KID didn't know what to say or do. He had awaited rejection. Disgust. Insults. It was such a foreign touch Shinichi gave him, he had never felt so ready to break down since years. Was that the power of soulmates?
"M-Meitantei-" KID croaked, in the same second slapping his hand over his mouth. He had stuttered?! What was this magic? His heart pounded so clear and lively inside his chest, blood rushed to his cheeks...
"Don't talk. Just... accept it. Accept me, KID," Shinichi whispered and tightened his hold on the phantom thief. Kaito wanted to slip out. Weasle his way out of this foreign body contact. But his body didn't budge.
His knees felt so weak, his muscles didn't move an inch. Why couldn't he move?

Something wet began to run down his cheek and KID gasped, his hand darting to the unknown liquid. Blood? No.
Tears.
KID froze in shock. Tears. He cried. Kaito hadn't cried since ages.
"Shh... It'll be alright, KID..." Shinichi voiced his presence again and KID forgot how to breathe, quiet sobs interrupted his gasps for air. Once Shinichi began to pet his chest, it all broke down.
His mental wall crumbled into millions of pieces. A breakthrough or breakdown, Kaito didn't care. He cried.
Salty and hot tears.
"M-Meitantei...!" he exclaimed within a sob, turning around to respond the hug. Emotions he had suppressed all those years crushed down onto him like beton. Happiness, love, frustration and relief. He was free.
KID felt so lightheaded. He hadn't known this for long, the butterflies swarmed in his stomach, his heart skipped beats; he felt pure and utter love.

Shinichi smiled upon this. He had finally reached the thief.
"Let's go to my place..." he offered and KID only nodded, still sobbing quietly. He hadn't bawled like that since a felt eternity. But Kaito couldn't care less, becoming so vulnerable in front of Kudo Shinichi.
All that mattered was his brand of hell.
It tingled with love.

Inside Shinichi's car, silence roamed between the two soulmates. Shinichi had to drive and Kaito tried to keep his last dignity and not lay down on Shinichi's lap. His feelings settled down and KID began to question his choice again. Why did he even agree to come along?
Was it out of the moment?
His eyes landed upon his right wrist and he slowly pushed his glove a little up at his pants to reveal the hidden secret down below.
The brand of hell, his tattoo of Kudo Shinichi, stared back from there. How ironic it had appeared there... No matter how much he had tried to scar it up, that was the only spot his skin merely showed timed damage for a few minutes. Considering the weeks it took for his other scars to hell, that was magic.

His tattoo was red. Love. Shinichi felt utter love and joy. KID glanced over to his companion and was amazed by his pokerface carved into stone.
"It's on your wrist?" Shinichi asked amused and KID wrinkled his nose.
"...Hai."
"Can I... see it? Later?" he carefully asked and flashed a concerned smile at him. KID felt his face growing warm and he turned away, lacking a response. Yes, he wanted Shinichi to see and mark him. No, he didn't want him to see the scars all around it.
"Shhh... You don't have to if you don't want to," the detective comforted him. God dang it.
Like his tattoo showed him Shinichi's feelings, Shinichi's tattoo revealed Kaito's.
"It's... warmer than before," Shinichi began and Kaito nearly had a heart attack as he heard the love spilling from his voice. Shinichi placed a hand onto his chest, where his own tattoo was, and clutched the shirt slightly.
"These days it felt... cold. Unbearable cold. I thought... my heart underneath was going to freeze. Now it's warm... kind of... tingling... it's a nice feeling, actually."

KID bit down onto his lip and watched them roll into the driveway.
"Do... do you really want this?" he asked, quiet, barely audible if it wasn't for Shinichi's good ears.
"What are you talking about?" he responded confused and opened the car door for the young phantom thief.
"...this. This all. I... I-I know we are soulmates, but... do you really want this?" KID helplessly asked again, making a short wild gesture to show Shinichi what he was talking about. Much to his surprise, the Beikan detective chuckled.
"I wouldn't hunt you down like this if I didn't want it. I would have killed myself once I would have found out."
"But..." KID argued back, trailing behind the eager male into his house like a lost puppy, "Why do you want to put up with... this?" Another wild gesture.
"I lack feelings, Meitantei. You may have teared down the mental wall and yet I still can't show them. It... it's too late. Do you really want to put up with something like... me...? A monster without proper emotions? If I wouldn't have my morals, I could have killed lots of people without any guilt or regret. Are you even clear about that?"

Shinichi froze in middle of the hallway and turned around to take KID's hands into his.
"You aren't a monster, KID. I have met lots of killers in my life and lots of people who were just like you. But they weren't the same. Murder happens in most cases because of uncontrollable emotions. We can work on it. I can help you. Together, we can get all your feelings back, so you finally enjoy life again. You just... have to let me. I'm honest, KID. I want you. I want this soulbond."
Kaito's tattoo felt as if ignited after he had said this and KID became dizzy. Shinichi wanted. Shinichi wanted him, him and him alone. Kaito couldn't understand it at all and yet it was the best thing he had ever heard in his entire life.
"I... I want it too," he managed to press out and the moment he said it, Shinichi blushed the darkest shade of red he had ever seen and nearly collapsed. Ah, he felt the same.

But that wasn't all. They needed to seal the bond. Shinichi smiled and lifted Kaito's gloved hand to his lips, smiling up at him.
"Can I...?"
Kaito blushed furiously and averted his eyes but noticed he had nodded. Shinichi smiled warmly at him and kissed the covered spot, pleased at the shrudder he earned from his companion. KID tried to swallow down the upcoming panic which forced his body to tremble.
"Meitantei-" he breathed out and Shinichi looked up, concerned. Kaito hesitated a moment. Did he really want it? Yes, he did.
"B-be... be gentle."
The detective's lips curled back up into a smile and he nodded, lips resting again on the covered tattoo for another second until his slender fingers began to pull his glove off. Slow, careful... until he could see the fire red tattoo down below. Kaito turned beet red.
Was his tattoo... pulsing?

Shinichi allowed his lips to wander across his coloured skin, touching every single inch of the brand.
"So that's what it looks like..." he murmured and Kaito bit down on his lip, afraid of any remarks of the scars around it.
"...beautiful~ My mark suits you, KID," he purred. KID grew wide eyes at that and his heartbeat quickened. Finally, Shinichi bit down. Gentle, but going deeper with every second.
Pain and pleasure mixed inside Kaito's brain and he almost started to drool. That was the best feeling he had ever been granted to get to know. As Shinichi drew a bit of blood, the detective released his teeth and smirked, licking it up. Shinichi had marked him.
Kaito was so happy he had no idea what to do with himself. His object of attention pulled away and nodded satisfied.
"Look. It's... they are gone," he exhaled in bliss and Kaito's eyes darted back to his arm.

Wait.

A.

Second.

His scars. The scars all around his tattoo. They weren't there anymore. Gone, like they had never existed.
Disbelieving, Kaito rolled up his sleeve. Nothing. Clear and beautiful skin, no sign of any injury. Kaito took a look at his left arm. Nothing, again.
"I-I... w-what... Oh... oh my god..." he spluttered and Shinichi hugged him, laughing.
"Relax. And... take your time, yes? You don't have to mark-"
"No. N-now. I want it now," he dared to demand louder than intended and Shinichi blinked twice with his thick eyelashes, causing Kaito to blush and lower his head and voice.
"I-I mean... it's unfair... if only I... y-you know..."
The Beikan couldn't stifle the wide grin which treatened to split his face in a half. He loved him. He loved him dearly.
Soon enough inside the living room, Kaito's lips rested upon Shinichi's chest, right where his mark was. Hesitant, almost shy.

But Kaito felt this very moment, they could overcome anything. KID felt love. Since an eternity, he could feel love and god, he would treasure it and Shinichi forever.
His teeth sank into the detective's flesh and he blushed worse once he heard a moan from his companion.
Kaito loved again.
And... it was wonderful.