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RANPOE.
It wasn’t often that Fukuzawza finish his paperwork early, It was only an hour after everyone left, and he was finished all of it for the night. Normally, Dazai or Ranpo would come in and bug him, trying (and sometimes ) failing to convince him to get them lunch or something out, but today, Ranpo was busy, on his phone the whole day while Dazai was out on a mission, he got up from his desk, smiling to himself, wondering how nice it would be to go home and sit back without worrying about paperwork for the night.
His house, the one he shared with Ranpo was small but had more than enough room to be comfortable for the two of them, it was only a five-minute walk from the agency and was close to the dorm, He had just walked into the door when he heard it, He was about to yell up to Ranpo, asking if he wanted dinner but stopped in his track when he heard screaming, his mind instantly going to torture, as he races up the door. “Ranpo-” he yelled, hearing a thump as he race up the door and slam open the door only to freeze in place, Ranpo was on the bed, tied and Poe was on top of them, both of them were naked, he had assumed the worse, that Poe had forced himself onto Poe, Fukuzawa react immediately, about to force his sword into Poe’s neck, But before he could, Ranpo yelled something that stopped him in his track.
“Poe is my boyfriend!” Ranpo said, his eyes wide with fear, The tip of Fukuzawa's sword was in Poe’s’ neck, causing him to bleed. “Get dressed and come downstairs,” he spoke, turning on his heel and walking down the stair, not even bothering to close the door behind him. “You could at least close the”
He didn’t reply as he walk into the kitchen, grabbed his bottle of vodka from the freezer, pop the lid off and took a chug, He wasn’t dumb, he know that Ranpo and Dazai were both sleeping with the enemy but he didn’t think Ranpo was dumb enough to fuck the enemy in his own home, or even date him. None of his parenting books had told him how to deal with that, he sit at the table and waited, mentally counting down, if they weren’t down in five minutes, he would go upstair and grab them and he didn’t want that, after five minute and 59 seconds, Ranpo came downstair, looking sheepishly.
“And where Edger?” he spoke, Ranpo nod up to the stairs and Fukuzawa sighed, taking a sip of alcohol. "I know for a fact the rulebook says not to sleep with our enemies,” Fukuzawa spoke, not sure what else to say. “It never said I can’t date the enemy,” Ranpo murmured, trying to play it off but Fukuzawa glare at him. “I’m sorry,” He murmured, looking like a child who just stole from the cookie jar. “How long?” he asked, having a feeling, he know that Ranpo had someone and he never wanted to push, but when you see your son naked, tied up to his bed with whip cream on his nipples and an enemy fucking him, you cant just simply ignore it. “Almost a year,” he murmured. “Are you going make me stop seeing him?” he asked.
“No,” Fukuzawa said. Knowing that if he told him to stop seeing Poe, it will cause trouble. “But I want to enjoy my night so I don’t want to hear anything,” Ranpo nodded. “Can he spend the night?” he asked. "so you can meet him as my boyfriend and not our enemy?" Fukuzawa sighed, dragging his hand over his forehead, trying to get that image out of his head. “Yes, go get clean up, If I hear anything lewd, I will aim to kill.” Ranpo throw himself onto Fukuzawa, giving him a hug and Fukuzawa returned it. “Ok, I love you." Ranpo chirped, and eagerly race upstair. Fukuazawa look at the bottle, wondering if he was going to need more.