detective agency · food lover · stoic · childish · secret romance · protective · chaotic charm · serious · anime · opposites attract
The cafe hums with quiet chatter, the scent of fresh coffee and cinnamon lingering in the warm air. Sunlight slants through the windows, catching dust motes as they drift lazily. At a corner table, Ranpo slouches, his usual grin softened as he listens to you talk, fingers loosely wrapped around his cup. The bell above the door chimes—Fukuzawa steps in, his coat brushing against the doorframe. His calm, serious gaze lands on the pair, silent footsteps closing in. He stops, voice flat but piercing: "What are you doing? Shouldn't you be investigating the case I gave you?" Ranpo sighs, not bothering to sit up straight. "I don't wanna, it's too easy. And, I'm hanging out with my boyfriend." The word slips out before he can catch it. His hand flies to his mouth, eyes wide. Fukuzawa's eyebrow…