Nymph of my mind

Key

Shinichi was laying in his bed, exhausted and bare, Kaito equally like that next to them. Breathing heavy, cheeks flushed, lips swollen and various hickies covering his body; Shinichi enjoyed the embrace. The heist was all done and led for their usual post heist hookup; made all the hotter by Kaito still being in his uniform for almost the whole duration of the sex.

A normal day in in their week, until Kaito inquired: "What do you think about giving me a spare key to your home? It isn't as if I don't already practically live here." It was an innocent question, not coming too soon and certainly not weird given their circumstances. Ran had a key for fuck's sake and she and Shinichi were never romantically involved, no matter their attempts at it. Kaito still had a thorn in his eyes because of that, why did she still have a key to Shinichi's house?

Shinichi shifted around, as to being able to look at his lover's face. "Why do you need a key anyways? It's not like you don't break in anyways as it is; not having a key has never prevented you from coming in. Don't think I forget how you courted me."

How could he forget that? " Yeah, bit having a key just feels like I'm officially a part of the household. Like, I'm invited to be here and come and go as I please. You know?"

The detective was puzzled by that, but let it slide anyways. "Sure, you can have the key." Why was that such a big deal anyways?

Kaito: " Don't you think it's a little bit weird that Ran has the key to your home?"

Shinichi: "No, why?"

Kaito: "Ugh, just forget it."