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[Feb. 21] [Detective Conan] Bringing You Back
Title: Bringing You Back
Day/Theme: Feb. 21: "Love me little, love me long."
Series: Detective Conan
Character/Pairing: Shinichi, Ran
Rating: PG-13
“You still can’t speak?” she said; it came out far more forlornly than she’d intended, and the effect was obvious as he wilted a bit. Ran immediately gave herself a mental kick for it and smiled. “It’ll take time, they said. It’s all right.”
Shinichi shook his head and moved away. In a panic, Ran grabbed his sleeve. “Wait, don’t go—“ She caught a glimpse of a long scar running up the back of his arm and vanishing into his sleeve before he jerked it away and held his arm against his chest, looking increasingly self-conscious. He took another step backwards towards the door. He was going to go…
“Shinichi, wait—please listen to me,” she reached out and took hold of his shoulders, stopping him from walking away. “Listen. Please—I don’t care if you can speak or you can’t speak. It doesn’t matter to me if you can tell us what happened to you. Your scars don’t frighten me.”
She slid her hands from his shoulders up to the sides of his face in a moment reminiscent of that night in the hospital when he had cried in her arms. “All that matters to me is you. You’re here. You’re alive. You’re safe. That’s what matters most to me.”
His hands moved up to wrap loosely around her wrists.
“I know you can’t forget—none of us will ever be able to forget this,” she went on, not even sure what she was saying anymore. “But…time will help. The scars will fade.” She could see the scar again, where his sleeve had slipped down his arm a bit. “I just…I just want you to be happy. And I want us to be together. Even if you can’t say anything to me. Just…”
One of Shinichi’s hands was lightly touching her jaw, sliding up to gingerly cup her cheek.
“I love you, Shinichi,” she said softly—the first time she had ever actually said the words directly to him, to his face. “Let me stay with you. Let me help you if I can.” She fell silent then, fearing she had said too much. And she waited for his reaction.
A strange look clouded Shinichi’s eyes as he stared at her, taking in all of her words. Then he dropped his chin slightly and leaned forward the tiniest bit, and she realized as he moved what he was thinking.
Their first kiss was light, chaste, and infinitely sweet; their lips barely met, a combination of his hesitation and both their shyness. But it was enough to make Ran’s knees want to give out. When he drew back, she took a deep breath and waited to see what he would do…
Was it possible that she could somehow bring him back?
Shinichi straightened to his full height and swallowed hard. He opened his mouth hesitantly; his lower lip moved up and down slightly, forming soundless words. And then finally, blessedly…
“…I love you.”
PS. Before anyone asks, he is back to Shinichi at this point and they are at his house. Ran is NOT macking on “Conan.” That’s a felony. And slightly creepy. Thanks!
Day/Theme: Feb. 21: "Love me little, love me long."
Series: Detective Conan
Character/Pairing: Shinichi, Ran
Rating: PG-13
“You still can’t speak?” she said; it came out far more forlornly than she’d intended, and the effect was obvious as he wilted a bit. Ran immediately gave herself a mental kick for it and smiled. “It’ll take time, they said. It’s all right.”
Shinichi shook his head and moved away. In a panic, Ran grabbed his sleeve. “Wait, don’t go—“ She caught a glimpse of a long scar running up the back of his arm and vanishing into his sleeve before he jerked it away and held his arm against his chest, looking increasingly self-conscious. He took another step backwards towards the door. He was going to go…
“Shinichi, wait—please listen to me,” she reached out and took hold of his shoulders, stopping him from walking away. “Listen. Please—I don’t care if you can speak or you can’t speak. It doesn’t matter to me if you can tell us what happened to you. Your scars don’t frighten me.”
She slid her hands from his shoulders up to the sides of his face in a moment reminiscent of that night in the hospital when he had cried in her arms. “All that matters to me is you. You’re here. You’re alive. You’re safe. That’s what matters most to me.”
His hands moved up to wrap loosely around her wrists.
“I know you can’t forget—none of us will ever be able to forget this,” she went on, not even sure what she was saying anymore. “But…time will help. The scars will fade.” She could see the scar again, where his sleeve had slipped down his arm a bit. “I just…I just want you to be happy. And I want us to be together. Even if you can’t say anything to me. Just…”
One of Shinichi’s hands was lightly touching her jaw, sliding up to gingerly cup her cheek.
“I love you, Shinichi,” she said softly—the first time she had ever actually said the words directly to him, to his face. “Let me stay with you. Let me help you if I can.” She fell silent then, fearing she had said too much. And she waited for his reaction.
A strange look clouded Shinichi’s eyes as he stared at her, taking in all of her words. Then he dropped his chin slightly and leaned forward the tiniest bit, and she realized as he moved what he was thinking.
Their first kiss was light, chaste, and infinitely sweet; their lips barely met, a combination of his hesitation and both their shyness. But it was enough to make Ran’s knees want to give out. When he drew back, she took a deep breath and waited to see what he would do…
Was it possible that she could somehow bring him back?
Shinichi straightened to his full height and swallowed hard. He opened his mouth hesitantly; his lower lip moved up and down slightly, forming soundless words. And then finally, blessedly…
“…I love you.”
PS. Before anyone asks, he is back to Shinichi at this point and they are at his house. Ran is NOT macking on “Conan.” That’s a felony. And slightly creepy. Thanks!