Never ✧ KnB x Reader Oneshots

Imayoshi Shoichi (2)

It was at this point where Pinkithai realized that she fell in love with Imayoshi's voice.

but don't worry kasamatsu is still bae ♥♥

(...)

The Elusive Thief

"Well... I certainly didn't expect ya to be here, [First Name]..."

The woman turned around, her eyes boring into his forehead. She ignored the urge to grab the concealed gun that years at the academy had taught her. "I consider myself to be a smart young woman, Phantom Thief. That note may have been confusing to a normal person, but I know better. Please don't belittle my intelligence. It's the only thing that gets me money," she stated, little to none emotion in her voice. He let out a laugh. Her heart ached ever so slightly, but she ignored it like she had many times before.

Wiping away at the small tears gathering in the corners of his eyes, he stopped laughing. "Oh, silly [First Name]. I would never say that ya were an idiot. I do intend on makin' it out here alive. And my name is Shoichi," he said. She crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair. "All things aside, why would you, a world-renowned thief, ask me, an equally world renowned detective, to meet you at this place?" she asked.

He stood up from the couch he had been sitting on. Turning around towards the huge window, he whistled softly. "Ya know, this view is pretty. I wonder what it would be like to wake up and see this every day," he said. She yawned and rested her head on the palm of her hand. "Yes, this hotel room is very spectacular. I'm assuming that's why you asked to meet up here. But it doesn't answer the question," she said. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

"Ya never changed from the first time I met ya, [First Name]. Always wantin' to get straight to the facts. Always wantin' to know everything," he said, turning around to face her. She stopped breathing for a second. The moonlight shining upon him made him look mysterious as ever. Her curiosity wanted to know more about him, to know more about the man that made her feel this way. In slow steps, he walked up to her. There was a dangerous glint in his glasses. He knelt down to her height and put his thumb on her chin.

"This next heist will be my last."

[Name] looked at him wide eyed. Possible theories explaining his reason for this bounced around in her head. Was he bored? Was he going to steal something that would render him incapable of thieving ever again? She frowned. It was bugging her that he would tell her this. They were complete opposites, she being on the side of order and him being on the side of chaos. While she was thinking, a pair of lips pressed against her own. She tried to push him off, but he was obviously stronger than her. Her arms fell limp as she leaned into the kiss. Something about him was addicting, and she definitely wanted more.

He pulled away from her. It took all of [Name]'s effort not to grab him and kiss him again. She watched as he walked away from her and leaned down to put a card on the table. Knowing that this meant he would leave her soon, she bolted up and pointed her gun at him. He raised an eyebrow towards her. "I should've known that they would've made ya bring a gun here," he commented softly. The words were probably directed towards himself. He put his hands up. "Well, I guess ya win, [First Name]. But is this what ya want? Putting yer greatest rival in prison. The only person who can match yer wits?"

Her grip on the gun faltered. What he was saying was true. She wasn't sure what she would do after she caught him. No one else that she had ever met had equaled her in intelligence. She would go crazy without him constantly keeping her on her toes.

A cloud of smoke erupted in front of her. She cursed as she shielded her eyes. The fog blew away revealing an open window. Throwing away her firearm, she ran towards the window and looked down. There was no trace of him anywhere. "Dammit!" she cried out. [Name] was so close to capturing him. After all these years, she could've won. But because she let him lower her guard, he had gotten away.

The door to the hotel room blew open as a swarm of police officers went in. She turned around, glaring at the inspector. "How did you know I was here?" she asked. He pointed to her thrown away weapon, and she knew instantly that they had put a tracking device onto it. She felt a spark of anger wanting to ignite inside her, but she ignored it.

Someone went up to the inspector, a card in his gloved hand. "Sir, there was a card on the table," he stated rather monotonously. Just as the inspector was going to look at it, she grabbed it out of his hands. At first, the card read like poetic nonsense. When she finally pieced together the actual phrase, a blush covered the entirety of her face. She looked at the opened window and back down to the card.

It said that he was going to steal her heart.

(...)

I really want to make an Imayoshi x Reader story about him being a thief and she being a detective now that I've written this. An unlikely love forms between the two and this scene takes place in the later parts of the story.

I probably couldn't do it. I don't have the inspiration to do long term things.

*quickly looks at all the failed stories on her FanFiction account* I don't like twelve year old Pinkithai -^-

Waah, how do ya'll do it? ;^;