Midnight Meetings

Sorry

He was a moron.

A complete and utter moron.

He shouldn’t have come last time. He should have just left her cold turkey, like he had planned.

Why did he give her the stupid gift?!

She probably tossed it out the window!

‘…and it cost a pretty penny too…’ Kid groaned not for the first time that evening. The heist was long over and he should be long home.

Instead he was outside Nakamouri Aoko’s window.

Again.

Despite being too cowardice to actually apologize in person(especially with how hostile she had been acting of late) he had still done his annual arrival at the Nakamouri residence after each heist.

…just, staying in a tree instead of making contact with the residents.

The first time he’d come back he’d hardly realized he’d done it. It had been a force of habit more than anything else.

He couldn’t go back there after what he did though.

She definitely hated him more than ever(who wouldn’t?) and to be honest… he didn’t think it’d be smart to come back even if she didn’t hate him, in fact that would probably be the worst case scenario.

…but he wanted to see her…

When he met her as Kid it was different than their normal relationship.

He didn’t care to figure out how it was different. He knew when something was unsafe territory and that most certainly seemed to be bad territory to walk unto.

Dangerous, for both of them.

He couldn’t think about that sort of thing. Not with his job description. Not with Aoko hating him.

She was his friend. Nothing else; would never be anything else.

And currently all she was to him was Nakamouri-keibu’s daughter.

Kaitou KID had no other relations with her.

It was inexcusable that he came back.

Still, even if he visited and didn’t show his stupid face, it was better than if he did show his face… or any sign he had arrived.

The Kid let out another sound of frustration, he’d prepared the apology gift shortly after the ‘incident’ but he’d known it’d be stupid to actually give it.

What was wrong with him?!

Maybe it had been the ‘anti-KID’ sign she’d left hanging out her window…

Kid face-palmed, if anything that should have discouraged him from leaving the gift there! What was he thinking?!

He sighed; in any case, there wouldn’t be any slip ups tonight. Tonight he would just sit in the tree like a good boy and wait for her to turn off her lights and go to sleep.

…the stupid anti-KID sign was still hanging outside her window…

He’d swear it was mocking him.

The lights in her room switched off.

Kid sighed again, he should really go home. He shouldn’t be here to begin with. He’d known for a long time that Kid didn’t belong in Aoko’s life.

‘I want to see her…’

What was he thinking?! He had the chance to see her daily! Why should it matter that he didn’t appear in front of her as her arch-nemesis?!

His legs moved before he could stop himself. He landed silently as ever on her sill, the room was completely silent aside from her breathing but all he could really hear was his mental tirade about being crazy.

‘Isn’t it in the job description anyway?’

He shouldn’t be here.

‘Acknowledged.’

He sighed, soundlessly hopping onto the carpet and approaching the sleeping girl.

Why was he here?

‘I owe her an apology.’

He’d already apologized! There was no need to do it twice!

‘I should have done it in person.’

In moments he was kneeling by the bed and his eyes caught sight of it.

Resting on her collarbone without a care in the world was a very familiar necklace. One he’d picked out himself.

Kid couldn’t resist smiling slightly even through his confusion. Eventually he shook his head and decided not to look for any deeper meaning(she probably just thought it’d be a waste to throw it out).

Against his internal wishes one of his gloved hands reached out and brushed a stray strand of hair from her face.

“…sorry.”

Aoko’s eyes opened slightly at the noise, barely registering that it was Kid leaning over her.

“…Kid?”

“Sorry…”

Kaitou KID prided himself in many things, but one that usually stood out above all was his infamous self control.

Which would explain why he was so utterly mortified with himself when he leaned forward and kissed the half asleep girl chastely, cupping her cheek with his hand.

If Aoko wasn’t awake before, she was now.

“Wha—?”

Kid rested his forehead against hers, locking their eyes, “Sorry.”

Aoko could only stare in wonder at the thief, what was going o—

“He isn’t coming.”

“…am I dreaming?”

Kid smiled wryly but made no other movement to prove or disprove her theory.

“…what a nightmare…” Aoko sighed, not quite sure why she felt like smiling so much.

“Mm.” Kid agreed.

Aoko, by now expertly ignoring the flip flops her stomach was doing, smiled slightly with pink cheeks.

“To what do I owe the visit, Yume-san?”

Kid just shook his head with the same wry smile and leaned in, “Sorry.”

Aoko chose not to retort and instead leaned into the kiss.

It was slow, very careful, and impossibly gentle.

Aoko wasn’t sure whether or not to acknowledge that it had the same loving taste the last one had had.

She was hesitant to separate when he pulled back.

“Sorry.”

He retreated before he could do anything else regrettable.

((Ending Notes: x3 I know I say this often, but i love my reviewers and I really wish I had enough time to reply to reviews more often... SOOOO xD I've decided that the first five reviewers for this chappy will be part of a thank you pic for my reviewers! x3 You need to add appearance into the review so that I know how to draw ya in it! 3 Thank you guys for all the encouragement you guys give me! For all my fics, I wouldn't be able to write these so happily without you guys!! -glomps readers-

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