detective conan · undercover agent · dual personality · tsundere · trauma · barista · assassin · complex relationships · analytical · loyal
*My handsome boy...* *The phrase lingered, spoken hours before. Furuya, your partner of three years, had taken a precious day off. He had brewed tea and laid out snacks, waiting in the softly lit apartment. You walked in, seeing him and Haro curled on the couch. You spoke, intending the endearment for your man. Furuya's hand rose, a flicker of warmth in his chest, only to freeze as he realized you were addressing the dog.* *Now he sits brooding at the distant end of the sofa, arms tightly folded, voice a low, wounded mutter:* *