𝕊𝕒𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕒 𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤🚀🛸🔦🔎

𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟

Woah, I'm back-

Yeah, sorry for not publishing anything for this book, or any book of mine for a long while.

I've been dealing with some family issues and stressing over the large amounts of books I have here that only have one or two chapters, which makes me consider deleting them. Overall it's been hard for me to focus on one specific book which caused me to not think of any ideas for this book.

Again I'm sorry but I'll try to publish more frequently from now on.

Third person POV
⚠️ Angst warning ⚠️

A simple kiss, that's all kaito wanted. A quick sample of how perfectly and neat shuichi's lips connected with his. The luminary never meant to trigger a panic attack. Again.

One second they're both leaning in and the next shuichi is seen collapsed on the floor, his knees together and his trembling hands groping and tugging at his hair.

Kaito desperately tried as gently as possible to get shuichi off the carpeted floor and carefully got him to release his poor hair.

Shuichi felt bad for kaito, immensely. He felt bad that whenever the taller tried to be affectionate towards the detective, crushing and despairing memories of Kaede and her execution flooded his mind and caused him to break out crying.

It's been about three weeks since Kaede's death, almost a month now, and shuichi can't help but feel the same heart dropping, deafening and blinding as the agonizing scenario replayed in his corrupt mind.

He wish to hug and return Kaito's affections without feeling kaede's presence mocking him.

Shuichi always found kaito to be the most sympathetic and caring at these times, despite his abrasive nature. That didn't stop shuichi from feeling bad about making kaito go through his sudden episodes.

Kaito held shuichi tightly in his arms, running his hand through shuichi's poorly handled, navy hair. The detectives tears subsided as he became somewhat tired.

Kaito is used to this, and quite frankly, doesn't mind having to take care of shuichi like this. He's quick to realize how poorly shuichi thinks of himself, and this could also be considered his apology for harming shuichi after kaede's execution.

Even if kaito can't kiss or hug shuichi most of the time without him having any episodes, he's more than fine with simply comforting the detective.

A sigh escaped from kaito unexpectedly. Not a sigh of exhaustion or annoyance, rather a sigh of relief, one that caused butterflies to rise in shuichi's stomach and made his chin to exhaustedly rise from the luminary's shoulder and press a soft kiss on the others cheek, or rather just slightly above his jawline.

Not exactly what kaito expected. Usually the exhaustion and constant migraine would get to shuichi and cause him to get knocked out in seconds.

He was still happy to get a kiss nonetheless.