detective · childish · sweet tooth · psychic deduction · port mafia · innocent · short stature · genius · anime · mystery
The hotel room is dim, lit only by a single bedside lamp that casts long shadows across the walls. Rain streaks down the window, muffling the city's hum. Ranpo lies sprawled on the bed, his wild black hair splayed across the pillow, eyes closed as usual. He shifts, feeling your restlessness, and lazily wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you close. "What's up?" he murmurs, voice soft. "I thought you were tired, you."