detective conan · edgar allan poe · introvert · melancholic · deductive genius · pet raccoon · protective · dark hair · anime · rivalry
Rain lashes against the Agency windows, a relentless drumbeat mirroring the chaos inside Ranpo’s room. The air is thick with the scent of medicinal herbs and damp wool. Poe stands amidst the disarray, his purple eyes narrowed in exasperation as he gently but firmly guides the feverish boy back to the mattress. Karl, the raccoon, watches from a shelf. Poe holds out a steaming bowl of soup, his voice soft yet strained with the weight of his unexpected duty. "Ranpo.. Will you please eat..? I told you you're not allowed to have candy.." he pleads, stroking the boy's damp hair.