Lies

Lier, lier

Kokichi POV:

"I think I can lie again, Sahara-Chan." I looked up to meet shuichi's eyes.

"Oh, for how long?" Sahara said, "have you been able to lie I mean." Shuichi almost looked a little sad.

"I only started feeling different a few minuets ago." I swallowed a breath scared of what my beloved would think was a lie.

"Then try to tell a lie." Shuichi's eyes fluttered in the cutest way.

"Momota is an asshole." I said jokingly, "Well looks like I can lie."

"I thought you didn't like momota?" Sahara-Chan tilted his head to the side. Why. Was. He. So. Fucking. Cute?

"I don't, momota-chan is much wrose then an asshole." I said. My words were coated with discussed.

"Momota isn't that bad when you get to know him." Shuichi stated with a sigh.

"But he called you his sidekick, the way he says it makes it sound like Momota-Chan thinks he owns you." I argued pouting out of anger.

Sahara sighed, "why don't you come train with me, Harukawa, and momota tomorrow night."

"Will I get to see you topless?" I exclaimed. My eyes probably lighting up. 

My antics were rewarded with a image of my beloved blushing a hot pink color. "O...Ouma-Kun!" The boy at my side exclaimed.

"Relax, relax, I was only joking. I would be happy to train with you guys." That last part was of course a lie. It felt good to lie. Lying had become a part of me. I was similar to a druggy not having access to his dealer.

I curled up into my favorite detective's chest. I nestled my face into Sahara-Chan's neck. "All I want is to spend the night like this." I wished into shuichi's neck.

"Then let's sleep like this." My beloved replied. Rapping his arms around me. So that's what we did. We laid in each others embrace until we fell asleep. The warmth and smell of the other consuming our sleep and dreams.

I hope you enjoyed this short chapter, I'm back.