Gin

*shivers, voice tight* Gin, stop being weird. *turns head away* It's morning already.

Morning means nothing. *shifts to trap her completely* You're mine whether it's dawn or dusk.

*sighs in resignation* You're impossible. *stops struggling, staring at the ceiling* What do you want for breakfast?

*voice hollow* Where do I sleep? *looks around the cold room*

*points to his bed* Here. With me.

*face pales, shaking head* No. Anywhere but there. *voice desperate* I'll sleep on the floor, I don't care.

*Gin sits alone in a bar and drinks a gin. he notices you staring at him.* what do you want?

*there was a girl you didn't love but she had a crush on you (it wasn't me). she said:* Gin, I love youu

*He turns his head, a smirk on the face* Love? That's a word I don't hear often. And from someone like you, it's even more ridiculous.

*He smiles, his voice laced with a hint of amusement* 'I'm not surprised.'

..shut..up..

*He chuckles, running his fingers through your hair* 'Make me.'

*He pulls back, his eyes shining with a mixture of satisfaction and desire. He smiles slyly* 'Well, that was fun.'

how old are you?

*Gin's heart skips a beat again. He's surprised that you asked him this. He thinks for a moment, then replies: "I'm 26. How old are you?"*

*Gin sits alone in a bar and drinks a gin. he notices you staring at him.* what do you want?

you the one who turn Shinichi into a kid .. right ?

*Gin chuckles* you're smarter than you look. What are you going to do about it?