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[defectivehero]

Hi how are you🤍

I was thinking of a prompt where they’re enemies and whenever person A walks in on person B laughing with their friends or just smiling, they just stop smiling and become stoic and professional and it really irritates person A as they grew fond of hearing their laugh and they’re just confused and annoyed as to why they feel mad over this and they decide to maybe confront person B, maybe they’re in the enemies to reluctant Allies phase idk it’s up to you,

Sorry for the long request, it’s completely fine if you don’t feel like writing it!!!

hope you have a great day<3 and happy new year 🤍

I am absolutely ashamed, embarrassed, and humiliated at the sheer amount of time it took me to complete this. anon, I am so so sorry. I hope this makes up for it? lol.

The detective seems so happy with everyone else. Whenever the thief catches glimpses of them working with their teammates, they’re all pleasant smiles and playful shoves. It’s like they're an entirely different person. The thief isn’t sure why this annoys them so much, but it does. 

The detective, their detective, has a wonderful smile- loathe they are to admit it. The thief isn’t sure how they lived without this knowledge before. Every time they encounter the detective, they try to get them to smile, laugh, do anything other than stare at them with that infuriatingly blank expression. Hell, the thief even tried knock-knock jokes. The only thing that resulted from their sudden attempt at comedy, however, was a painful, awkward silence that permeated the space between the detective and themselves. 

“I don’t understand,” the thief blurts out one day, when they find the words slipping off their tongue. They're leaning against a museum exhibit that should definitely not be leaned against. The detective’s furrowed eyebrows and irritated expression are proof of this. The thief wishes the detective’s happiness was as common as their annoyance.

“Hm?” The detective’s response is several moments late. It seems they’re lost in thought, today. What could they possibly be distracted by? The most distracting thing in existence is standing right before them- the thief themselves! They sigh and push themselves away from the exhibit. They think they hear the detective murmur “Finally,” but they decide to ignore it. 

“You’re so vibrant with everyone else,” the thief explains. It takes all of their effort not to read into that statement and grow flustered at the acknowledgement. “When you’re with me, you’re... flat.”

“Flat,” the detective repeats, raising an eyebrow. The expression on their face is unreadable, yet there’s a small hint of their evident desire to understand just what they’re alluding to. 

“You don’t smile, laugh,” the thief continues, unable to stop the words from falling from their lips. They’re well aware of the likely possibility that they’re digging their own grave here but, even so, they have to know. “I don’t understand it.”

“Well,” the detective remarks with a frown. There's that infamous curious gleam to their eyes and the thief knows they’re interested in this mystery, too. For a long moment, the pair is entirely silent. The thief resists the urge to snag the nearest artifact and run for the hills. “We don’t exactly have time for that.”

“I see,” the thief hums, although they’re not quite sure they see anything. The detective notices their hesitation- as they always do- and lets out a long suffering sigh. 

“More importantly, you need to give up on comedy,” the detective accuses, quickly switching topics. The thief’s eyebrows furrow but they generously allow for the conversation to change pace. “It is absolutely not for you.”

The thief’s eyes widen and they stare at their adversary in disbelief. There’s a slight choking sound for a fraction of a moment. The noise is short and hardly noticeable, but the thief latches onto it. There’s only two people in this room, after all.

“Did you just laugh?” The thief asks, unable to keep the glee from their voice.

“No!” The detective hisses, their fists clenched at their sides. They freeze, as if surprised at themselves for the outburst. It’s endlessly amusing to watch as they shake their head and try to revert back to their uncaring image. 

“You did laugh,” the thief says, a smile growing on their face. For once, it feels as if they have the upper hand. It’s a nice change of pace. 

“You’re so weird,” the detective scoffs, crossing their arms over their chest. The thief is too wrapped up in their own excitement to notice the uncertainty painted all over the detective’s figure- everything from their tense posture to the restless twitch to their hands.

“I thought you knew that already, since you’re the detective in this relationship?” The thief asks, tilting their head to the side to look at their adversary. The detective turns a very interesting shade of pink. 

“Relationship?” The detective sputters. Suddenly, their blank posture is filled with life. They tilt their head to the side in embarrassment. Their hands fiddle with their jacket and they sway on their feet. “What relationship?!”

“Ours,” the thief grins. They’re on a roll; there’s no sense in stopping now. “You know... This one.” They motion between the two of them. The detective looks as if they’re glitching. 

“Gods, stop,” the detective begs, burying their face in their hands. “Just go...  steal whatever you were going to steal. I’ll give you a free pass, just... get away from me.”

“If you say so,” the thief grins wickedly. They swivel around to look at the painting they’ve been eyeing the entire time. It takes them less than minute to run over and unhinge it from the wall. The museum’s alarms blare loudly. “See you next time.” The thief decides to throw in a wink for good measure. The detective’s agitated scream lives on in the thief’s memory for the rest of the day. 

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the thief is a total flirt lol. i kinda love it???

the unresolved romantic tension between me and writing defective/thief pairings.... haaaaah.... (that’s supposed to be a sigh)

guys, these bots are getting to be too much. they’re so ANNOYINGGGG... ik Tumblr is working hard to get rid of them, but... I'm about to take matters into my own hands and murder them all.

also fun fact! i am currently sick. literally threw up this morning, which was not fun at all... sigh. pity me, please. [/j.]

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