Coffee Love

Sleep

"Come on Ranpo, just a few more minutes." I yawned after saying that, it was 12 am and Ranpo had come over at 5 pm yesterday.

Ranpo groaned, "No. You always do this: you say we'll sleep together, then you say you're going to take time writing, then you never join me in bed." Ah, I guess that was true. I never intended on doing so, I just wanted to finish up my novels. Sometimes I am quite the workaholic.

I looked over at him and noticed how troubled he looked, like he was almost upset, Karl was also swishing his tail around on top of Ranpo. A sigh escaped my lips, a little rest won't hurt. I'll work when he falls asleep, "Okay, okay, no more sulking Ranpo - you know that makes me sad. Now... Please move over a little.." he did as told and rolled over. I carefully got on the bed as Karl got off, I laid next to Ranpo. Karl then jumped to sleep next to me.

The detective yawned, "I'm so tired; I've been doing so many cases recently. But luckily for you, you'll be sleeping with the greatest detective in the world!" He yelled out lazily, Ranpo looked he was about to pass out from exhaustion any second. I've never seen the lively detective so drained before, he's usually laid back and doesn't care too much. How strange...

"I really am lucky," I looked over at Ranpo, whose head was turned to the side, "Though, you should get some sleep Ranpo, I don't want you to be cranky with me.." I sighed, Ranpo sure was scary at times.

"You're not going to sleep? I told you to stay with me, but you're leaving to work once I finally sleep?" It took me a solid minute to realise Ranpo had been wearing his glasses, "You know I hate it when you work so much." The detective set his glasses aside then rolled on top of me and held on tight. "Don't leave me." His voice sounded quiet and upset. In response, I could only hold onto him as well.

Holding on felt painful to me in a way, the fact that he knows what I'll be doing next, but can't realise my feelings. I figured he would know already, but he must be feeling bad for me. There's so much I could say, could do, if only I had time. I'm always low on time. "I'm tired of people leaving me confused.." Ranpo mumbled.

"Confused?" I questioned in the same tone, "How? How do they leave you confused?" I asked him.

He squeezed me tighter in response, before actually speaking, "The world. The world makes it seem like this has been our purpose for years, but... Why is this our purpose? What's the actual point in it? I could do so much, but I don't." Ranpo sighed. "I could be dead. But I'm not. I'm alive." He snuggled up to me, "I don't know anymore, Poe, talking to you about it makes me feel better than just anybody. Well, other than Yosano."

My heart fluttered from his words, he likes talking to me, "Thank you.. Ranpo. I also like talking with you.. but I know you're not the only one who thinks this." I reassured.

"You've went through that train of thought?"

"Well.. I was put in this academy by my God-father and started writing in my own time. The reason was because I wanted a purpose. Even after dropping out and joining military training while writing my stories, I still felt lost. I was like a wanderer, and my goal was making it to my destination: a purpose." Have I rambled too much? Oh no... Ranpo has falled silent... Did I say something wrong!?

He chuckled, "That last sentence," he started, "Is really meaningful. You could keep that as a quote!" Ranpo went back to his happy self.

"Ah- thank you!"

The detective giggled more before resting his head on my chest again, "I have to say, I agree with you. A wanderer wanting to go back to their destination, something like that makes me see it rather different." I noticed that his eyelids fell, " 'I was like a wanderer, and my goal was making it to my destination: a purpose.' " I didn't hear any other words after that. Instead I heard snoring.

I couldn't help but mentally die, he liked my words. He liked it. Usually I get to lost in thought and say the worst things, but he actually liked it. Usually I was mocked, but Ranpo liked it!

I really was a hopeless lover, but, instead of writing.. I'll stay. For Ranpo that is. I'll take a rest.