justonetruth | [Halfway between Red and White]

[Hey there, mansion residents! Today there are some... rather curious noises coming from the kitchen, for those inclined to investigate such things (or get themselves some dinner). Low voices, heated arguing, sudden silences -- followed by longer silences, and then more of the arguing. Then a gasp, and a grunt -- it almost, almost sounds like an escalating fight.

Except if you open the door, what you will find is one Kaito Kuroba and Aoko Nakamori -- and while they're probably the most likely ones in the dressing room to be having an escalating fight, that isn't quite what's going on.

On the contrary, Aoko has her back against the counter, Kaito's hand up her shirt, and her hands down the back of his jeans. No clothes are missing, so nothing important is really visible, but it's pretty obvious what's going on, especially given the heated kissing, wandering hands, and not-particularly-subtle groping. There's the beginnings of a lasagna dinner on the counter, but the ingredients have long since been abandoned in favour of the more immediate activities.

Um.

Oops?]

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Unless there's a bigger difference between personality and traits between you and the Kaito I know, you can't boil water, and if you were trying to cook barring that, the kitchen would be a mess. Or if you were a reasonable cook, you wouldn't with Nakamori-chan here. A you like people to do things for you because it means they're paying attention to you and you crave attention, you'd whine at her to make something for you and probably flatter her to kingdom come. Which might have led to the make out session, but that would be before she started cooking.

If you were an amazing chef, you wouldn't stop in the middle because you're not the type of guy to just stop in the middle of something as it might affect the end result.

[It was easier to just bicker at Kaito. Started lecturing Aoko and that jealousy he's still fighting down might show and there was an awkward conversation he did not want to have with either of the two.]

[...wow. Kudo-kun really is impressive, even moreso than Hakuba. Or so Aoko would be thinking, if she wasn't so focused on trying to alleviate some of her embarrassment via picking on her fiancé]

It was your fault, so of course everyone blames you. [matter-of-factly] I should ask Kudo-kun to help me keep you out of the kitchen.

[... okay, now he's just kinda staring at Kudo, and he definitely looks more annoyed than embarrassed now. Which is good, because that means his blush is almost gone.

He has a witty retort for the detective prepared when Aoko speaks, and his annoyance transfers form Kudo to her]

It wasn't just my fault, I didn't do anything!

[why does everyone always blame hiiiiiiiim?]

[At least he's not staring at you Aoko?

Though your comment gets an...interesting reaction. Because with his own Kaito injured, there were plenty of rather...questionable jokes about keeping him entertained while he was keeping him from pushing himself. And with the situation as it was in the kitchen, his mind went straight to the gutter.

Which got him turning bright red, choking on what he'd been about to say. He coughed.]

...you're a pervert Kaito...san. [So weird to use the honorific.] It's only natural to blame you.

[And now that he's watching Kudo, taking note of his own blush and the forced way he uses honorifics, he realizes something is really... off.

He frowns]

I'm not a pervert. [except he doesn't deny this as heatedly as he normally does since he's too busy trying to focus on exactly what is wrong with Kudo]

I think the fact you had your hand up Nakamori-chan's shirt speaks for itself. [Might note he sounds just a tad...annoyed at saying it. And he's far more tense than any Shinichi had any right to be, and yet speak so calmly. And if Kaito really is watching closely, it'd probably be obvious that Shinichi is trying to pull off his own poker face about what he's feeling.]

[By this point Aoko is noticing it too]

Is something wrong, Kudo-kun?

[No comment to that, though normally it'd stir up a few heated protests from Kaito. He continues to watch Shinichi, gauging his reactions and drawing his own conclusions about the situation at hand]

[Oh crap. They were both looking at him now. He keeps trying to look composed. Not like he was sulky or annoyed.

He wasn't...doing the best job. It wasn't like it was WRITTEN on his face, but it wasn't exactly all wiped away either.]

I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?

I don't know, but you're acting weird.

[weirder than would be warranted by having walked in on them doing that. She thinks]

[Halfway between Red and White]

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