#before i started writing this i read a very angsty Shinran fic

[gisachi]

#42 for the shinran kissing prompts maybe? (thank you for the nice tags on my art btw 😉💜)

Thanks for this request! 💞 Ahh, what can I say, your doodles are so funny and so lovely to look at!! I’ve never had the proper chance to thank you for your tags on my posts too so I’ll take this opportunity. It makes me really happy that you like what I write ;;_;; So I remembered reading one of your tags saying that you like Domestic!ShinRan so I’mma give that to you rn. I really hope you like this! 🤗

42. Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead. (1,551 words)

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9:00 PM.

It’s automatic, whenever the grandfather clock strikes 9:00 PM. Seconds after the last chime of the bell, he’ll hear the library door open, footsteps lightly approach him, then hundreds of pecks will wordlessly land on his cheek in the midst of his paperwork, disrupting the mind palace he’s put up for hours.

It did surprise him the first time, giving his wife a weirded out ‘What’s with you?’ look, but it doesn’t take a while for Pavlov to prove his theory to him when for the next four or five times, he begins to grow accustomed to this flow of events. He doesn’t even have to look at the clock; he just knows that once the library door clicks, it’s 9 o’clock, and he’s bound to ready his cheeks for the array of kisses that’ll shortly follow.

Though his mind has already been conditioned to this, Shinichi’s yet to admit that that is the most favorite thing he wants from his wife to do. After all, anyone who knows him knows that he must not be disturbed in the middle of his deductions. Well, they can, but at the expense of being ignored, or avoided, or humiliated for feeling like they’re talking to a brick wall.

Thus it has been a universal rule that a working Shinichi is an absolutely-cannot-be-disturbed Shinichi. And his wife knows this for sure.

Yet why? For what purpose is she doing this, persistently giving him something he never asked for? Something she isn’t even sure he wants, or needs?

Tonight is rather a busy night for him. He doesn’t usually bring home extra paperwork from the Department, but this present case - a child kidnapping case - calls for urgency. Since 5 PM, he hasn’t left the Kudo library and has even missed dinner. But hunger is nothing compared to the need for the case to be resolved as soon as possible. Time is the enemy. So for almost three hours, he reads, he closes his eyes, he writes, he thinks. On repeat.

“Yes, Megure-keibu. Yes. Among the suspects only the child’s aunt living in Minato ward can possibly do this. Said she’s never been in touch with the kid for years and- Yes. And yet she knows her routine after school. She’s been spying on her. Right. Please send the Team right away to her house. Be on guard. It’s possible there’s someone with her with a weapon. Mm. Let me know once the suspect is restrained.”

He paces back and forth the library, grave and relentless worry evident in his face. He waits, and waits, and waits. Forty minutes of frantic silence and tension, hunger and thirst unnoticed. For forty minutes his world zeroes in on just him and this case, not in the least mindful of his environment, of any sound other than his nervous heart and seeing nothing other than the flash of memories from back when he - and she - was young.

Finally, the awaited call arrives.

“Shinichi-kun, the culprit has been apprehended. Good job. We’ll hear more details on this tomorrow. You may now retire for the night.”

Thank goodness.

Slumping into his chair, he heaves a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Megure-keibu.”

He checks his phone clock. 8:58 PM. Wow, it took almost four hours. He doesn’t even realize. Oh, the effect of child kidnapping cases on him.

He stays in his chair, unmoving. That’s when it hits. The fatigue. The hunger. Minor unfinished paperwork still lays on his desk but he figures he needs a little breather.

For once he actually seeks for rest.

Ran.

8:59 PM.

How convenient. Now he just has to wait for one more minute. Then the grandfather clock will chime and the door will click and this time, he’s ready to welcome whatever intrusion there’ll be, as long as it’s from her.

Ran.

He closes his eyes, chuckles breathily. Hah.

For the first time, is he really actively waiting for her to come?

He waits, and waits, and waits.

Any time now.

Aaaany time.

9:01 PM.

9:10 PM. 9:15 PM.

9:20 PM.

Maybe it’s the tiredness acting up, and he’s not supposed to be cranky because he has just solved a kidnapping case, but right now, he cannot stop his brows from furrowing and his lips from curving upside down.

Where the hell is she?

Releasing an impatient groan, he decides to just continue with the minor paperwork. Maybe she’s already asleep; doesn’t wait for him anymore since he sure is taking his time with this. He mechanically grabs his pen, flips some pages over, and stares blankly at words.

Man... he’s pretty bummed.

“Done with the case?”

He jerks from his seat, heart leaping a little. Trying to keep a straight expression, he slowly turns to the door, and there she is. The woman he’s secretly waiting for.

Ran.

Shinichi watches her walk his direction before finally realizing how much he’s been staring, and then returns his attention to his paperwork.

“...Late.” He mumbles, so low she barely hears it.

She stops, quirks an eyebrow. “Oh. Were you waiting for me?”

“Wh— N-no. Not at all.”

How childish he might’ve sounded just now.

Trying to push past her teasing stare, he pretends to go over the piles of paper in front of him one by one.

But Ran knows her husband too well. She approaches his desk, and, after a faint giggle, gives a light peck on his visibly flustered cheeks.

“I tucked Sakura and Shinji to bed,” she says, giving an answer to his unspoken question. “Took me quite a while this time.”

He tilts his head, half-facing her. “And? Are they asleep now?”

“Yes.”

“Mm.”

She leans in for another peck and Shinichi instinctively offers his cheek, closing his eyes. Feeling her subtle smile against his skin, he cannot help but smile, too, as she gives him three more. Ran stands straight and sighs.

“You skipped dinner, Shinichi. I’ll heat up your food, okay?” She steps away, only to be abruptly stopped by a stubborn tug of his hand on her wrist.

“Ran, that’s...not enough.”

Swiveling his chair to face her, he opens his arms, catching Ran dumbfounded from where she stands. Then, without any word, she retraces her steps, slowly, until she’s standing between his legs, and his arms wrap around her waist.

“I was.”

“Was what?”

“Waiting.”

Cheeks dusting with red, Shinichi holds her gaze as she stares him down his seat; her eyes wide at the unexpected declaration before narrowing into slits.

“Mmm, really? M’not bothering you with your work?” She nudges her head to his desk.

“Nope.”

“But that’s not what I was getting before.”

“Hmm?”

“You've never reciprocated my kisses then,” she puffs her cheeks.

“Well…”

"You didn’t even notice I checked up on you before 9 o’clock. You were too engrossed with the case, spanning the room back and forth like a madman.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, so I figured it’s probably better not to disturb you until you’re done with it...don’t wanna risk being yelled at.”

“I’m not-“

“Oh, Shinichi. I understand, you don’t want any disturbance when solving cases, not even from your wife—“

He cuts her off with a kiss on the lips, dissolving Ran’s further complaints in his mouth.

“That’s not true,” he declares, then kisses her again, chastely. “Keep on doing that, okay? ‘Disturbing’ me or whatever...Even if I look serious,” another kiss. “Or annoyed.” Kiss. “Or cannot be bothered.” Long kiss. “Just...don’t stop doing that.”

He pauses for a good minute, admiring how she looks with her brows still wrinkled but face and ears now more crimson than his.

Ah. Yes— Now it’s clear.

What a shame for not having realized this sooner.

Breaking off his loving gaze, Ran pinches his cheeks, pulling them like dough. “Who says anything about stopping? Who’s gonna tuck you to bed when that happens?”

“Oh okay,” he chuckles, “so you’re really doing this whole thing to annoy me, huh?”

“Of course. Is there any other reason?”

He kisses her again, smiles fondly against her lips. “Because you love me?”

She returns the kiss, reciprocates the smile he doesn’t even bother hiding. “Now you’re being cocky.”

Hands intertwined, foreheads together, eyes closed, soft giggles lingering, husband and wife drown in each other’s comfort, forgetting about the time and hunger and everything else, his long day ending with her, at last. No one can take away this moment from them this time. Not even the minor unfinished paperwork.

Yes. This woman. His wife. Ran.

The only distraction he’ll ever want, and ever need.

“Aren’t you going to ask me what the case was all about?” He speaks softly, a little above a whisper.

“What is it?”

“Child kidnapping case.”

“Oh no,” Ran separates from him, expression visibly concerned, “and you’ve solved it?”

“Yes. The TMPD already apprehended the culprit.”

“That’s a relief,” she returns her forehead to his. “Though Shinichi, honestly I’ve never seen you so invested in a case before.”

“Yeah. It hits close to home.”

“What do you mean?”

Silence, then he takes a deep breath.

“Did you know that you were almost kidnapped when we were in Kindergarten?”

“I was almost...what?!”

“Let’s save that bedtime story for later. Dinner first?”

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[shsl-box-worshipper]

Secret Santa is BACK

*coughcough* My apologies for being such a disaster with my messages.

It is absolutely ok that you prefer not to give me any topic! That's room for imagination 👍

And OH. I am a lover of angst and fluff too. I love reading things that torn my insides apart lol. So don't worry, nobody's scared here (maybe just my elves, I've got them working 24/7 at this point) 😝

I already have something half cooked for you! Dreamy colors and all. Sounds good?

I'm curious however, what do you like about ShinRan's relationship? 🧐

Hi! Don't worry about being a disaster when it comes to the messaging. I perfectly understand where your coming from (especially since my midterms are like only a couple weeks after Christmas Break). AND FUCK YEAH!!! I honestly love both so much, even though I mainly write Angsty fics. I especially love it when Angst and Fluff is used in the same fic like for example, in one paragraph, some dude's hanging with his friends after recovering from an attempted murder. Next thing you know, WHAM! He's turned into some horror and his friends don't even know as they panic (totally not referencing the planning for one of my fics there. NOPE!)

And awwww, I wanted to be horrifying for just a little while, but oh well (Can I steal your elves FYI? I need to eat SOMETHING in order to get all of the energy for my fics)

And fuck yeah! I honestly don't mind dreamy and trippy colors and the like (also you're implying that you're making fanart which is making me very happy rn). I just REALLY love art in general (and Shinran, which is making foam at the mouth rn because I love the ship way too much).

Speaking of Shinran, you wanna hear my opinions about it?

Well, for one, I really like how Ran and Shinichi are set up. Even though Gosho stuck with the Childhood Friends Trope when writing their romance, I honestly love the trope when it's well-executed. And it's done pretty decently here. Outside of the heavy graphic mutual pining, you honestly get a sense of how well they jive at being best friends. Which is honestly the step I wish some ships took to make their ships more realistic because it's so crucial for the characters to understand how well they could survive around each other NORMALLY as just friends. Because there are some ships that jump straight into shipping the characters straight from a really complex hateful, but completely canon and realistic rivalry/enemy-ship to an ooc or completely toxic romance (*LOOKS DIRECTLY AT KOMAHINA CUZ THAT'S THE EXACT REASON WHY I HATE THAT SHIP!*)

And once things start rolling the ball with the whole APTX shrinking, Ran gets really worried about Shinichi. So much so that she starts trying to figure out what happened to him, only to end in a suspicion arc that ends with Conan concealing his identity once again. Which I honestly love. Cuz usually these arcs are so angsty and painful at the same time, because you can see the pain Shinichi's Cone-ification has inflicted on both sides of the relationship, but at the same time, you know Conan can't reveal himself.

However, once the antidote comes into play, things start finally rolling for the relationship, and it's honestly one of my favorite parts about Shinran. Sure, IRL, it takes like a couple years before they move to the next milestone, but in Canon, it's only been a few months. Which is really fast considering how slow relationships develop normally, ESPECIALLY IN JAPAN! However, it isn't going so fast that it's completely out of the realm of possibility. Plus, the urgency fits with how Shinichi can be only around so much before he turns back into Conan, and the fact that Ran is completely clueless when it comes to his black org fight (I honestly have the theory that at this point, Ran's been thoroughly convinced Shinichi's Conan, and is just waiting for him to tell her WTF HAPPENED THAT NIGHT?!).

And that's not even counting the non-canonical headcanons and theories I have on Shinran's relationship. Both have really crappy parents and they generally gravitate towards each other due to how much they helped one another during their initial parental torments. AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MY MENTAL HEALTH HEADCANONS!!! Cuz this ask will probably be three times as long with them. Anyway, I hope you like my Shinran two cents. It's crappy, I know, but there's so much about the ship I like that it's hard for me to put it all in an ask-answer.