Saihara worried about little ol’ me?”

Having long grown accustomed to being on a first-name basis with Kokichi, Shuichi was briefly taken aback at being addressed so formally. However, he quickly understood the thief’s intent.

“You don’t need to pretend we’re strangers or anything. They basically left me alone with you, and the security camera in the corner doesn’t actually work.”

The detective didn’t like the implications of the latter detail, but there was little he could do about it.

“Ah, makes sense. That guy earlier would’ve held back if it’d been recording,” Kokichi commented far too casually. “And before you ask, he looked too average for me to give you a useful description.”

Dammit. What justice was the detective serving if thugs like that were allowed on the force? The marks around the thief’s neck certainly weren’t making him feel better.

Carefully, Shuichi leaned in and brushed his fingers over the ring of bruised skin, only to pull back immediately when Kokichi flinched.

“Sorry! Did that hurt?”

“Jeez, you can’t just touch someone like that without warning!” Kokichi scoffed. “Are all detectives this rude, or is it you?”

Shuichi paused.

It would have been very easy to shrug off the thief’s answer. After all, there was nothing particularly remarkable about his words. His voice, however…

Maybe it was only the detective’s imagination, but he could have sworn he’d heard an unusual tremor when Kokichi spoke. Given how cocky and silver-tongued the thief typically was, it was a surprising thing to observe.

Was it just because he was hurt, or… ?

“Hey, earth to Shuichi! Why are you staring at me? I know I’m roguishly handsome and all, but you’re just being weird now!”

Well, he supposed it was as good a time as ever to test his theory.

Wordlessly, Shuichi reached out to touch Kokichi’s neck again, gently tracing the tender skin with his fingertips.

Almost instantly, Kokichi’s shoulders jerked up in a sharp, reflexive motion. At the same time, something akin to a squeak slipped out of his mouth.

“…Your neck is ticklish,” the detective concluded aloud.

The thief’s eyes widened, confirming his suspicions.

Feeling bold for once, Shuichi turned away to rummage around in his bag, grinning when he finally found what he was looking for.

“Hey, Kokichi, where’s the jewel from last week’s heist? You already know there’s not enough evidence to charge you, but the museum still wants it back.”

“Hmmm? How should I know? Actually, why the hell would I even tell you if I did?”

“Because if you don't… I may just have to persuade you.”

And then Shuichi pulled out a forensic brush.

The brush was black, designed for fingerprint dusting, but most importantly… it was very, very fluffy.

Kokichi paled at the sight of it.

“Nononono! This is cruel and unusual punishment! I’ll sue!” he exclaimed, looking genuinely panicked for once.

Shuichi was very tempted to smirk.

“You could just tell me where the jewel is, Kokichi. There’s no need to be difficult.”

The phantom thief scowled in response, only to lose all semblance of composure when the detective started stroking the brush against his neck. If Kokichi hadn’t been tied so securely to his chair, he surely would have toppled out of it.

“SHIHIHIT! NONONOHOHAHAHA!”

His cuffs jingled loudly as he writhed in place, shaking his head frantically yet unable to avoid Shuichi’s brush. The soft bristles tickled every inch of his vulnerable neck, running up and down the sides, over his pulse, and under his chin. He giggled when the detective moved to tease his collarbones, then squirmed when the brush swept across a bit of his upper back. Mostly though, he laughed. The sound was desperate, high-pitched, and undeniably cute. 

Unfortunately for Kokichi, it also spurred Shuichi on.

“Maybe I’ll actually find some fingerprints if I keep dusting here. Then I could catch whoever left these marks.”

“SH-SHUDAHAHAHAP! THAHAHAT’S NOHOT FUHUNNEHEEHEE!”

“Maybe not, but your blush right now is.”

“YOU’RE MEHEHEHEAN!”

After several more minutes of maddeningly gentle tickle torture, Kokichi finally gave in.

“OKAHAY I’LL TAHAHALK! JUSTAHAHAHAP! P-PLEHEASE!”

Shuichi complied, allowing Kokichi a few moments to catch his breath before raising an eyebrow.

“Well?”

“It's… under the floorboards… in front of the original display case,” the thief confessed tiredly.

“Wait, so you’re telling me the jewel’s been hidden in the same gallery this entire time?" 

The detective could hardly believe it. The truth was so silly, so absurd, so…

"…Just like you,” he mumbled to himself.

“Huh?”

“Nothing. Anyway, I’ll try getting you released sooner rather than later. They’ll probably drop all of this once they find the jewel.”

“Hmmph. That’s the least you could do after tormenting me!” Kokichi summoned the biggest crocodile tears he could muster. “Y-you’re so cruel! My neck’s all b-bruised, and you didn’t even offer to kiss it better or anything!”

The detective considered the blubbering thief’s accusations. He knew Kokichi wasn't being serious, and yet…

“Don’t you have anything to sa-” Kokichi’s words died in his throat the moment Shuichi kissed his neck. 

For a few seconds, all Kokichi could focus on was Shuichi. The scent of Shuichi’s hair near his face, the softness of Shuichi’s lips against his skin, the kindness of Shuichi’s hand holding his chin.

It was over far too quickly. 

“I’ll be back as soon as possible to make sure you’re alright!” Shuichi promised. He sent the thief a reassuring smile, then rushed out the door.

…

Unseen by anyone else, Kokichi’s cheeks flushed even brighter than before. Rather than feeling embarrassment, though, he felt… warmth.

“You’re unbelievable…” he told the empty room.