Fluff :3
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Ranpo did what he was doing best: absolutely nothing.
He was doing absolutely nothing next to the fridge. He didnt know why exactly he was next to the fridge, but his energy was too low to get up. He hugged his knees, that were pulled up to his chest. He really wanted to sleep but at the same time he wanted to stay awake and be productive- or at least eat some candy.
Thats what great detectives do! Probably... he thought to himself and sighed. He thought about getting up and eating something, but he didnt move an inch. He felt sick and even a little bit dizzy... Suddenly there was a knock at the door. It was a soft, almost shy knock and if it wouldnt be so quiet in Ranpos house, he wouldn't have heard it. It was probably Poe. Maybe he wrote another book? How does this guy write books so fast? Ranpo buried his head in his arms. If it really was the brown haired author, he knew where he hid is key.
Ranpo wasnt surprised when he heard a 'click' coming from the door.
"Uhm.... Ranpo? Its me, Poe... Are you in there? " Poe asked, peeking into the house. Well, it was more of an apartment than a house. "I'm heeeeere." Ranpo mumbled, burying his head even more in his arms. He felt even more sick. At least the fridge cooled him down a little bit.. He heard Poes footsteps coming closer. "O-oh. Hi... What are you doing on the floor?" the soft voice asked. Poe looked down at him, a bit confused. He hoped that Ranpo just had a fever or a cold. Poe managed a small smile. His presence was always something Ranpo liked to have around. It was relaxing and calming, even though Poe himself never really acted calm. Ranpo lifted his head up, to see the him. His bangs almost covered both of his eyes as always. He wore surprisingly relaxed clothes and his raccoon, Carl, was missing. Wait no, he sat next to Ranpo, looking at the black-haired man with pitch-black eyes. Poe wore simple brown pants with a lazy black pullover. He looked great in- Ranpo immediately stopped his thoughts.
"Im.... Solving an extremely hard Case... " the detective answered with a tired expression. Not even Poe fell for that. The tall man was easily confused, but he wasnt stupid. "Aaand what are you doing here?" Ranpo questioned, studying Poes face. It was pale and soft, you could read every expression from the man's face. Ranpo noticed that his- that Poe looked worried. Was he worried about him? Noo. Why would he? It was an ordinary day right? Nothing to worry about!
"W-well... The whole agency was worried about you, so I came to check if you're okay... And honestly, you look sick.. " Poe answered his question, kneeling down im front of him. He rested his hand on top of Ranpo's head und patted him softly.
Ranpo couldn't help but blush. Now that Poe was closer, he could see his eyes. They were gray with a slight hint of purple. Poes eyes weren't special at all, but to Ranpo, they were absolutely stunning.
Poe moved his hand to Ranpos forehead. He really had a fever...
"Uhm... If you dont mind of course, I could cook something while you take a shower? I'm sure it will help you cool off... " Poe asked carefully, smiling, not to provoke any negative feelings. Ranpo was actually glad that Poe was here. He may acted like he didnt care about the other man's feelings, but in reality, he cared about him alot. Probably more than he actually should. Poe cared a lot. Always. He always advised Ranpo to eat more healthy, or put on some warmer clothes. And if Ranpo didn't listen, Poe would always give him that look. The I-know-better-than-you-so-please-listen-to-me look. After that look, Ranpo often did what Poe adviced. Just to make Poe feel better and take care of himself, of course!
"Yeah...." was the word that escaped Ranpos mouth. He smiled at the taller man. He couldn't say no to Poe (that rhymed-) after all...
After helping Ranpo up, Poe made his way to the kitchen. Ranpo knew that Poe was a great cook. The great detective himself could only cook noodles and pancakes. Sometimes he even managed to chop some vegetables, even though he still preferred candy. Even Ranpo himself found his cooking skills a little bit depressing, but he was too lazy to learn something new.
After Ranpo took a shower, he hopped into a sweater and some boxers and slowly made his way to the kitchen. He felt a little bit better, the dizziness was gone. And it smelled great! Like curry or something with rice. Halfway to the kitchen Carl sat on the floor and ate..... an onion? Ranpo softly hushed the raccoon away and picked up the half eaten onion. He was pretty sure raccoons weren't supposed to eat onions.
"You lost something... " Ranpo informed Poe, placing the Onion on the kitchen counter. Poe, who was facing a pan with some vegetables and meat in it, turned around. "Oh. Thanks Ranpo!" Poe smiled, happy to see that the detective finally showered. "Can you get the plates?" he asked the smaller one...
~TimeSkip because I CANT WRITE~
Finally. The world bowed down to him. Everything he desired has become his own! The pain, the agony, it was gone... He finally..
won at Monopoly. Ranpo proudly ate another fork full of rice and curry. Poe sighed defeated. There wasn't one game he won against Ranpo. Both of them had been playing Uno and Monopoly during the evening, while eating some curry. Poe noticed that Ranpos motivation had gotten better, he still looked pretty tired though. Maby he could... No. Poe stared at Ranpo, who was now trying to pack up the whole game. His green eyes seemed to light up the whole room. He looked absolutely adorable. Poe was well aware of his feelings for the small detective, but he couldn't imagine someone like Ranpo falling for him. He just hoped that Ranpo wouldn't notice or at least let him down slowly...
Ranpo knew exactly what Poe felt for him. He was actually planning on confessing to him but not in this state. First of all, this wasnt romantic at all and second, he was too lazy. Ranpo knew that the reasons were pretty sad compared to Poes... But cuddling with him wouldnt be seen as a confession, right? I mean, friends could cuddle.... right? Ranpo thought to himself, looking up to Poe. The eyes of the two met and both immediately looked the other way, a slight blush appearing on both of their cheeks.
After they cleaned everything up, they decided to watch a movie. Simply because Poe didnt want to continue loosing to Ranpo and Ranpo was tired anyway.
Ranpo chose one of his million mystery movies while Poe was making some hot chocolate. It wasnt a challenge to find things in Ranpos house. He had more pillows than he had actual kitchen utensils, but it was enough to cook something nice.
When Poe returned with a cup of hot chocolate in his left hand, Ranpo already sat on the small sofa, looking up to him with tired eyes. He didnt so look sick anymore but he wasnt fully fit either. Maybe his fever cooled down a little? Poe gave Ranpo the hot chocolate, sat down next to him and gently pressed his hand against the smaller ones forehead. Ranpo closed his eyes and leaned into his touch. It seemed to have a relaxing impact on him. Poe couldn't help but smile. Ranpo immediately gave him a challenging gaze and turned to the TV, taking a big sip from the hot chocolate. Poe came over often, to watch or read some crime movies with Ranpo, but this was the first time that the black haired man didnt comment every single movement. It was a strange experience. They were a half hour in the movie, when poe felt something fall against his arm. It was Ranpo. With tired eyes glues to the tv he leaned against Poe. Carl on the other hand, snuggled himself into his lap. Poe felt like his privacy got invaded just a liiittle bit. He sighed and didn't move an inch. As long as Ranpo was comfortable he was fine with it.
"Poeeee~ Its cold." Ranpo complained and sat up. "Dont you have a blanket?" Poe asked shooing his raccoon away. "Yes, but im too lazy to get iiiitttt..." Ranpo looked at Poe with hopeful eyes. "Alright then... Where is it?" He sighed and got up. "Yay~ Its in the drawer in my room!" Ranpo said as cheerful as his tiredness allowed him to be.
While Poe got the blanket, Ranpo finished the hot chocolate and watched Carl playing with the half eaten onion again. Poe returned with the biggest and warmest blanket he had found and sat next to Ranpo again. "Here." he said and gave him the blanket with an adoring smile on his lips. Ranpo took the blanket and stared at Poe. Poe ignored it and let the movie play again. "W-what is it?" Poe asked, looking away, after Ranpo stared at him for solid 5 minutes. "Nothing!" the smaller one said and tackled him into a hug. He literally threw himself at Poe. The position they were in now made Poe extremely uncomfortable. Every part of his body, except his legs was laying on the couch, with Ranpo on top of him. "I- Appreciate the hug- But- My legs are dying, Ranpo..." he mumbled embarrassed and looked up at the ceiling, not wanting Ranpo to see his blushing face. No answer. Was he dead? Did he fall asleep? Poe had the courage to look down..... And almost died: Ranpo hid his extremely red face in Poes chest, holding on to Poes shirt tightly.
Ranpo himself never thought he would be so embarrassed by such a simple movement. He just hoped Poe didnt mind... Ranpo didnt plan this, he actually just wanted to hug Poe for a moment, but for some reason he didnt let go of the taller ones shirt. Maybe it really was time to confess, he was too obvious... Suddenly, Ranpo felt some movement and in the next moment, Poe was fully laying on his couch, pulling the blanket over both of them and hugging the smaller one tight. "Hah! I knew it!" Ranpo mumbled, wanting to sound confident but his blushing face told the opposite. He had always enjoyed Poes touch and hugs... After some moments and shooting noises coming from the TV, Ranpo gained the confidence too look up... And looked right into Poes eyes. The other probably didnt expect this and wanted to turn his head, but Ranpo cupped Poes cheeks with his hands and made him look back to Ranpo. "W-what are you..." Poe wanted to say something but changed his mind mid-sentence. "You.... No. Well, I- No." Ranpo struggled to find the right words. "Since you're not confident enough, I-"
"Like... You...?" Poe ended Ranpos sentence slowly and insecure. "Y-yeah..." Ranpo mumbled, letting go of Poes cheeks. Neither of them had expected this evening to become like this but Poes heart was a ton lighter than before. That meant that he liked him back, right? Both thought the exactly same thing. "Huh. Well that was easy! Anyway, I am tired and I want to sleep-" Ranpo quickly brushed the emotions off.
"But-"
"So if you dont mind-"
"Ranpo, please-"
"Im gonna use you as a pillow!"
"Thats not what I meant-"
"Dont worry, im not heavy!"
"No! Of course not, but-"
"Yes, amazing! Have a good night!"
"...." Poe sighed and gave up. Ranpo used the moment, quickly laid his head down onto Poes chest and close his eyes to fake sleep. Poe knew exactly how stubborn and determined Ranpo was, but he could also feel the calm and loving cuddles that came from him right now. Maybe they could talk tomorrow? Poe gently stroke Ranpos hair and noticed every movement in the smaller one's face. It was beautiful. His soft lips, his pale skin and his absolutely gorgeous eyes.... They were the most beautiful thing about Ranpo. So green and full of energy. Ranpos breathing got calmer and after a minute or two, he actually seemed to fall asleep. Good... He would get some rest. Hopefully his fever would be gone by tomorrow. In his sleep, Ranpo shuddered. Was he cold? Poe pulled the smaller one closer and looked around for the remote control. It was on the floor, next to Carl and the completely destroyed onion. Poe thanked god for giving him long arms and picked the remote control up. He quickly turned the TV off and put the remote control onto the small coffee table. He wrapped his own arms around Ranpos waist and back. Ranpo almost melted into Poes touch, having completely calmed down. What Poe didnt knew is that Ranpo was wide awake the whole time, but this time he felt so comfortable he actually started to fall asleep in the taller man's arms. It was perfect: Even though it was completely dark and cold outside, in Poes arms everything was alright. It was warm, he felt loved and nobody could disturb them now..
And now, both of the two detectives slowly drifted to sleep, holding each other as close as possible.
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Heyyy~ Thanks for reading this story! I finally finished it! If this story gets some attention and many people like it, I would looove to write more oneshots^^ (If you see any mistakes, feel free to correct me^^) I hope you enjoyed it! Have a nice Day/Night~