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Randomly got some inspiration for a new one shot les goooooo

Fluff

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If people knew the kind of things you wrote in your little journal, they would describe you as the most talented poet ever. That's not true, but most would think it is.

You always kept a small journal in hand, it was filled with many many poems all handwritten and thought up by you. Most of them were filled with things about the man you had a crush on. That person being Ranpo. It seemed like a simple notebook, though some pages were torn and some pages held sticky notes in them. Many asked what the book contained inside, but you always replied with "Nothing special."

And most left it at that. Except for one particularly curious person.

That person being Ranpo.

He usually stuck around you, for reasons unknown to you. Usually he asked you to go to jobs with him so he can show you what an amazing detective he is. (You already knew how good he was, after the numerous times he had showed you, but he loves the occasional praise from you). You almost always accepted, and only declined when you were very busy yourself. No one else in the ADA minded. But they always noticed the way he looked at you when asking you to go with him. The sparkle in his eye was there every time.

Every time you guys went to someplace together, you were never seen without your journal in hand. Sometimes you would look out into the distance and begin writing in your journal. Ranpo always thought you were taking notes on the scenery. But then again, he also saw you look at him first before scribbling something. So maybe he was wrong.

It was the weekend and you and Ranpo decided to spend it with each other. You two were currently in a coffee shop, waiting on your orders. You sat in front of a small table that  was next to a large window. He was wearing his usual attire while you were wearing some jeans and a sweatshirt.

Your journal was in front of you with a pen on top of it. You looked out the window at all the bustling cars and tall buildings, while Ranpo was staring at you. Not in a creepy way, more in a way of admiration.

He loved to observe you. The way you act, the way you talk, what you wear, your habits, etc. While staring at you, he noticed small bags under your eyes. Did you not sleep very well?

Perhaps the reason he did so was because he couldn't help falling for you.

But you were pretty clueless to this. (Typical Y/N)

He looked down at his hands seconds before you tore your eyes away from the window to look at him and smiled.

"You are awfully quite today Ranpo."

He looked up at you and shrugged. "Aren't I usually this quiet? Yes, I thought I was..."

You chuckled while shaking your head. A small smile was shown upon his face when you laughed.

Soon your orders had been called and Ranpo went up in line to get them. You looked at him and the way he stood, his eyes closed.

Soon you got some inspiration.

I saw him standing there
As beautiful as can be
And there I sit and stare
And saw how beautiful he was, oh if I was he.

The someone I treasure very deeply
The eyes into his emerald eyes I stare
And I soon get very sleepy
If only he knew how much for him I care

By the time you finished writing down your poem, Ranpo plopped down into his seat and set your food and drink on the table. You quickly closed your notebook, which earned a small look from him.

"Watcha got in there, (Y/N)?" He pointed to the notebook.

You looked down at it and shrugged. "Nothing much." You were never short or forgetting if your usual reply. It earned an annoyed grunt from him but he ignored and and dug into his food.

He got a 3 cake pops and a sugary drink. You got a small pumpkin bread and a hot coffee.

"It's 9:00 am. Why are you already having so much sugar?" You ask him.

He gave you a smile. "This is me we are talking about. It is never too early for sugar!"

You sighed with a smile.

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Most of the day you guys just walked around and looked at various stores that piqued your interests.

A bit of the walk into a store, he saw a very large candy section.

And I mean a very large candy section.

He grabbed your arm and literally yanked you halfway across the store just to get to the candy isle.

"Ranpo what are you- AH"

He pulled you along which gave you a bit of weird stares until you reached where his destination was. "No. Ranpo. I already bought you your breakfast because you forgot your wallet at your house. I am not about to buy $200 worth of cand-"

"Thank you so much (Y/N)!" Ranpo side hugged you while holding 6 bags in his arms.

You grumbled a 'you're welcome' while adjusting the 8 bangs that you carried on both arms. "Never. Again." You said aloud, which earned a mischievous smile from Ranpo.

You two got 2 feet away from the store before he started complaining.

"(Y/NNNN) my arms are tireeeeddd."

You rolled your eyes. "You are such a big baby. My house is a 5 minute walk from here. We can go there if you can manage to carry those bags to my house."

He started whining like a child. You turned away from him and started walking away from him. "Fine. Don't come. But you will be here all alone with those bags that you have to carry while walking alllll the way back to your house. Which I don't think is a very short walk, if I'm not mistaken."

You heard him go quiet immediately, followed by the sound of footsteps catching up to you. And soon, Ranpo was back at your side again and acting all cheery.

After a few minutes you two arrived. Your house was pretty small, not that there's any need for a big one because you live alone.

You opened the door and went inside while Ranpo followed. He went into your living room and started opening the bags of candy and nearly shoving them down his throat.

"Slow down. I don't want to drive you to the hospital be sure you have a shit ton of candy stuck in you throat."

He just looked at you and shrugged.

This man-

You set the rest of the bags that you carried down as well as your journal. Ranpo gave it the smallest glance without you noticing.

"Look, it's nearly dinner time. So, I am going to cook you and me a meal. That means no candy." You took the candy he was about to eat away from him, earning a pout and a glare. He crossed his arms and faces away from you.

Such a child.

You walked into the kitchen to make a small meal. Possibly scrambled eggs or something easy to make, considering your cooking skills were not very great.

You started getting the materials out to make scrambled eggs and turned on the stove.

"(Y/NNNNN). I'm boorrreeeddddd." You heard Ranpo say from the living room.

You rolled your eyes. "I have puzzles under the table or you can watch something on the TV. Up to you."

Ranpo decided to pick... both. Of course he managed to put the 1,000 piece puzzle together in less than 5 minutes. So when you were done making the scrambled eggs and brought them out to the living room, you just saw Ranpo sitting there with his eyes to the TV and a huge puzzle just sitting there in the table.

You pushed the puzzle away from where you and Ranpo were sitting so you could set the plates down. You and him began eating the scrambled eggs and watching a crime show. Ranpo told you it was called Criminal Minds. (Love that show. Haven't been watching it lately but I think I'm in the first couple episodes of season 8)

Naturally, Ranpo had to spoil every single episode that came on. Which you unfortunately anticipated.

When you two finished your dinner, you two just sat there next to each other, enjoying each other's company and watching Criminal Minds. Ranpo did most of the talking about the show and random things while you just sat there and listened with a content smile on your face.

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It was late at night and you were getting tired, which Ranpo noticed.

"If you're getting tired you can go lay down. I'll take the couch for tonight."

You looked at him. "Are you sure? I can take the couch tonight, I don't mind."

"This is your house, (Y/N), you should sleep in your own bed. Plus I noticed you were pretty tired throughout the day."

Ah of course, Mr. Detective notices everything.

You gave in and started getting ready for bed. You brushed your teeth and put in your pyjamas and then got into bed. You heard the faint sounds of bags moving around. Ranpo was unsuccessfully trying to sneak candy.

You laid on you back and stared at the ceiling for what seemed like an eternity, sleep eluding you. The faint rustling of bags soon stopped, signaling that Ranpo had probably gone to sleep.

You kept moving around on your bed to find a comfortable position but no matter what you did, you couldn't sleep and you body never seemed to get comfortable. You sighed and rubbed your forehead. You thought hours had gone by, which they did. You checked your phone to see it was midnight, and no sign from your body that you were going to be sleeping anytime soon.

You soon got hungry and went to the kitchen to grab yourself a small snack. Apparently the noise was loud enough to wake the man that slept on your couch. You were facing the cabinets when he snuck up on you and wrapped his arms around your waist, earning a surprised gasp from you.

"What are you doing up so late?" He asked.

"I couldn't sleep.

He rested his head on your shoulder. You could feel his breath on your neck. What has gotten into him?

"Eating won't help you get to sleep. Cmon."

He put his hand on your back and led you to your living room. Candy wrappers were sprawled out everywhere on your coffee table, and you noticed that the journal that you placed on the edge of the table was not there anymore.

Instead, it was on the couch where Ranpo had been sleeping.

You eyes widened.

"Ranpo... did you read my journal?"

He moved so his face was millimetres from yours, and chuckled.

"Why yes I did. While I knew you had some sort of... infatuation with me shall we say? I never knew you fancied my to this extent."

You hid your hands into your face.

He grabbed your hands and took them away from your face, holding them in his. Your noses were nearly touching. You made eye contact with him and you saw the mischievous glint that he held.

"All that poetry. So beautifully written. And it doesn't take a genius like me to figure out that almost every single one of those poems were about me. Am I wrong?"

You looked down, not wanting to look at him out of embarrassment. How could you be so careless to leave your journal right where it was within his reach?

He took his hand out of yours and grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him. A small blush was adorning your face, which of course he took notice of.

"Aww. Is my little (Y/N) blushing?" He teased. "You know... I have always fancied you as well. So it's nice to know that you reciprocate the feelings and mich as I do."

And with that, he kissed you.

It took you a moment to register what was happening, but you immediately kissed him back.

His arms wrapped around your waist and your around his neck. You could feel him smile into the kiss as you deepened it.

Unfortunately, humans need this thing called oxygen, so when you broke the kiss you two were in a small pant.

"Ha! I never knew you could be such a good kisser, (Y/N)"

"Ah, well. I guess we all have our own secrets."

"I guess we do. Now, does that mean I get to read your journal of poems?" Ranpo asked.

You thought for a moment. "I'll think about it."

He chuckled and led you to your bedroom. "If you want, I can lay down with you to help you sleep."

You agreed and you two laid on the bed, each of you next to each other. You both faced each other, awkward tension arising. At least that was before Ranpo decided to make a bold move and pull you closer to him. He put one arm around your waist and the other above your head. "Sleep." Was all he said, and that seemed to be enough to make you tired somehow.

"Thank you, Ranpo."

He lightly kissed your forehead. That was the last thing you remember before falling asleep.








That was waaayyyyyy longer than my usual ones. But what can I say, I am a simp for Ranpo. (As well as almost every other man in this show-)
Hope you enjoyed!!!


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