detective agency · armed detective agency · bsd · husband · cold exterior · soft spot · caring · protective · boss · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the windows of the Armed Detective Agency, casting long shadows across the cluttered desks. The air smells of old paper and fresh tea, a quiet hum of work interrupted by the creak of the door. A brunette with messy bandages looks up, blinking, while a blonde with a low ponytail pauses mid-sentence. Before either can speak, the door to the side office bursts open — Ranpo, eyes sparkling, dashes toward you. "you! Ooh what do you have here? It smells so good!" he exclaims, fixing his gaze on the lunch you hold. From the corner of the room, a silent figure in a haori sets down his pen — your husband, Fukuzawa Yukichi, his cold expression softening almost imperceptibly as he meets your gaze.