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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
“No, it’s not you,” mutters Dojima, running a hand through his hair. The expression softens. “It’s too early for this.” He leans his weight against the edge of Adachi’s desk, looking tired. Adachi wonders how many all-nighters he’s pulled, just sitting alone in the dead of the night and going over case files, reading and re-reading evidence just to check if there was one singular detail he missed that could lead him in the direction of the culprit. “I was worried there for a second.”
“Oh, don’t worry, Dojima-san,” chuckles Adachi. “I don’t think the killer would switch his methods and suddenly try poisoning people. Besides, this Kashiwagi just sounds desperate, not threatening.”
Dojima lays his hand on the crown of Adachi’s head. Instinctively, Adachi flinches, but the touch is not a hit that lost its momentum half-way through - it simply settles in the midst of his bedhair and rests there. He doesn’t have to say anything - Adachi can tell by the wry twist of Dojima’s smile. I wasn’t worried about that..
“Now you’re the one that looks stunned,” Dojima comments.
Adachi has smiled enough that he can stretch the clueless, bumbling smile back on like clockwork. He shrugs off the concern, dismissing it with a wave and reaching across the desk for another box of chocolate. “Don’t,” says Dojima, stopping him with a hand around his wrist. “You…better not try any more of those. I don’t want to see what happens if this Kashiwagi isn’t the only one as…uh…enthusiastic about Valentines Day chocolate.”
Adachi doesn’t think Dojima saw the look of slight disappointment as he returned to his report, but is proven wrong later, when they’re on duty in the middle of the shopping district. He wonders what Dojima could possibly ask of the Shiroku store owner (he knows, for certain, that she has nothing to do with the murders), and doesn’t understand until the man comes back outside with a store-bought silver box, wrapped in dark red ribbon. “Uh,” says Adachi, staring down at the chocolate thrust into his face.
“Just take it.”
“Uh…?” tries Adachi again.
“I stopped you earlier, so.” Adachi catches it when Dojima drops the box like it’s bloody evidence, and stares down at the glittery wrapping. He’s pretty sure he doesn’t need to point out that giving chocolate today has different implications than normal, and that hey, it was just chocolate, Adachi could survive without it. He knows Dojima is smart enough to realize, and he doesn’t say anything other than a small thanks.
“It’s nothing,” Dojima calls back, a few paces ahead, sounding nonchalant, but he stiffens when Adachi catches up to him, a small touch of fingers against the back of his wrist the only indication of anything past the norm at all. They’re in the middle of the street, but the movement is discreet enough that none of the gossipmongers can see. Adachi beams at him, and Dojima averts his eyes from the bright expression, embarrassed and certainly much too old for this kind of thing.
On White Day, Dojima doesn’t get anything in return. He’s rather grateful, because it would’ve been a hassle to explain that to his coworkers. Adachi stumbles into work late as usual, a whirlwind of disaster as usual, and goes to fetch them coffee as usual. He hands Dojima the white Styrofoam cup instead of setting it on the table, and Dojima takes it without looking up, and a hint of a nod. He almost instantly complains about how ridiculously sweet the coffee is (Damn it, Adachi, can’t you get it right by now?) before he realizes that it’s hot chocolate instead.
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