How the fuck did’ya find me?” Kaito asks, taking the cigarette from his lips and letting his hand hang, limply, “Your not beating the creep allegations, Saihara” Shuichi stutters, feeling his face go hot as Kaito grumbles at him, “‘m not a creep, I just… followed your scent,” as he says this, Shuichi realizes how creepy he does sound.
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