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“Are you afraid I’m going to rush head first into your business?”

Saguru may have sounded annoyed, but he wasn’t. His tone just wasn’t sure how to come across, caught between being perplexed, concerned and suddenly terrified of how Kaito, who seemingly had no worries back home, had been harbouring such a heavy motive this whole time. Were those gunshots affiliated with his reasoning for stealing, after all? 

Come to think of it, he may have been a little nosey here and there. Perhaps Kaito had a good reason after all, hiding this sort of thing. Injury was not a big deal here, but back home was another matter.

“… I understand that much, though.” The detective muttered, toying with his boyfriend’s fingers as a distracting yet nervous habit. “I don’t want to lose you either.”

“Yes.” While he was being truthful, he had might as well just say that much; words couldn’t describe how scared he was of Saguru stumbling into something he shouldn’t have. While it was fun - and, admittedly, mildly annoying - to have Saguru at heists, there was always the chance of the snipers changing their targets, especially if they knew exactly how close to home they were hitting.

“…you won’t.” Sure he was a reckless bastard, but he was a reckless bastard with self-preservation skills - off the island, at least. He had a job to finish, after all. They couldn’t off him that easily. “It’s too fun much being alive to throw it all away, you know.”