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You carefully balanced a crystal wine glass in your hand as you made your way to the couch where Ranpo sat. You sat down next to him, and the plush cushions of the sofa sank beneath your weight as you settled in.
The room was dimly lit, with the warm glow of a lamp casting a golden hue across the walls. The sound of rain pattering against the window added a cosy ambiance to the scene. The air was fragrant with the aroma of aged oak and grape, emanating from the bottle of red wine that you had just opened. As you poured the deep red liquid into Ranpo's glass, you couldn't help but notice the delicate curves of the stem and the way the light caught the wine's ruby hues. You handed him the glass, and your fingertips brushed briefly as you released your grip.
The clink of your glasses echoed through the room as you raised them in unison, toasting to each other. The wine was velvety on your tongues, rich and complex, with notes of black cherry and chocolate. You let out a content sigh as you took another sip, and you noticed out of the corner of your eye that Ranpo was looking at you, tipping his glass in favour of your form.
"So...who do you think is the—"
Before he could finish his sentence, you quickly clapped your hand over his mouth. Ranpo's eyes immediately widened in surprise. "No. No way in hell am I going to enjoy a nice, expensive bottle of wine that I may or may not have stolen from Poe's vintage collection just to talk about the case."
Ranpo chuckled as you dropped your hand, taking another sip of wine before setting his glass down on the coffee table. "Fair enough," he said, his eyes meeting yours. "So what do you want to talk about?"
You thought about it for a second, and then took another sip of wine. The wine was starting to go straight to your head, because you were suddenly feeling rather emboldened. "The other night," you shifted yourself into a position on the couch that you could be more comfortable in, sitting with your legs sprawled across Ranpo's lap. He didn't seem to question the action at all, he just placed his hand on your knee. "And everything you said."
Ranpo let out a long-suffering sigh. "Seriously?"
You flashed him a brazen smile.
"I'm going to need more wine." He stated.
You chuckled as you leaned over the table to pour him another glass, before handing it to him. He accepted the glass gratefully and took a sip, "I already told you I meant every word I said."
You swigged down the glass of wine and poured yourself another. "So what I'm hearing is...you want to kiss me again?"
Ranpo's eyes widened for a moment, his expression caught off guard by your sudden bluntness. He cleared his throat. "I also recall saying that kissing you was the worst mistake I made."
